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A/N: Sorry the last chapter was so confusing. This one should help explain. But you must know some basic the history of the Greek gods, as well as some knowledge of The Trojan War, as well as the powers of Aphrodite's girdle and about the thing between Ares and Aphrodite-if you know what I mean. Wink, wink- I mean, she is the goddess of love! But if you pay attention you might be able to pick up most of the info you need. Thanks to Remy, Tatianna, Contessa, and Aryante for reviewing. You guys are the best! Sorry there are so many A/N's. Sorry this A/N is so long. Sorry for all the spelling mistakes. Sorry I keep apologizing. Sorry- oh, nevermind.

P.S.- Another A/N. () Okay, the last chapter wasn't very funny, so I've decided to move it back under the "General" section instead of "Humor" section. I will still try to make it funny, but I'm not very good at it! A question for all you loyal readers out there- Should Athena keep speaking Old English in her own freaky way or is it too annoying? Please review and tell me what you think!

Chapter 2: To win a god's heart-

Aphrodite is sitting inside her room, looking franticly for something. Finally she pulls out an old paper sack.

Aphrodite: Yes! I found it!

Hera, who is sitting across the room, looks on in disgust.

Hera: EEEWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!! I cannot believe you just touched that! Who knows who has stuck there face in that! You can just see all that nasty gaudy makeup in there! Yuck!

Aphrodite: As a matter of fact, I'M the one who put MY face in there! That nasty gaudy makeup is mine! I'm so hideous, I have to wear that much makeup just look even remotely like what I'm supposed too!

Athena: Why the heck would you put your face in thateth? I thought you were supposed to be the pretty one-eth! And if you're so ugly, what does that make me-eth? Gulp-eth. How can I ever carry out my plan if I'm so hideouseth? AAAAHHHHHHH-eth!!!!!!!!!!! Begins to wail and again throws herself on the ground-again

Hera: rolls her eyes Ughh, you are SO pathetic! And its not like the author of this pathetic excuse of a fan fic is actually going by the story or anything! Hey, what do you mean, "carry out my plan"?

Athena: Oh, nothing-eth. another evil grin

Hera: Mmmmhhhhhhmmmm. Oh well. I've learned a long time ago not to mess with other people's business, so I'll just let you get in trouble. I like doing that! MWA, MWA, MWAHAHAHAHA!!!

Hera swept out of the room laughing evilly (that was definitely her born talent), and Aphrodite continued in her business of hiding herself from the world with that age-old trick of tying a sweatshirt around the waist of your toga (hey, they call it an age-old trick for a reason). Athena then headed over to her house where she began to draw out the details of her plan. Just then she realized something. To carry out her plan, she would need some real help. She would need gulp Aphrodite.

The next day

Aphrodite: You need me to do WHAT?!?!?!?

Athena: Shhh!!! He'll hear you!

Aphrodite: No he won't! He's busy attacking that fly, and you know good and well that when he's attacking a fly, NOTHING can disturb him.

Athena: Well, that's true. But please, I NEED you. You just HAVE to do this for me. PLEEEASE????????

Aphrodite: Why would I trust you with my girdle when I distinctly remember you trying to kill me on that battlefield back in the Trojan War?

Athena: I did not try to kill you! If I had tried, I would have succeeded, and you know I would. I simply tried to help you learn your place, and that is not on the battlefield. And it was your fault that you were rooting for those dumb Trojans. Especially that Aeneas you liked so much. snickers

Aphrodite: Hey!

Athena: Come on, Aphrodite. PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZZEEE???????????????????????

Aphrodite: All right, all right. But if it backfires on you, you can't blame me. Alright? Don't you remember the-um- thing between him and me?

Athena: annoyed You don't have to rub it in. But thank you so much, Aphrodite. You have no idea what this means to me.

Aphrodite: Oh, trust me. I think I do. I'm the goddess of love. Remember?

Athena: sheepishly Oh yeah.

Aphrodite: Hey, you haven't been speaking in Old English! Whats up with that?

Athena: Oh, uh, um, I, uh, I gotta go-eth. Bye!

Aphrodite: Yeah, sure. Bye.

Later

Athena is walking along in her new dress; a beautiful red and blue with royal purple sashes. But it is what was underneath that counted- Aphrodite's girdle- the very maker of love.

Ares is seen on the sign of the road sharpening his sword.

Athena suddenly uses a very strange voice; not exactly like her regular more deep voice, but one more like the beautiful Aphrodite's, sounding soft and smooth.

Athena: Come to me, Ares.

Athena began to walk to him, and Ares looked really freaked out and backed up as far as he could until he bumped into a tree.

Ares: Whoa, hold on- um, are you okay- I mean I could see you being attracted to me- smiles then shakes his head and gets scared again- but what's up with the whole dress?

Just then Athena turned her leg just slightly to reveal a red and gold girdle (sorry all, I didn't know what the real colors were but I wanted to make it pretty ) wrapped very of tightly around her leg (Aphrodite was much thinner than Athena, Athena had been working in the gym lately and built herself quite a muscular build; fine for the battlefield, but not for "just too small" kind of clothes).

Athena then whipped off the girdle (hey, this is my fan fic, and I can make it as stupid as I want it! Oh, sorry- I get kind off protective of my freakishly creative imagination's inventions- and I love to use big words too! ) and held it high into the air. It blazed furiously and that cheesy music that movies play when something strange is happening could be heard in the near background. She then said some words in Greek and lowered it until it was right in front of both Ares and Athena's face. It was blazing all the more furiously with each passing moment, and Ares covered his eyes to shield them from the light. Athena began to speak again, still in Greek.

Athena: "blah blah blah blah blah"

Ares was suddenly thrown back onto the ground and knocked unconscious. The girdle had stopped glowing and Athena snapped out of her trance. She backed up slowly from Ares' motionless body, then realizing what she had done, she turned and fled down the street.