Disclaimer: "My" Ares is based on how Kevin Smith played him in the Xena and Hercules series.
Dedication: To Kevin Smith - You will be missed
Pictures that go with this story can be find at http://www.mehlaa.50megs.com/ares/minitempeleng.htm
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~*~ Surprised ~*~
The living room was lit up by a blue/white flash. In the light a man appears. He at me, amused. "Is everything going okay?" he says. I am to amazed to answer. He turns around to look at the little wooden box that is going to be a miniature temple. "It is small... but in these days a god can't complain." Mumbles the man.
Jared wanders into the room and wags his tail at the man. Jared loves visitors and it doesn't matter if they come through the door or just flash in. The man pats my Doberman and then turns back to me. I am still sitting on the floor at the little table. In front of me there are still the two horses that I am trying to paint gold with acrylic paint.
"You still didn't answer me." grins the man. I am trying to stand up… "ohhh… let me help you." He stretches out his hand and I take it, before I know what is happening I am standing on my feet. "Who are you?" I stammer "and how did you get inside my apartment?" A big grin plays on the face of the man "Don't you recognize me? That is strange. I only visit people who know me. In this home someone thinks a lot about me and there tons of times there has met conversations about me, so I thought I should visit. I am Ares, Son of Zeus, God of War." He watches me to see if I am impressed. And yes... I am a little but I am trying not to show it. Looking at him I can see that his ego is big enough already.
"I just came to see how the building of my temple is getting on. It is good that we gods can change size otherwise this temple would be a bit cramped." He laughs about his own joke and his laugh is so infectious that I am laughing too. He looks at the little horse figurines on the table and nods his head in aprovement. "I am glad to see that after all these centuries people did not forget me." In a flash he disappears again. I just sat down to give the horses a second layer of gold paint when Ares flashes back into the room again. "Don't forget to show the people from the email group the pictures?" How do you know about that... I want to say... but he is gone again.
Dedication: To Kevin Smith - You will be missed
Pictures that go with this story can be find at http://www.mehlaa.50megs.com/ares/minitempeleng.htm
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~*~ Surprised ~*~
The living room was lit up by a blue/white flash. In the light a man appears. He at me, amused. "Is everything going okay?" he says. I am to amazed to answer. He turns around to look at the little wooden box that is going to be a miniature temple. "It is small... but in these days a god can't complain." Mumbles the man.
Jared wanders into the room and wags his tail at the man. Jared loves visitors and it doesn't matter if they come through the door or just flash in. The man pats my Doberman and then turns back to me. I am still sitting on the floor at the little table. In front of me there are still the two horses that I am trying to paint gold with acrylic paint.
"You still didn't answer me." grins the man. I am trying to stand up… "ohhh… let me help you." He stretches out his hand and I take it, before I know what is happening I am standing on my feet. "Who are you?" I stammer "and how did you get inside my apartment?" A big grin plays on the face of the man "Don't you recognize me? That is strange. I only visit people who know me. In this home someone thinks a lot about me and there tons of times there has met conversations about me, so I thought I should visit. I am Ares, Son of Zeus, God of War." He watches me to see if I am impressed. And yes... I am a little but I am trying not to show it. Looking at him I can see that his ego is big enough already.
"I just came to see how the building of my temple is getting on. It is good that we gods can change size otherwise this temple would be a bit cramped." He laughs about his own joke and his laugh is so infectious that I am laughing too. He looks at the little horse figurines on the table and nods his head in aprovement. "I am glad to see that after all these centuries people did not forget me." In a flash he disappears again. I just sat down to give the horses a second layer of gold paint when Ares flashes back into the room again. "Don't forget to show the people from the email group the pictures?" How do you know about that... I want to say... but he is gone again.