Disclaimer: "My" Ares is based on how Kevin Smith played him in the Xena and Hercules series.
Dedication: To Kevin Smith - You will be missed
Pictures that go with this story can be find at http://www.mehlaa.50megs.com/ares/minitempeleng.htm
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~*~ Mom meets Ares ~*~
"Okay... That's it!" The room is filled with Ares' thundering voice. "I have been patient. I wanted to wait until you were alone. This place is like a Inn." All the time Ares is grumbling I am watching my mothers face. She is standing in shock, looking at the tall god. I am amazed. "She can see you." I tell Ares. First he looks at my mom then he looks at me. "So? I can do what I want!" he growls. "And now I want to look at my offerings!"
He turns around to look at all the thing that are standing on top of my cabinet. A little copper bowl with tiny stones in it caught his eye. He picks up the bowl and shows it to me. "Oh," I say. "Nel gave that to you. Pretty eh?" I notice that his mood is improving. "Hmmmm," he says. Then he looks at the treasure chest and the new jewels that lay in it. "Truus sent those for you," I say. Ares nods his head. "I also started at the wall paintings," I continue. "That's nice," is his only answer.
My mom still hasn't spoken a word. Ares grins. "Not very talkative that mother of yours?" I watch my mom. "You didn't put a spell on her, did you?" I ask Ares. "No," he says quasi insulted. "I would never do something like that! Why?" He takes a step closer to my mom. "Well," I start. "Usually she isn't that quiet." He starts laughing. "Women react to me like that often." He disappears before I can say a thing.
"Maybe it is better if you sit down for a second, mom!" I say. "He isn't always in a bad mood like this." I try excuse Ares' behavior. "He is kind of full of himself, isn't he?" My mother says. Silently I shake my head. "I did hear that!!!!" Ares' voice rolls around the room. "I suspected he wasn't quite gone jet," I tell my mom. Quietly my mother shakes her heat and returns to her fimo.
Dedication: To Kevin Smith - You will be missed
Pictures that go with this story can be find at http://www.mehlaa.50megs.com/ares/minitempeleng.htm
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~*~ Mom meets Ares ~*~
"Okay... That's it!" The room is filled with Ares' thundering voice. "I have been patient. I wanted to wait until you were alone. This place is like a Inn." All the time Ares is grumbling I am watching my mothers face. She is standing in shock, looking at the tall god. I am amazed. "She can see you." I tell Ares. First he looks at my mom then he looks at me. "So? I can do what I want!" he growls. "And now I want to look at my offerings!"
He turns around to look at all the thing that are standing on top of my cabinet. A little copper bowl with tiny stones in it caught his eye. He picks up the bowl and shows it to me. "Oh," I say. "Nel gave that to you. Pretty eh?" I notice that his mood is improving. "Hmmmm," he says. Then he looks at the treasure chest and the new jewels that lay in it. "Truus sent those for you," I say. Ares nods his head. "I also started at the wall paintings," I continue. "That's nice," is his only answer.
My mom still hasn't spoken a word. Ares grins. "Not very talkative that mother of yours?" I watch my mom. "You didn't put a spell on her, did you?" I ask Ares. "No," he says quasi insulted. "I would never do something like that! Why?" He takes a step closer to my mom. "Well," I start. "Usually she isn't that quiet." He starts laughing. "Women react to me like that often." He disappears before I can say a thing.
"Maybe it is better if you sit down for a second, mom!" I say. "He isn't always in a bad mood like this." I try excuse Ares' behavior. "He is kind of full of himself, isn't he?" My mother says. Silently I shake my head. "I did hear that!!!!" Ares' voice rolls around the room. "I suspected he wasn't quite gone jet," I tell my mom. Quietly my mother shakes her heat and returns to her fimo.