Misty's Make-Up, Aphro's Roses
Mav's comments: Misty the Lacerta Saint has always been my favorite Silver! Even though he was narcissistic, he still said that Athena was more beautiful than he was. Misty even acknowledged Seiya's strength before he collapses into the water… it was so beautiful ((cries holding a bottle of Victoria's Secret lotion)).
Disclaimer: I disclaim Knights of the Zodiac/Saint Seiya, but maybe someday I'll draw for Masami Kurumada… ((sighs))
-+For Your Smelly Feet+-
Deathmask stomped past a meditating Shaka. The blond lifted his head up slightly and cracks open one eye.
"Deathmask, what may I ask is causing you to stomp through Virgo House like a wild elephant? You should be more like the crab, stepping lightly across the sand," said Shaka, a hint of irritation in his voice.
The crab saint, usually one who avoids talking to the Guy-With-A-Cherry-On-His-Forehead, turns abruptly around. He stomped right up to Shaka and waved crushed stems of gardenias under his nose.
"I'LL TELL YOU WHY! THAT STUPID BEEP APHRO JUST BEEP LEFT THESE BEEP FLOWERS IN MY CLOTHES!"
Shaka sat still as Deathmask takes deep breaths after yelling so loudly in his face. The crab saint waited for an answer to his tirade.
"So?"
"ARGH! Whaddya mean 'so'? Can't you smell anything?" yelled Deathmask, exasperated that he got such a flat response to his dilemma.
Shaka, while trying very hard not to laugh, manages a response.
"You smell unusually nice," was Shaka's calm answer. He smiled right into Deathmask's face, causing the crab saint to start foaming at the mouth.
Clearly, Shaka was enjoying this.
Deathmask, deciding whether he should stuff these flowers into Cherry-chan's throat then reach in and pluck out a petal, or send him straight to the Underworld, was interrupted. They turned to face the only guy in all of Sanctuary who could cook: Shura the Capricorn Gold Saint.
"Deathmask, Aphrodite sent me to bring this down to you. He said it's for your feet," said Shura, who was neighbors with the Pisces Gold Saint after Camus.
"APHROODDDDIIITTTTTTEEEEEEEEE!" roared Deathmask at the top of his lungs after he looked at the frighteningly pink bottle in Shura's hand.
Shaka brings out his rosary, preparing to remove Deathmask's ability to speak (or yell).
::In Pisces Garden::
A young man, who could easily be mistaken for a woman, turned to a finely built blond man, who just happened to wear lipstick… and happens to like it! ((looks good too))
"Aphrodite, I think I heard someone call your name," called Misty, referring to an echo that sounded like the Pisces Saint's given name.
"Oh, that. Don't mind him. I just sent him some of my freshly made perfume, which I'm sure will cure his feet of that awful smell," replied Aphrodite.
He was planting some new flowers that he collected from the Garden of Narcissus to replace the gardenias. Aphrodite had heard of a Silver Saint who also valued beauty that could rival his own.
Why fight a beautiful person when they could help you with your make-up? The two had easily become the best of friends.
But Deathmask, Shura, Camus, and Milo were all too creeped out by their ambiguous appearance. Not too mention freaked out when, in order to meet with Athena, they had to pass through the Pisces House. They saw Aphrodite and Misty covered in what can only be described as: "GREEN CRAP ON YOUR FACES!" remarked by a stupefied Deathmask.
Even Shura was horrified that they would use cucumbers for their beauty experiments.
The two beauties gave everyone beauty tips and offered facials, much to the chagrin of the other Gold Saints.
Saga and Kanon would sometimes cover their eyes in an attempt not to stare at Aphrodite and Misty, who looked more and more like beautiful women. But they couldn't do anything to hide their blushing faces.
Their vanity needs to be flushed down the Ganges river, but just who is going to make a man out of men?
EXTRA: Will Deathmask and the others convince the two to sweat like the rest of them or will they join in and wear make-up too?XD PLEASE REVIEW!