Frigga: Young man what do you think you're doing?
Loki: Go away, I am trying to take over the mortals.
Frigga: YOU LISTEN TO ME YOUNG MAN!
Loki: You're not my real mom!
Frigga: Oh really? And who changed your nappies? Who checked under your bed every night for bilgesnapes? Who let you cry on their shoulder for a week after you lost your stuffed puppy?
Loki: MooooOOOOooooooom. You are embarrassing me in front of my soon to be peasants.
Frigga: No, you are apologizing for the havoc you have caused and are coming home. And don't think I didn't hear what you said to that nice lady. Do I need to wash your mouth out with soap?
Loki: Fine! I'm sorry.
Frigga: We are going home right now. You, your father and your brother are going to bond on a questing trip to Alfheim.
Frigga: And you are getting a hair cut.