Disclaimer: This takes place about
two years after Pulvis et Ubrarum. Please do not read further if you have
not read it and go back and read it. Or you can just read the slight spoilers
and still be confused, your pick.
Original Cast (in order of Appearence):
Jordan: Ares, also a werewolf who lives with his cousin Oz. He has had an off again, on again relationship with Gabriella. Also known as Jordy.
Connor: Apollo, who lives with his father and his 'uncle'. He takes a lot of flack for being one who acts first, thinks later.
Gabriella: Artemis, a blonde haired Canadian who moved with her father to Roslindale. She has an off again, on again relationship with Jordan. Also known as Gabe and Ella.
Serena: Selene, her parents aren't really around, so she hangs out with Gabriella mostly. She doesn't like to be in the forefront of things, but rather stay behind the scenes.
Zane: Hermes, a comedian at heart, he enjoys the spotlight. He's quick on his feet and loves to play practical jokes, but he's not one for fighting, he'll be running.
Richard: Helius (there was a typo in the last chapter, too lazy to fix it), he's in line to head one of the largest law firms in New York City, so he gets a lot of comments about that from his friends. But he's trust worthy to say the least. Referred to as Rich.
AJ: Hectate, heavily involved in magic, she is a frequently shopping at the local magic shop. Her best friends include Serena and Gabriella.
"Do you bite your thumb at me us sir?" Jordan asked, a laugh playing upon his lips. The May breeze blew past him and through the trees, making a ruffling sound.
"I bit my thumb, sir," Zane replied, laughing as well. As the wind died down, he tucked the copy of Romeo and Juliet away into his backpack. They sat under the largest oak tree in lunch courtyard of the New Stonehenge Institute for College Bound Students. The school day was ending, and they could hear it in the air. "You got a ride, or are you walking?" he asked casually.
Jordan shrugged, "Oz didn't like the fact that I came home late last night, and for the past week. The full moon's pretty soon, so he's getting testy. Think we should tell him?"
Zane looked at his friend strangely, "Look, I know your cousin is werewolf and all, but when you tell him you're a living reincarnation of a god, he'll commit you."
Jordan raised an eyebrow in a very good impression of his cousin. "When does Gabe get out of class?" he asked, changing the subject.
"Right now!" Gabriella said as she walked out of the building and into the courtyard where they usually met up after classes. "AJ and Connor are grabbing something from the machines. I don't know where Serena is, and Rich? Well, Rich is probably sucking up to a teacher. Just cause that's Rich."
"Nice to know you think so highly of me," Rich said as he came up from behind Gabriella and wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
"Yes of course, now what are we going to do tonight?" Gabriella demanded, shrugging off Rich's arm.
Serena came hurrying up, just in time to hear the last comment; "We're going to make sure no creepy guy with a British accent is going to follow me around. No offense Connor," she said as Connor walked up, AJ trailing.
He shrugged as he tossed a bottle of water to her and then one to Gabriella. "It's okay, Wes is a creepy guy with a British accent."
Serena grinned slightly. "He's okay. He's really not British anymore, after all, how long has be been in the states?" she stopped for a moment, "But he's got an interesting book collection, well at least he does when I can sneak past him and get to the good stuff. But back to the problem at hand, creepy guy telling me I'm the slayer. Remind me again what the slayer is?"
"One girl is the chosen one. The one to fight the vampires and other dark creatures of the night," Connor states offhandedly. When everyone gave him strange looks, he smirked, "What?" he asked innocently. "My father dated one, who by the way died twice. And Wesley was watcher to the rouge one who killed for pleasure, and she was killing innocents. There was much with the bloodshed with Faithie. But I'm not supposed to know this."
Gabriella blinked slowly; trying to digest this newly found information. Shaking her head to clear her thoughts she turned to the mop haired boy. "Isn't your father a vampire though?" she clarified. And here she thought a vampire would steer clear of the slayer. But maybe she was wrong. Maybe Connor's father was crazy, or maybe the slayer was. Or it could be both.
Connor nodded happily. "He's a vampire alright! But he's includes a nice shiny new soul, courtesy of a witch back in California."
"Remember everyone, this is coming from someone whose hobbies include killing anything that moves and pisses him off, stocking his father's store, looking at porn, and the ever favorite, watching My Little Pony," AJ said helpfully or not so helpfully as the case may be. Connor shot her a dirty look as AJ burst out into giggles. "So that's true? I just made it up on the spot."
