Mae Brynhild y lychlynwraig wedi bod yn aberthu pethau i Odin. Pethau fel cadeiriau. A byrddau. Mae Odin yn ceisio anwybyddu’r stŵr cyffredinol, gan ei fod e’n ymlacio yn sba’r gwesty.
Mae Daf y gath yn penderfynu trefnu cyfarfod.
– Hei Odin, meddai Daf yn y sba. – Ma’ ‘na rywun sy isie cwrdd â ti. Menyw dal benfelen yw hi.
– O’n i wedi dyfalu bod Brynhild wedi troi lan pan glywes i’r cadeiriau i gyd yn curo’r waliau. Ma’ hi’n danjerys, y ferch ‘na.
– Ti ddim isie cwrdd â hi, ‘te?
– Nadw, diolch yn fawr iawn. Nath hi lanast llwyr o Falhala, y tro diwetha iddi ymweld â’i rhieni.
A bant ag Odin i’r sawna.
Saesneg / English
Meeting
Brynhild the Viking has been sacrificing things to Odin. Things like chairs. And tables. Odin is trying to ignore the general commotion, as he relaxes in the hotel’s spa.
Dave the cat decides to organise a meeting.
– Hey Odin, says Dave in the spa. – There is someone who wants to meet you. She is a tall blonde woman.
– I had guessed that Brynhild had turned up when I heard all the chairs hitting the walls. She’s dangerous, that girl.
– You don’t want to meet her, then?
– No, thank you very much. She made a complete mess of Valhalla, the last time she visited her parents.
And off goes Odin into the sauna.
