Man of myth and Legend

"Come on Pete don't be so annoying the sooner we get to aisle twenty six four b the sooner we can get out of here. You watching the game on your big screen tv and me outside on the porch watching the stars come out with a good book and some tea."

"You know me too well Myka but yet you should be having more fun than sitting alone on a porch with a dusty old book. Myka you need to get out."

"I'll make a deal with you Pete if you get your mind back on work and if we finish at five o'clock I'll join you at the local bar for a beer and I'll be buying the Pzza all night."

"Making free pizza an incentive good tactic Myka I admire that."

"So is it a deal or not Pete? I wouldn't think you would be able to pass up free pizza."

"Your right I can't it's a deal Myka wait we have to shake on it." He says as she comes back over to him."

"Oh this is silly but alright." Myka says extending her hand to him as they shake hands sealing the deal.

His mind back on the Job at hand and on free pizza and leaving the warehouse Pete moves more quickly down the aisle in taking an inventory. Eagerly wanting to finish his half of the work and to leave the warehouse and enjoy free pizza.

"Glad to see your more focused Pete."

"With proper motivation I can do anything."

"In this case the motivation being free pizza?"

"Precisely but there's more to it than that Myka."

"What might that be?"

"The free beer yes but also the thought of you losing a bet to me is an even more hilarious thought."

"Pete you are impossible." Myka says sighing.

"Ahhh ouch!" Myka says almost tripping.

"Focus Mika don't let him irritate you so badly he is nothing but an annoying over grown child." She says to herself.

Alone over in another aisle Pete continues working on the inventory assigned to him.

"Get back to work Pete oh she needs to get out more and loosen up a bit and have fun once in a while." he mumbles.

"You need to have some fun Myka once in a while rather than hiding in books all the time."

"I have fun in my own way Pete." she grumbles back at him.

"Sticking your nose in a book that you in a nut shell Myka."

"And you the over grown kid who can't concentrate on anything for more than a second."

"Lighten up Myka I'm only having a bit of fun."

"Sometimes I think you have too much fun at times Pete."

"There is no such thing as too much fun Myka."

"Well our definitions of fun are two very different things and get back to work Pete."

Getting back to work Pete starts back on the inventory report for Artie shelves that surround him are lined with artifacts and boxes.

Looking around the aisle he is in he sees an artifact that catches his eyes, "Wow this is cool." he says picking up the artifact.

"Wow I didn't know we had this in the warehouse no way this can't be," Grinning he looks at the identification plaque, "Oh it is yes."

Picking up the sword he realizes he is holding the legendary sword Excalibur from the stories of king author and the Knights of the Round Table. Like he had with the other sword Artie had made can't resist picking up and swinging it around entranced the swords beautiful song that it has as he swings it around.

"Put that artifact away Pete and get back to work."

"How did you know from all the way over in the aisle a few away from mine?"

"I just knew so now put it away whatever it is your playing with and get back to work unless you feel like losing a bet not only to me but to a girl." she says grinning knowing she has pushed his buttons well.

"Fine I'll put it away mom." He says sarcastically as he puts the sword back in it's place. "You sure know how to spoil my fun Myka."

Placing the sword back he accidently knocks down another artifact off the shelf with a sea shell with an iridescent blue liquid in it and a drop falls on his feet slowly soaking into his foot.

"Well at least it didn't brake."

"What didn't brake Pete?"

"Just a shell that fell off the shelf I knocked off the shelf when I put the sword back."

"Pete this isn't like at home where you can be careless when you knock something over here you have to be careful Pete."

"Sorrrrry. Oh would you look at this?" He says finishing the inventory just as it turned five.

"It's five O'Clock and the inventory is done you've lost the bet and the look on your face is priceless."

"Yes so I lost a bet big deal Pete."

"I won the bet, I won." he goats dancing around in a mocking way to anoy Myka for fun.

"I am leaving now and going to go back to the entrance to the warehouse and leave you can meet me at Lennas when your done gloating if you want to. It's up to you." Mika says turning to leave

"Ahhh!" he says as pain shoots through his feet.

"What is it Pete?"

"Nothing problibly landed on it wrong when I was running earlier this morning I'm ok."

"Are you done gloating now or do you need a minute more?"

"Well maybe a minute more Myka this is too funny miss got my nose in a book all time looses a bet to me." He gloats as she walks away from him a little bit mad.

" Myka come back I was only having a bit of fun please come back." He asks but she keeps walking away.

Going after her he steps again this time pain courses through his feet, " Myka come back please I need your help!" He shouts.

"Not listening to you your only going to rub this in my face again and I don't need it."

" Myka it's not about the bet I need your help Myka!"

Letting it go she continues to walk back to the entrance to the warehouse, "Pete!" Mika calls. Turning around she doesn't see him following her, "Pete!" She shouts to him.

" Myka please I need your help please." she hears his faint voice call out to her turning to look down the aisle she sees him swaying and stumbling on his feet hearing him fall to the floor she runs to him.

"Pete, Pete!" she yells running to him full speed down the aisle.

Coming up to Pete she sees his face has become pale and he has become extremely weak and light headed.

"I can't walk well I am so weak you have to help me back to the entrance to the warehouse Arties office."

"Ok put your arm around my neck and I'll help you back to the front of the warehouse."

"What no sweet talk or a smile first?" Pete teases his voice weak and labored.