Once the group of seven had their fun of laughing at Connor and his strange obsession with late 80's and early 90's cartoons, they stood around and talked about the creepy man with the British accent that had been following Serena around. One by one people drifted off, giving reasons of having to work or go home. Finally only Serena and Gabriella were left.
"Aww damn, and here I wanted to get dressed up and sing kereoke," Gabriella said, pouting slightly.
Serena grinned, "We'll do that tomorrow, and we'll get smashed while doing it. Then finally maybe you and Jordy will jump into the sack together and do the dirty deed."
"Jump into the sack? Do the dirty deed? I've never heard such crude language from the likes of you," Gabriella said to her friend in jest. Never the less, she was still surprised to hear that coming from Serena.
"Well, I was corrupted by you," she defended herself before continuing. "Besides, how many years has it been since the two of you kissed for the first time, two years at least."
"That was in a dream. Doesn't count," Gabriella objected, turning a slight pinkish color when the mention of her first kiss was mentioned.
"You kissed the next morning," Serena challenged. "Then your father almost killed him when he saw the whole hand holding thing."
"Fine, whatever. Coffee?" Gabriella asked, changing the topic to her favorite drink.
Serena nodded, "As long as there no creepy British guys involved."
"No creepy British guys involved, scouts honor," Gabriella held up a hand as if she was swearing an oath.
"You were never a scout, so the oath doesn't even count," Serena said, laughing at her friend's antics.
"So?" Gabriella simply asked before she started to walk away.
"Hey, wait for me!" Serena wailed before she went to catch up.
"So why are we doing this again?" Jordan asked, readjusting his tie for the thousandth time. He sat in the Finn's den, dressed in khakis and a button down shirt. He looked uncomfortable and downright out of place. "Oz was giving me strange looks. I think he thinks I'm doing something illegal."
Gabriella gave him a sympathetic look, "If it makes you feel any better, my father thinks I'm criminally insane. He's insisting that I go into a liquor store, hold it up and get him the expensive stuff." Gabriella smiled again as she picked off imaginary lint from her own sundress.
"We look like a bunch of poster children for the Young Republicans Magazine. Anyone else notice this?" AJ yelled as she walked into the room, therefore distracting both Jordan and Gabriella so Jordan couldn't comment.
Gabriella smirked at this comment, "Well, we must remember who Rich is."
Rich rolled his eyes, "Gee, you all must love me all so much," he said from his position on the couch. "Now please remember who has the keys to the liquor cabinet and of course at Gabriella's request we have the kereoke machine."
At that point Serena giggled and help up a ring of keys. Walking over to the cabinet, she took out a bottle of scotch and started to expertly pour shots. Out of the seven of them, she had been the only one who know how to do it, due to a nanny who had a serious drinking problem and had taught the girl. Rich looked helplessly at the rapidly emptying bottle and as his friends went and drowned the amber liquid. Finally he gave up, and decided to join in on the fun.
"I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves. I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves and this is how it goes…" Connor and Zane sang together. Both were off key as well as slurring the words.
"Let's play Duck, Duck, Goose!" Gabriella yelled suddenly, breaking into the third round of the song.
The group, slowly, with much stumbling and cursing, formed a slightly more than lopsided blob. "Me first!" Gabriella shouted before stood and started walking around going, "Duck, duck, duck." She circled around the six remaining people. "Goose!" she shouted a little louder than needed as she patted Connor's head.
"I'm not a kitty to be petted!" Connor said, turning around to face her, his cheeks slightly red.
"But it's the point of the came," Gabriella's voice bordered on whining. "Besides you're not a kitty, you're a prairie dog, a malnourished albino one at that!" Gabriella was standing less than six inches way from Connor and they were nose to nose, glaring at one another.
"Gabbers leave the Boy Wonder alone. Just get back to the game!" Zane yelled from the background.
"Wait your turn, and don't call me that!" Gabriella yelled back. She turned toward Connor, stuck her tongue out and dashed off. Connor blinked for a second before taking off after her, but she was already halfway around the blob by that time. By the time she was sitting down, he had just dashed up, and he looked bewildered.
"Connor's in the mush pot! Connor's in the mush pot!" AJ starred the chant, and soon everyone, including Connor himself, had taken it up at one point in time.
After they had all had a turn running around as well as sitting in the mush pot, with Connor spending the most time in there, the group of seven tried to find other ways to amuse themselves. Unfortunately, Gabriella and Jordan found the two of them the objects of everyone else's amusement.
