Micro was too stunned to try and enforce Gamer’s Mind to calm himself down.

“Thor!? But...mythology...what the-!”

The older of the two women started laughing.

“Oh dear, no matter how many times I see that it’s still funny!” Shiro rolled his eyes and gestured to the third woman.

“That over there is the one who hijacked the party chat. Meet my granny Frigga, the strongest magic user on the planet.”

A small storm cloud appeared above him and a sudden deluge of water splashed him. With a cat like hiss he rolled away and used fire magic to dry himself.

“I told you I hate the term granny,” Frigga said. “Grandmother sounds much more refined and doesn’t make me sound like a hag.”

She turned an amused eye toward the group and smiled at their faces. All but Fluttershy and Spike seemed shocked. She noticed how they glanced at her figure and chuckled.

“Hard to believe I’m over 3000 years old huh?” She laughed even harder as their jaws dropped further. As the most well versed in ability users, Flutters and Spike weren’t too shocked with the high age, but even they raised an eyebrow. That was high. Most ability users who used their powers to extend their life started looking like her around the 1800-2000 mark. 3000 year olds would usually have the appearance of 80-90 year olds.

“Gods…” Micro muttered. “I’m talking to gods…” This time Thor’s voice boomed with laughter.

“Not at all my boy!” Thor chuckled. “Those are just a bunch of stories that superstitious folk made up when they saw what we could do. We are just a unique group of...oh what is the term they use for it nowadays…”

“Ability Users honey,” Kitakaze said.

“Thank you dear,” Thor said and kissed his wife.

“But…” Asriel stammers. “She just said she was 3000 years old!”

“And I’m 2000,” Thor said. “Just like that principle of yours Celestia and her sister are around 1300.”

Spike and Fluttershy laughed a bit as their friends turned toward them.

“Certain ability users get so powerful they choose to extend their lives,” Fluttershy said. “Namely powerful magic Ability Users.”

“It takes years to master,” Spike added. “You know Sanctuary’s time dilation? 60 minutes per hour, 24 hours a day. Each minute is an hour, so time dilation would give you 60 days per real world day meaning-”

“The same conversion for years,” Micro muttered. “One year would give you sixty if the entirety of it was spent in the ID.”

“And it takes real world years to extend your life,” Fluttershy said. “Almost a decade.”

Micro gasped as he thought. 600 years in the ID.

“For us though,” Thor interrupted, motioning to him and his mother Frigga. “It is more natural. We still had to spend years extending our life further but still.”

“And before you ask,” Kitakaze added. “I did go through the normal extension after I met my wonderful husband.”

She closed her eyes for a moment and light orange fur and with black stripes appeared over her. Shiro rolled his eyes with a smirk.

“Mom, I think they figured out you were a Tigerian since they know I am.”

Sweetie giggles at her boyfriend’s antics when she suddenly realized this was her first time meeting her boyfriend’s family. She blushed and stepped forward.

“It is nice to meet you three,” she said with a small curtsy. The three adults smiled.

“So this is the girl you’ve told us about,” Thor said.

“She is quite lovely,” Kitakaze said. “And very polite. It is wonderful to meet you as well.”

“So,” Thor said. “When can we expect the wedding?”

Sweetie went red while the other chuckled a bit. Rarity looked at Shiro, glaring thinking he suggested such a thing was soon. Shiro sighed.

“Dad, we are still in school. It’s a little early for that.”

Rarity was a bit shocked at that, but then a thought occurred to her.

“If Sweetie marries a prince...then that would make her a princess...and as her sister…”

The fashionista’s legs buckled and she fainted, falling backwards into Spike’s arms. Thor’s laughter boomed again.

“And before she’s even had a chance to taste our food and drink! Well everyone, I believe it is time you taste the food of Asgard!”

The table where the other guests were sitting suddenly extended and enough seats for the group appeared. Leaving Spike to try and move the fashionista to a seat. As they sat down, Shiro saw Sweetie in thought.

“What’s wrong?” Sweetie looked up at him and smiled.

“I’m that easy to read?” Shiro smirked and motioned for her to continue. “It’s...the whole, extending life thing...do you…”

“Sweetie,” Shiro said in a whisper, a hand going to her knee. “I do not have extended life. It isn’t...activated for lack of a better word until the user wishes. Otherwise I would be a toddler until you reached your twilight years. As for whether I activate it or not...that depends…”

“Depends?” Sweetie asked. She didn’t realize the knot in her stomach that was forming, wondering what his answer would be. If he extended his life…

“On you.” Sweetie looked up.

“Me?” Shiro smiled.

“Since my mother does not appear in any Norse folklore, you may guess she is not from the same time as my father. She met him when he visited Japan. After they fell in love, she went through the training to live a longer life with him. After I was born and grew to an age where I could understand such concepts, I was told the ups and downs of such a long life.”

Sweetie hung on every word of what he was saying.

Shiro looked up at his mother who seemed to understand. She was a smart woman and from how Shiro described Sweetie, the girl was smart as well. The idea of extended life would trigger worry. With a nod, she gave Shiro permission.

“My mom...saw her family grow old while she didn’t. Her younger sister could be mistaken for her grandmother. It was hard, to see the ones she loved pass on as she was still physically as young as when she married my father. Those were the downsides.”

Sweetie felt the tears threatening to spill over. Shiro kissed her forehead and continued.

“On the other hand, she has spent years and years with the love of her life. While it cost her, she said she would make the same choice.”

“And...me?” Sweetie asked. Shiro smiled.

“I love you Sweetie,” Shiro said. “And as such, there are two choices. I live a regular life and we spend it together, or I activate my long life and you go through the training to do so. I can’t watch you grow old while I stay the same. I know that...but it would depend on if you feel you can make the same choice my mother did.”

Sweetie gasped as she heard all that. Both the devotion behind Shiro’s confession, and the choice she had. Shiro put his hand over hers.

“I didn’t tell you this to concern you. I don’t expect the decision today, tomorrow, next week, next year. All I wanted to do was be open. I love you Sweetie.”

“I love you to Shiro.” Sweetie kissed her boyfriend deeply.

Kitakaze smiled. She was so happy her son found someone to love, just as she did almost a century ago now. It was a hard decision...and whether she would have to see her son grow old with the woman he loves or live beyond natural life with her, she would do so with a smile.

“Magni! Modi!” Thor called. “Your brother is in the middle of a discussion! None of your pranks now.”

Two warriors looked sheepish. One was normal sized for a young man. Muscular but nothing too strange about him. The other was much taller and broader. At least eight or more feet. Shiro looked up at his father and nodded his thanks. Then, Thor saw something in Shiro’s eyes. Mischief worthy of his brother Loki.

Micro saw the screen pop in front of him. Shiro, asking him to meet after eating.

‘This should be good,’ Micro thought.

Author's Notes:

Shirotora and I wrote most of this together. I added the extended life explanation. I hope you enjoyed