Chapter six
"So, did you get it?" Artemis asked Yolanda the second she stepped out the door.
"Of course I got it! What, do you think I have some 'Hungry God' in here?" The little ungrateful brat was trying Artemis's patience.
"Okay, good. Let's get to work." Artemis led the way to the western end of the National Mall, where the Washington Monument is located.
"Where did he go?" Yolanda didn't have the best eyes in the world, and she refused to wear glasses, or even contacts.
"Why, he's right up there. Past the barrier on the top." Artemis sometimes forgot that humans didn't share the same powers that she had.
"Oh. So, how're we going to get him down again?" Artemis was really started to get annoyed. She had explained the plan to Yolanda three times already.
"We're going to get Morgan down, convince him to help us, and get revenge on Dilbert." Artemis replied, exasperated.
"Oh. O-" Yolanda didn't have time to finish her sentence because right at that moment a sixty-ton semi came crashing down from atop the Washington Monument.
"Ahhhhh!" Artemis screamed as she pulled Yolanda and herself to the other side of the street. "Whew! That was close. We must be more careful."
"Yeah. I would say so." Artemis had never heard the tone of voice that Yolanda used when saying those words. It was half angry, half scared, with a bit of sarcasm mixed in. Artemis wished she could learn to speak like that. "So what are we going to do now?"
"I'm going get my brother, Apollo. He should be able to help us." Artemis, in truth, thought it up while she was saying it. She wasn't sure it was the best of plans, but she had to have something.
"Apollo. Hmm... nice names you two have." There was another tone of voice that Artemis wished she could imitate. Most of the time she came off sounding pessimistic, even when she wasn't. "How are you going to get a hold of him?"
"You'll see." Artemis closed her eyes, and concentrated on calling her brother. When she contacted him, and ensured he was coming, she turned back to Yolanda. "He'll be here soon.
"So, did you get it?" Artemis asked Yolanda the second she stepped out the door.
"Of course I got it! What, do you think I have some 'Hungry God' in here?" The little ungrateful brat was trying Artemis's patience.
"Okay, good. Let's get to work." Artemis led the way to the western end of the National Mall, where the Washington Monument is located.
"Where did he go?" Yolanda didn't have the best eyes in the world, and she refused to wear glasses, or even contacts.
"Why, he's right up there. Past the barrier on the top." Artemis sometimes forgot that humans didn't share the same powers that she had.
"Oh. So, how're we going to get him down again?" Artemis was really started to get annoyed. She had explained the plan to Yolanda three times already.
"We're going to get Morgan down, convince him to help us, and get revenge on Dilbert." Artemis replied, exasperated.
"Oh. O-" Yolanda didn't have time to finish her sentence because right at that moment a sixty-ton semi came crashing down from atop the Washington Monument.
"Ahhhhh!" Artemis screamed as she pulled Yolanda and herself to the other side of the street. "Whew! That was close. We must be more careful."
"Yeah. I would say so." Artemis had never heard the tone of voice that Yolanda used when saying those words. It was half angry, half scared, with a bit of sarcasm mixed in. Artemis wished she could learn to speak like that. "So what are we going to do now?"
"I'm going get my brother, Apollo. He should be able to help us." Artemis, in truth, thought it up while she was saying it. She wasn't sure it was the best of plans, but she had to have something.
"Apollo. Hmm... nice names you two have." There was another tone of voice that Artemis wished she could imitate. Most of the time she came off sounding pessimistic, even when she wasn't. "How are you going to get a hold of him?"
"You'll see." Artemis closed her eyes, and concentrated on calling her brother. When she contacted him, and ensured he was coming, she turned back to Yolanda. "He'll be here soon.