"Go have sex!" Serena yelled as she pushed the two of them into the bathroom.
By that time, Jordan had sobered up enough to know that their friends wouldn't let them out unless they did have sex, but come morning if they did, their friends would kill them. And then he realized that he even thought about doing anything that went over a PG limit with Gabriella, her father would have his head, and he happened to like it where it was. That's not to say that he didn't like Mr. Wallace, generally he did, when the man wasn't coming after him with bloody murder in his eyes.
There was a definite dilemma going on here, and there were decisions to be made. "Can we at least have some pillows and blankets?" he called through the door, it looked as if they'd be spending the night in here.
The door was opened and the requested items were thrust in his general direction, and then the door was closed again. Once could hear the audible click of the lock. "Well then," Gabriella said, finally sobering up slightly. Jordan was happy for this fact; it would make life so much easier. The reason she sobered up, even though it was slight was because she realized that her drunken friends locked her in the bathroom with her off again, on again boyfriend. Seeing the pillows and blankets in Jordan's hands, Gabriella cocked her head in question. "The bathtub?" she asked. Jordan nodded and they got to work.
They awoke the next morning with people banging on the door, obviously they had forgotten about the fact that it was locked from the outside, not inside. "Did you have sex?" Serena yelled.
"Bloody wankers!" Gabriella muttered into Jordan's chest. Her head was pounding, a nasty after affect of the alcohol. And her temper was a nasty affect of the headache. This is what reminded her of why beer was bad, or any type of intoxicating beverage was. But that never stopped her.
"Well did ya?" Serena's voice rang through the door and echoed through the white tiled room.
Gabriella untangled herself from Jordan, who had dozed back off, and walked over to the door. Finding it still locked she screamed, "Unlock the fecking door!" Once it was unlocked, she swung it open. "No we didn't. Now bugger off," she told the group that was huddled around the doorframe. Slamming the door back into their faces she went back to Jordan and their bathtub.
Author's Note: It's here! *dances* Hehe, I'm all happy cause I wrote this and I was nominated for an award! The link is on my page. And this fic will get sillier and wierder as time goes on, but it'll be short, so no worries there! Oh, and parts of this fic has been inspired by gigdgetgirl's Hopie fictions, and I have always asker permission before hand to barrow elements.
Original Cast (in order of Appearence):
Jordan: Ares, also a werewolf who lives with his cousin Oz. He has had an off again, on again relationship with Gabriella. Also known as Jordy.
Connor: Apollo, who lives with his father and his 'uncle'. He takes a lot of flack for being one who acts first, thinks later.
Gabriella: Artemis, a blonde haired Canadian who moved with her father to Roslindale. She has an off again, on again relationship with Jordan. Also known as Gabe and Ella.
Serena: Selene, her parents aren't really around, so she hangs out with Gabriella mostly. She doesn't like to be in the forefront of things, but rather stay behind the scenes.
Zane: Hermes, a comedian at heart, he enjoys the spotlight. He's quick on his feet and loves to play practical jokes, but he's not one for fighting, he'll be running.
Richard: Helius (there was a typo in the last chapter, too lazy to fix it), he's in line to head one of the largest law firms in New York City, so he gets a lot of comments about that from his friends. But he's trust worthy to say the least. Referred to as Rich.
AJ: Hectate, heavily involved in magic, she is a frequently shopping at the local magic shop. Her best friends include Serena and Gabriella.
"Do you bite your thumb at me us sir?" Jordan asked, a laugh playing upon his lips. The May breeze blew past him and through the trees, making a ruffling sound.
"I bit my thumb, sir," Zane replied, laughing as well. As the wind died down, he tucked the copy of Romeo and Juliet away into his backpack. They sat under the largest oak tree in lunch courtyard of the New Stonehenge Institute for College Bound Students. The school day was ending, and they could hear it in the air. "You got a ride, or are you walking?" he asked casually.
Jordan shrugged, "Oz didn't like the fact that I came home late last night, and for the past week. The full moon's pretty soon, so he's getting testy. Think we should tell him?"
Zane looked at his friend strangely, "Look, I know your cousin is werewolf and all, but when you tell him you're a living reincarnation of a god, he'll commit you."
Jordan raised an eyebrow in a very good impression of his cousin. "When does Gabe get out of class?" he asked, changing the subject.
