Title: Asunder
Part: 5/?
Author: Druid
Feedback: Yes, please! I can't improve if you don't tell me what needs working on at ardcypher5@yahoo.com or just hit the review button.
Pairing: A/J C/S
Category: Mpreg, Humor, Drama (and maybe a little angst thrown in there for good measure).
Website:
Archive: Sure, go for it! Just tell me where my errant child's being bundled off to.
Rating: PG to NC-17...whatever strikes my fancy.
Disclaimer: I DON'T own any of the characters. But, I DO lie awake at night plotting on how to rectify that very situation. :)
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The shouted questions and yelled threats were thunderous. Everyone in the room was clamoring loudly in an attempt to be the first heard and answered. Hades' recently sealed skull throbbed in tandem with his relatives' screams. As the pain in his head peaked, his own voice finally came to his rescue. With his trembling hands placed over his ears, the Lord of the Underworld screamed out in agony.
"QUIIIIEEEETTTT!" Black lightning flashed through the room, causing everyone to dive for cover and poor Bliss to wail in terror.
As the light show faded into nothingness, the other occupants of the room cautiously peeked out from their hiding places. Bliss was quieted again by Hera's soothing hands and voice, while everyone else eyed Hades warily. Ares, no longer sensing any high-level power usage from his uncle, eased his way to the injured god's side. Gently, he pulled Hades' hands from his ears so that he could be heard.
"We're sorry, Uncle" There was much frantic head-nodding at this point, "But...ummm...if you don't have their child, who does?" he asked while (don't even try to talk to him about this, he'll just deny it!) worriedly wringing his hands and biting his lip. Ares watched silently as Hades gave the matter some thought. For several minutes, with his brow furrowed and his gaze blank, Hades once again delved into himself in an attempt to answer his nephew. Just as he regained his awareness, someone else spoke.
"Grandmother!" squealed the Queen of the Gods, "Gaia knows everything that goes on! We should take the boys to see her!" she finished with much pride for having come up with a solution.
Over in his seat, the Lord of Asphodel glowered as his sister stole his thunder. Huffing, and in full pout-mode he made his feelings clear.
"That's what *I* was going to say if *SOMEONE* had kept her big scene- stealing mouth shut!" he whined with his arms crossed over his chest and his lip hanging ominously low.
The snickers wafting through the room probably weren't doing much good for his mood...or his pride.
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Meanwhile...back at the ranch (Well...not really, but I've always wanted to use that segue!)
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Gazing into her scrying mirror, the aging beauty chortled softly to her self.
"Took them long enough to think of the obvious," she mused good naturedly, "Foolish children."
Shaking her head in amusement, she banished the mirror with a thought as she busily began to tidy her earthen cottage. Thinking quickly, she remembered to feed her Venus Flytraps this time. She always considered it to be in bad taste when one's plants ate one's guests.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Part: 5/?
Author: Druid
Feedback: Yes, please! I can't improve if you don't tell me what needs working on at ardcypher5@yahoo.com or just hit the review button.
Pairing: A/J C/S
Category: Mpreg, Humor, Drama (and maybe a little angst thrown in there for good measure).
Website:
Archive: Sure, go for it! Just tell me where my errant child's being bundled off to.
Rating: PG to NC-17...whatever strikes my fancy.
Disclaimer: I DON'T own any of the characters. But, I DO lie awake at night plotting on how to rectify that very situation. :)
~*~*~*~*~*~
The shouted questions and yelled threats were thunderous. Everyone in the room was clamoring loudly in an attempt to be the first heard and answered. Hades' recently sealed skull throbbed in tandem with his relatives' screams. As the pain in his head peaked, his own voice finally came to his rescue. With his trembling hands placed over his ears, the Lord of the Underworld screamed out in agony.
"QUIIIIEEEETTTT!" Black lightning flashed through the room, causing everyone to dive for cover and poor Bliss to wail in terror.
As the light show faded into nothingness, the other occupants of the room cautiously peeked out from their hiding places. Bliss was quieted again by Hera's soothing hands and voice, while everyone else eyed Hades warily. Ares, no longer sensing any high-level power usage from his uncle, eased his way to the injured god's side. Gently, he pulled Hades' hands from his ears so that he could be heard.
"We're sorry, Uncle" There was much frantic head-nodding at this point, "But...ummm...if you don't have their child, who does?" he asked while (don't even try to talk to him about this, he'll just deny it!) worriedly wringing his hands and biting his lip. Ares watched silently as Hades gave the matter some thought. For several minutes, with his brow furrowed and his gaze blank, Hades once again delved into himself in an attempt to answer his nephew. Just as he regained his awareness, someone else spoke.
"Grandmother!" squealed the Queen of the Gods, "Gaia knows everything that goes on! We should take the boys to see her!" she finished with much pride for having come up with a solution.
Over in his seat, the Lord of Asphodel glowered as his sister stole his thunder. Huffing, and in full pout-mode he made his feelings clear.
"That's what *I* was going to say if *SOMEONE* had kept her big scene- stealing mouth shut!" he whined with his arms crossed over his chest and his lip hanging ominously low.
The snickers wafting through the room probably weren't doing much good for his mood...or his pride.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Meanwhile...back at the ranch (Well...not really, but I've always wanted to use that segue!)
~*~*~*~*~*~
Gazing into her scrying mirror, the aging beauty chortled softly to her self.
"Took them long enough to think of the obvious," she mused good naturedly, "Foolish children."
Shaking her head in amusement, she banished the mirror with a thought as she busily began to tidy her earthen cottage. Thinking quickly, she remembered to feed her Venus Flytraps this time. She always considered it to be in bad taste when one's plants ate one's guests.
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