Hi, guys! Sorry it took so long. I've had some writer's block for a few days.

CHAPTER 21: NYX BUYS SOME NYQUIL

Nyx sat in the waiting room while she listened to Zeus and Hera arguing on the other side of the curtain.

"Oh, yeah?" Hera asked in a dangerously calm voice. "How many chicks did you knock up last week? And answer honestly!"

"Uh…" Zeus stammered. "Like…fifty-seven."

"WHAT?!" Hera yelled.

"Honey, how about you make yourself useful and go get our patient, hmm?"

Nyx watched as Nurse Hera walked out of the office. She looked pretty pissed about the fact that Zeus had slept with fifty-seven people over the course of one week.

Hera checked her clipboard. "Nyx?"

"Right here, Queen Hera!"

"That's Nurse Queen Hera to you, young lady," Hera snapped. "Dr. Zeus is ready for you now."

Hera led Nyx into the office, where Zeus was sitting by the dental chair, texting someone on his phone.

"Have a seat while I deal with my fool of a husband," Hera told Nyx.

Nyx sat in the chair and Hera put the napkin around her neck. Then Hera went over to Zeus and took out a paper red A, which she placed on the sky god's lab coat.

Zeus looked up from his phone. "Do you mind, queenie? I'm texting Maia."

"I'm done," said Hera. "Check your lab coat, husband."

Zeus looked at his lab coat. "You think I'm awesome?"

"What? What are you talking about?"

"The A stands for awesome, right?" Zeus said, putting his phone in his pocket and putting some gloves on.

"No, you idiot!" Hera screamed at him. "It stands for ass!"

"I'm gonna tell Rhea you were mean to me," Zeus said, pouting like a little kid. "Hi, Nyx. Hera, give me her chart."

Hera reluctantly handed over Nyx's chart. Zeus looked it over. "So…we'll be pulling out teeth numbers—"

"Does it really matter?" Hera grumbled from her seat.

Zeus looked at his wife. "You see that thing that sucks up your spit?"

Hera nodded.

"Turn it on and put it in your nose."

Hera took the vacuum and stuck it in her nose.

"Good," said Zeus. "Now, queenie, do you see that water squirting thingy? With that, Hera, I want you to spray that in your mouth until you're slobbering water, then I want you to stick the vacuum in there and suck it up."

Once Hera did that, Zeus looked at Nyx. "Just some entertainment before we numb you." He turned to Hera. "You got the stuff?"

"Huh?"

"The topical. Fork it over."

Hera handed Zeus four swabs which he stuck in Nyx's mouth. Then he injected her with the Novocain.

While they waited for Nyx to become completely numb, Hera rounded on Zeus. "What would you like for dinner, my husband?"

Zeus pouted again. "Hera, can we have French fries?"

"NO!" Hera yelled. "Hebe has to get hers pulled tomorrow, and if we have fries for dinner, she'll be very upset."

"Why?" Zeus asked her.

"Zeus!" Hera yelled. "Rhea told her not to eat a whole lot before the procedure!"

"Hera," said Zeus calmly, "the procedure's in the afternoon and we'll give her lunch beforehand. She's going to be awake. She'll be fine." Then his face darkened. "Are you taking her?"

"Yes," said Hera, just as darkly.

"Hey!" Nyx drooled. "I'm still here!"

"Oh, yeah…" said the two deities.

Zeus picked up some forceps, ripped Nyx's teeth out, and put them in a bag. "Here you go, Nyx. Here's your souvenir! And here's your prescription." He handed Nyx a piece of paper.

Hera handed Nyx some water, and Nyx was on her way.

Nyx headed down the road to Apollo's Pharmacy of Drugs. Nyx bit down on her gauze and walked inside. She wasn't high or anything, because Hera didn't give her any laughing gas. But she was still numb, so she slobbered every three seconds.

"Hey, Nyx!" Apollo called from the counter. "Here for a prescription?"

"Uh-huh," said Nyx.

While Apollo was looking for her meds, Nyx ran off into the cold aisle. There, she found a bottle of NyQuil and uncapped it. It smelled so wonderful, like grapes and stuff. Nyx put the cap back on and headed for Apollo's desk.

"Can I get this, too?" she slobbered all over the counter.

"Uh…sure," Apollo said.

Nyx paid for the drugs and went back to her palace. After she'd taken the amount of pills prescribed for her extraction, she looked at the bottle of NyQuil. But before she could get the urge to take some so she'd fall asleep and not have to worry about her pain, she put it in her medicine cabinet, and went to the couch to watch a terrible movie.

PS – Don't do drugs!