"Right now!" Gabriella said as she walked out of the building and into the courtyard where they usually met up after classes. "AJ and Connor are grabbing something from the machines. I don't know where Serena is, and Rich? Well, Rich is probably sucking up to a teacher. Just cause that's Rich."
"Nice to know you think so highly of me," Rich said as he came up from behind Gabriella and wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
"Yes of course, now what are we going to do tonight?" Gabriella demanded, shrugging off Rich's arm.
Serena came hurrying up, just in time to hear the last comment; "We're going to make sure no creepy guy with a British accent is going to follow me around. No offense Connor," she said as Connor walked up, AJ trailing.
He shrugged as he tossed a bottle of water to her and then one to Gabriella. "It's okay, Wes is a creepy guy with a British accent."
Serena grinned slightly. "He's okay. He's really not British anymore, after all, how long has be been in the states?" she stopped for a moment, "But he's got an interesting book collection, well at least he does when I can sneak past him and get to the good stuff. But back to the problem at hand, creepy guy telling me I'm the slayer. Remind me again what the slayer is?"
"One girl is the chosen one. The one to fight the vampires and other dark creatures of the night," Connor states offhandedly. When everyone gave him strange looks, he smirked, "What?" he asked innocently. "My father dated one, who by the way died twice. And Wesley was watcher to the rouge one who killed for pleasure, and she was killing innocents. There was much with the bloodshed with Faithie. But I'm not supposed to know this."
Gabriella blinked slowly; trying to digest this newly found information. Shaking her head to clear her thoughts she turned to the mop haired boy. "Isn't your father a vampire though?" she clarified. And here she thought a vampire would steer clear of the slayer. But maybe she was wrong. Maybe Connor's father was crazy, or maybe the slayer was. Or it could be both.
Connor nodded happily. "He's a vampire alright! But he's includes a nice shiny new soul, courtesy of a witch back in California."
"Remember everyone, this is coming from someone whose hobbies include killing anything that moves and pisses him off, stocking his father's store, looking at porn, and the ever favorite, watching My Little Pony," AJ said helpfully or not so helpfully as the case may be. Connor shot her a dirty look as AJ burst out into giggles. "So that's true? I just made it up on the spot."
Once the group of seven had their fun of laughing at Connor and his strange obsession with late 80's and early 90's cartoons, they stood around and talked about the creepy man with the British accent that had been following Serena around. One by one people drifted off, giving reasons of having to work or go home. Finally only Serena and Gabriella were left.
"Aww damn, and here I wanted to get dressed up and sing kereoke," Gabriella said, pouting slightly.
Serena grinned, "We'll do that tomorrow, and we'll get smashed while doing it. Then finally maybe you and Jordy will jump into the sack together and do the dirty deed."
"Jump into the sack? Do the dirty deed? I've never heard such crude language from the likes of you," Gabriella said to her friend in jest. Never the less, she was still surprised to hear that coming from Serena.
"Well, I was corrupted by you," she defended herself before continuing. "Besides, how many years has it been since the two of you kissed for the first time, two years at least."
"That was in a dream. Doesn't count," Gabriella objected, turning a slight pinkish color when the mention of her first kiss was mentioned.
"You kissed the next morning," Serena challenged. "Then your father almost killed him when he saw the whole hand holding thing."
"Fine, whatever. Coffee?" Gabriella asked, changing the topic to her favorite drink.
Serena nodded, "As long as there no creepy British guys involved."
"No creepy British guys involved, scouts honor," Gabriella held up a hand as if she was swearing an oath.
"You were never a scout, so the oath doesn't even count," Serena said, laughing at her friend's antics.
"So?" Gabriella simply asked before she started to walk away.
"Hey, wait for me!" Serena wailed before she went to catch up.
"So why are we doing this again?" Jordan asked, readjusting his tie for the thousandth time. He sat in the Finn's den, dressed in khakis and a button down shirt. He looked uncomfortable and downright out of place. "Oz was giving me strange looks. I think he thinks I'm doing something illegal."
Gabriella gave him a sympathetic look, "If it makes you feel any better, my father thinks I'm criminally insane. He's insisting that I go into a liquor store, hold it up and get him the expensive stuff." Gabriella smiled again as she picked off imaginary lint from her own sundress.
"We look like a bunch of poster children for the Young Republicans Magazine. Anyone else notice this?" AJ yelled as she walked into the room, therefore distracting both Jordan and Gabriella so Jordan couldn't comment.
Gabriella smirked at this comment, "Well, we must remember who Rich is."
