Chapter 2

A New God Born!

On the top of the luxurious mountain of Toonlympus, in the golden Utopia of the Gods, a celebration was taking place. The reason: A son had been born to the head Gods, Jumbaa Jookiba.

In the crowd of chattering Gods such as Sample, the god of Music, Splodyhead, the god of fire, Yin, the goddess of water, Belle, the goddess of fear, Felix, the god of cleanness, Shush, the goddess of secrete, Slugger, the god of sports, Angel, goddess of love, Yang, the god of lava, Bonnie, the goddess of schemes, Kixx, the god of Fighting, Yaarp, god of Sound, Donald Duck, god of the Sea, Nosy, god of celebrations, Stitch, god of strength, Clyde, the god of coolness, Houdini, goddess of magic, Richer, god of earth power, Mickey Mouse, God of magic, etc, a Hawaiian girl was a in a red robe with white trims was watching over the baby with Jumbaa, who was wearing his yellow robe with red trims. This girl was Lilo Pelekai, the baby's care taker, and the goddess of Creatures.

"Sparky! Behave yourself!" Lilo groaned.

The baby named Sparky, or 221, a small light yellow chinese dragon/monkey/ gecko-like creature with skinny arms, legs, and body, a slightly twisted yet pointed tail, a large head with a wide mouth, a round nose, dark blue eyes and long antennae, wearing a blue jumpsuit and lighting bolt medallion with his name and number, and had a light orange glow.

"Oh, look at this, look at how cute he is…" Jumbaa chuckled. Sparky caught the god of the Sky and Lightning by the index finger and lifted him above his cradle with super strength. "Hah! Oh, he's strong! Like his dad, hmm?"

A small icy blue-colored koala like creature with no ears, small arms and legs, a thin mouth, a large nose, dark blue eyes and three icicles behind his head ran through the crowd of gods. This was Slushy, the messenger gods.

"Whoa! Excuse me! Hot stuff coming through!" Slushy said, he then past Yang. "Excuse me, one side, Yang."

"Watch it, Slushy!" Yang growled

Slushy then reached Jumbaa, Lilo, and Sparky, and handed Lilo a bundle of glowing flowers. Lilo had been taking care of experiment gods or goddesses for long as she can remember. The flowers were just a way to say 'thank you'.

"Why, Slushy, they're beautiful." Lilo told him.

"Yeah, you know, I had Nosy do the arrangement. Isn't that too nutty?" Slushy joked. He then went on Jumbaa's shoulder. "Fabulous party Jumbaa, you know, I haven't seen this much love in a room since Clyde discovered himself!" he laughed. He gestured to Clyde, who was looking into a mirror and given himself a pointing gesture.

Jumbaa smiled and nodded. Sparky noticed Plasma guns in Jumbaa's robe pocket, picked one up with his hand and played with them.

"Jumbaa, keep those away from the baby?" Lilo asked Jumbaa in concern.

"Oh, he won't hurt himself, little girl. You gotta let 221 have some fun" Jumbaa reasoned.

Sparky then put the end in his mouth and accidentally gets shocked. Then he throw it all around the room, until Slugger hit it with his tail so it hit a pillar, which immediately reappeared.

Jumbaa chuckled and then announced to the gods, "Oh, on behalf of 221, Sparky, the soon to be god of lighting, I want to thank you all for your wonderful gifts".

"And what about our gift, Jumbaa?" Lilo asked Jumbaa.

"Well, let's see here…" Jumbaa began, taking a cloud and shaping it into a small Latios. "…we'll take, hmm, yes, a little cirrus, and, hmm, a touch of nimbostratus, and a dash of cumulus".

Jumbaa handed it to Sparky and it immediately turned into a blue and grey pokemon.

"His name is Latios, and he's all yours, son" Jumbaa told Sparky.

Sparky and Latios bonk their foreheads together and then hugged. All the gods sighed.

"Mind his head" Lilo said.

