Okay, everyone! Good news! I have decided to do MORE MEDICAL PROCEDURES THAT'LL ACTUALLY GET THE GODS HIGH AND MAYBE DEMIGODS, TOO! Never fear, this story is still goin'!

So here's the plan: Icy will still be doing wisdom teeth procedures/other dental stuff BUT will also put in some other medical procedures. You know the drill…colonoscopies for one thing. If you don't know what a colonoscopy is, a doctor sticks a camera up your butt. Speaking of which, guess who our first victim is? If you guess correctly, you'll get a cookie!

Okay, so here we go with another explanation chapter that will probably suck! Enjoy!

CHAPTER 65: WE'RE EXPANDING!

As usual, Zeus picked the worst time EVER to call a Council meeting. All the gods were sound asleep when the big guy rang this random bell he had to signal a meeting. All the gods filed into the throne room, dragging their kids with them.

"Mommy, I'm sleepy," Hebe whined.

"I know, honey," Hera told her daughter. "Daddy's being an ass and decided to do this early-morning-meeting thing again."

"SHUT THE HELL UP!" Zeus yelled to the gods. "I HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT!"

Demeter glared at her brother. "Fructus needs his fruit-god rest, Zeus. Please hurry this along."

"Demeter, I hate you," Zeus said.

"Seconded," Hades said from his creeper position on the floor.

"Now…to business," said Zeus. "It has come to my attention that the surgeries and procedures in the Olympus Medical Center are going rather well. And so, because they are going so well, I have discussed the option of expanding the place with Hephaestus, who said it would be a good idea. And I did it because mortal doctors are so damn expensive and we're gods, which means we shouldn't have to pay people to examine us…APHRODITE, STOP SMIRKING AT ME!"

Aphrodite's mind was in dirty-mode so that's why she was smirking at the sky god.

"Anyway," said Zeus, "is everyone cool with expanding and doing other medical procedures? We kinda already expanded so you guys don't really have a say in it."

The gods grunted in approval.

"Good," Zeus mumbled. "Now let's assign positions! Hestia, since you don't have a life, how about you be the receptionist?"

"What do I do, Lord Zeus?" Hestia asked.

"You, my beautiful goddess of the hearth, shall answer the phone and remind people of their appointments!"

"Um…are you hitting on me, Lord Zeus?"

"Ew! No!"

"Lord Zeus, I already have a job at Ms. Hecate's Academy. I'm the nurse there."

"Well, seeing as that hellhole has a pathetic amount of children attending there, you don't need to be in that office all day, do you?"

Hestia knew she couldn't argue with the king, so she just shrugged and accepted her position.

"Okay," said Zeus. "Back there is the entrance to the center. And that's where you'll wait and bother Hestia. After she checks you in, you'll sit on your butt and wait till your name is called. After that, you'll be in the presence of a doctor and a nurse and you'll be tortured for…well…until your appointment ends. Questions? Yes, Aphrodite?"

"Can I be the gynecologist?"

"No!" all the gods yelled.

Aphrodite squealed, cried, and threw a grown-up temper tantrum and ran out of the Throne Room.

Ares and Hephaestus shared a glance, then they both rolled their eyes.

Zeus snapped his fingers and Hestia's clothes changed. She was now wearing a nurse's uniform.

"Good," said Zeus. "Now that you're dressed for your position, get to it!"

Hestia started shaking like a leaf, but headed into the medical center. As soon as she got inside, the phone rang. "Hello, Olympus Medical Center, how may I help you?"

"Does the phone work?" asked Zeus.

"Yes, Lord Zeus, the phone works."

"Good! Okay, bye!"

Hestia hung up the phone, thinking this was going to be a bad experience for her.

Suddenly the phone rang again.

"Hello, I'm calling to schedule an appointment," said a deep voice.

"Absolutely," said Hestia. "What's going on?"

"I've been having some stomach issues and the pain really sucks. And I'm wondering if you could get me in tomorrow."

"I'll get you in today—"

"Ooh…sorry, can't today. Lots of souls to torture. Tomorrow will be fine."

"Okay," said Hestia. "Your appointment is at noon. Can I have your name?"

"My identity is a secret," the man replied.

"Sir?"

"Dammit, woman! I said my identity is a freakin' secret!"

"So what should I write in the NAME box?"

"Write down CREEPYSTALKER666. That's what all my video game friends call me. Well, it would be what they'd call me if I had any video game friends," the guy said. "So I'll see you tomorrow at noon."

I know it was really short. I'm really sick, though, and I promise the next one will be longer. Unfortunately, the last term of school starts up tomorrow, but I shouldn't have too much homework the first week back.