Rich rolled his eyes, "Gee, you all must love me all so much," he said from his position on the couch. "Now please remember who has the keys to the liquor cabinet and of course at Gabriella's request we have the kereoke machine."
At that point Serena giggled and help up a ring of keys. Walking over to the cabinet, she took out a bottle of scotch and started to expertly pour shots. Out of the seven of them, she had been the only one who know how to do it, due to a nanny who had a serious drinking problem and had taught the girl. Rich looked helplessly at the rapidly emptying bottle and as his friends went and drowned the amber liquid. Finally he gave up, and decided to join in on the fun.
"I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves. I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves and this is how it goes…" Connor and Zane sang together. Both were off key as well as slurring the words.
"Let's play Duck, Duck, Goose!" Gabriella yelled suddenly, breaking into the third round of the song.
The group, slowly, with much stumbling and cursing, formed a slightly more than lopsided blob. "Me first!" Gabriella shouted before stood and started walking around going, "Duck, duck, duck." She circled around the six remaining people. "Goose!" she shouted a little louder than needed as she patted Connor's head.
"I'm not a kitty to be petted!" Connor said, turning around to face her, his cheeks slightly red.
"But it's the point of the came," Gabriella's voice bordered on whining. "Besides you're not a kitty, you're a prairie dog, a malnourished albino one at that!" Gabriella was standing less than six inches way from Connor and they were nose to nose, glaring at one another.
"Gabbers leave the Boy Wonder alone. Just get back to the game!" Zane yelled from the background.
"Wait your turn, and don't call me that!" Gabriella yelled back. She turned toward Connor, stuck her tongue out and dashed off. Connor blinked for a second before taking off after her, but she was already halfway around the blob by that time. By the time she was sitting down, he had just dashed up, and he looked bewildered.
"Connor's in the mush pot! Connor's in the mush pot!" AJ starred the chant, and soon everyone, including Connor himself, had taken it up at one point in time.
After they had all had a turn running around as well as sitting in the mush pot, with Connor spending the most time in there, the group of seven tried to find other ways to amuse themselves. Unfortunately, Gabriella and Jordan found the two of them the objects of everyone else's amusement.
"Go have sex!" Serena yelled as she pushed the two of them into the bathroom.
By that time, Jordan had sobered up enough to know that their friends wouldn't let them out unless they did have sex, but come morning if they did, their friends would kill them. And then he realized that he even thought about doing anything that went over a PG limit with Gabriella, her father would have his head, and he happened to like it where it was. That's not to say that he didn't like Mr. Wallace, generally he did, when the man wasn't coming after him with bloody murder in his eyes.
There was a definite dilemma going on here, and there were decisions to be made. "Can we at least have some pillows and blankets?" he called through the door, it looked as if they'd be spending the night in here.
The door was opened and the requested items were thrust in his general direction, and then the door was closed again. Once could hear the audible click of the lock. "Well then," Gabriella said, finally sobering up slightly. Jordan was happy for this fact; it would make life so much easier. The reason she sobered up, even though it was slight was because she realized that her drunken friends locked her in the bathroom with her off again, on again boyfriend. Seeing the pillows and blankets in Jordan's hands, Gabriella cocked her head in question. "The bathtub?" she asked. Jordan nodded and they got to work.
They awoke the next morning with people banging on the door, obviously they had forgotten about the fact that it was locked from the outside, not inside. "Did you have sex?" Serena yelled.
"Bloody wankers!" Gabriella muttered into Jordan's chest. Her head was pounding, a nasty after affect of the alcohol. And her temper was a nasty affect of the headache. This is what reminded her of why beer was bad, or any type of intoxicating beverage was. But that never stopped her.
"Well did ya?" Serena's voice rang through the door and echoed through the white tiled room.
Gabriella untangled herself from Jordan, who had dozed back off, and walked over to the door. Finding it still locked she screamed, "Unlock the fecking door!" Once it was unlocked, she swung it open. "No we didn't. Now bugger off," she told the group that was huddled around the doorframe. Slamming the door back into their faces she went back to Jordan and their bathtub.
Author's Note: It's here! *dances* Hehe, I'm all happy cause I wrote this and I was nominated for an award! The link is on my page. And this fic will get sillier and wierder as time goes on, but it'll be short, so no worries there! Oh, and parts of this fic has been inspired by gigdgetgirl's Hopie fictions, and I have always asker permission before hand to barrow elements.