"He's so tiny" Jumbaa said in awe. He then picked up Sparky who was still fiddling with the medallion, and yawned. He then placed Sparky back in his cot and patted his head. "My boy. My little Sparky."

"How sentimental" a deep, dark voice sneered sarcastically. All the gods looked in another direction to see a monster leaning by a pillar.

He was a a rodent like appearance with white fur, red eyes, a hamster-like body, a gerbil-like lower body and rabbit-like ears, two feet tall, and he wore a jet-grey rubber robe with a skull broach and black gloves. He was Hamsterveil, God of the Dead, Greed, and evil Lighting. He was also Jumbaa's partner and the figure of all evil and darkness throughout the Cosmos.

"You know, I haven't been this chocked up since I got a whole tarantula lodged in my throat! Huh?" Hamsterveil laughed, trying to make a joke. But instead of laughing, all the gods looked sternly at him.

"So is than an audience or a mosaic?" Hamsterveil asked, now annoyed. He walked through the crowd of gods. "Hey, how you doin'? Lookin' good. Nice dress".

Jumbaa then squeezed Hamsterveil into a hug and chuckled.

"So Hamsterveil, you finally made it. How are things in the underworld?" Jumbaa asked.

"Well, they're just fine, you know, a little dark, a little gloomy, and as always, hey, full of dead people. What are you gonna do?" Hamsterveil said annoyed, taking Jumbaa's arm off his shoulder. He then noticed baby Sparky. "Ah! There's the little sunspot. And here is a sucker for the little sucker, eh?" Hamsterveil smirked, as he weaved a sucker with a skeleton head out of thin mist. "Here ya go. Ya just-"

Before Hamsterveil could finish, Sparky squeezed Hamsterveil's hand painfully, and after some fight he got away from the baby.

"Sheesh! Uh, powerful little tyke" Hamsterveil groaned, rubbing his throbbing hand. Jumbaa pulled Hamsterveil back into a hug again.

"Come on, Hamsterveil, don't be such a stiff, join the celebration!" Hamsterveil tried to reason, gesturing to the party.

"Hey, love to, Big 'J', but unlike you gods lounging about up here, I regrettably have a full-time gig You know, by the way, so charitably bestowed on me, Jumbaa. So… can't. Love to, but can't" Hamsterveil explained snidely, getting free from Jumbaa's hug again. With that he began walking out of the room.

"Honestly, Hamsterveil, you ought to slow down, you'll work yourself to death" Jumbaa then realized the joke he just made and laughed, "... Hah! Work yourself to death! Ha!"

The other gods began to laugh as well.

Jumbaa sat down on a chair and laughed, "Oh, I kill myself".

"Heh! If only, if only…" Hamsterveil scowled, lurking out of the room.

Erin, Alyssa, Alice, Carly, and Wing could then be seen in the gallery standing next to a vase with the picture of Hamsterveil in the Underworld, riding on a boat over the river Styx, in which Lorenzo was rowing.

"If there's one god you don't want to get steamed up, it's Hamsterveil," Erin said to the readers.

"'Cause he had an evil plan" Wing said.

The real image of Hamsterveil riding the river Styx came into view as Wing began to sing.

Wing: He ran the Underworld, But thought the dead were dull and uncouth.

A soul lurked onto the boat and clings to Hamsterveil's robe. Hamsterveil, in disgust, generated a ball of red lighting, and blasted the soul away.

He was as mean he was ruthless-

Hamsterveil blew the tip of his hand as if it was a fired gun.

And that's the gospel truth.

The boat then past a massive three-headed dog on a platform. They began snapping their jaws at Hamsterveil.

He had a plan to shake things up-

Hamsterveil dully tossed a stake at them, and they began fighting for it.

Hamsterveil finally reached the centre of the Underworld, which had a huge rock skull shaped like Hamsterveil's head. That was Hamsterveil's conference and war room.

The boat reached a small dock as Hamsterveil got out of the boat.

And that's the gospel truth!