The day went on as usual; just that I was happier.

After the camp riff off, I skip-walked to my cabin.

Very sure Neeks wasn't coming because even though he didn't admit it he was way too in love with his boyfriend, I turned Creesome's volume to the absolute max.

'Marry You.' I commanded.

Instead it played Man Down.

'Dude I said—'

The volume got a lot louder than max.

'Oh mama, mama, mama. I just shot a man down.' Creesome played. 'In central station. In front of a big ol crowd. Oh why, oh why?'

My head pounded like rum-pum-pum-pum.

Perche sta succedendo questo cazzo di cazzo?

She's not your child, Frasier.

Sei impossible.

'Stop.' I held my head. 'Something softer.'

Creesome choose Amazing Mother.

'Something not related to moms!' I shouted.

Now it choose Demons.

I slumped at my bedside.

The voices stabbed my brain like a diss track. My vision was becoming kind of blurry with pain. I couldn't drag myself to the infirmary; unless they had medicine for guilt.

However, I could drag myself to my bed.

'This is my kingdom come.' Creesome played.

'No kidding.' I said.

I tried to silence the voices as I forcefully closed my eyes.

In my dreams, I saw... stuff.

There was this thirteen year old slumped by a door singing Save Me.

'Hey, little girl?' I was surprised I could speak in this one.

Little Girl got out of her blues and looked at me with an expression of surprise, gratitude and anger. 'Thank Morpheus; it worked!'

'What worked?' I asked. 'Nice singing—'

'Keep it down; they might hear you.' She said.

'You were just—'

She closed my mouth Little Girl was actually pretty strong, 'Save me. Save my honour. Hurry.'

'Babes; explain—'

'Potina?'

Pots pushed me away.

'Yes, idiot?' Potnia asked.

'You have refused to eat for three days, my love.' The Other Guy said. 'Come out. I will feed you—'

'Shut up, asshole!' Potty Mouth said. 'And I am not your love. This marriage will not happen!'

'I am just concerned about you.' Asshole said.

Water leaked through the door and stopped where I stood before Pots pushed me.

Woah.

Just woah.

I wished I had a phone in that dream; I would've called 911 for child harassment. Then taken a bunch of photos and sent them to UNICEF.

Yeah; the guy wasn't that ugly. Or that hot. Just— there. And older.

I'll save you the long story; the dude was a brunette Ed Sheeran. Like Take-Me-Back-To-London-Remix-where-he-wore-glasses-and-looked-kinda-older Ed Sheeran.

'Even as a goddess, you should not starve yourself like this.' Ed said. 'No one is coming to help you; so why bother?'

'My champions will come!' Pots shook her finger at Ed. 'I shall fight with them and slay you and that rotten son of Ares. You will face my true wrath.'

Ed seemed pretty okay with being smack-talked to. 'You have beautiful fingers.'

Pots was really close to bitch slapping the Romeo when she stopped.

Or, from the way she struggled, something forced her to stop.

'Let me go, you bastard.' Pots still tried to slap Ed.

'I am not offended, child.' The voice said. 'You compliment me; reminding me of my parentage.'

Dang; that voice was tough.

Legal Bastard put Pots hand behind her back. 'Your taunts cannot faze us, Artemis. They are just vain talks.'

Pots-aka-Artemis's eyes were filled with tears of pain. 'Stop it. Right now.'

'Everything we are doing now?' Legal Bastard asked. 'Or the pain I am causing you?'

'Is there a difference?' Artemis still tried for a brave face. 'You took everything from me; my Hunters, my bow, my peace. And you want me married to this— this?'

'You took everything from me too.' If it were possible to make her arm go higher, Legal Bastard did it; causing a world of pain. 'I would've done much worse. It is possible to kill a god, Alphea. Ask the Egyptians.'

'I'd rather die than lose my honour.' Artemis said defiantly. 'Show me how to kill a god so I can do that to you both.'

The voice let go of Artemis.

Next I heard a pow and Artemis fell to the ground.

'Artemis.' Ed ran to her.

'Stop!' Artemis's voice broke. 'Don't touch me.'

'But you are hurt—'

'This slap is only a mouse compared to the Temmusian Fox worth of humiliation I'm suffering now.' Artemis sniffed. 'I will bear it. Leave me be.'

Ed sighed. 'Okay.'

Ed walked out the door.

Artemis wiped her tears. 'You see? Help me. Save me from those monsters.'

'Who's the Ed Sheeran dude?' I asked.

Artemis was about to answer when something forced me awake.