So he tried. Night after night he came to her house with something in the hopes of catching her attention. At first he tried a more human approach. Maxing out his poor host's credit card he tried books, expensive food, games, jewelry. None of it worked, he'd be lucky if she looked at his gifts for a few moments before falling asleep.
Then he tried bringing interesting people. Authors and reporters who had been to all the corners of the earth, famous actors and celebrities, even ancient evil rulers brought up from Tartarus. She would have short conversations with them, which ranged from warning labels to literature, and she never even smiled, never mind looked interested.
Next he tried mythological things, items that current people thought of as fairy tales. He borrowed Cerberus from Hades for a night and brought it to her on three leashes. She petted it a few moments – and then yawned. He brought the Golden Apples that Hercules had tricked Atlas out of. She mentioned that fruit wasn't really her thing. He found the wings that had born Daedalus to safety over the ocean and discovered that they still worked. He brought them to Meredith telling her that she could fly. She sighed and explained that she didn't feel like it now, was afraid of heights, didn't like that much physical exertion, and was allergic to feathers all in one breath. She then went back to watching television. And despite all this Boredom kept trying, he never gave up.
Meanwhile War was not pleased. He had thought that Boredom would be tired of this human long ago, yet he was now doing chores for her! The rest of the world was still much too attentive for his tastes. He decided it was time to put an end of this. He called on his friend Random Natural Disasters, and asked him to give Boredom and Meredith a little warning.
The next day Boredom was returning a little earlier than usual. He had been borrowing Hades' helmet of invisibility, and the line into the Under World had been shorter than usual. So instead of coming in the evening he was there in time to meet Meredith on her way back from work. He swooped down eager to see her again. And then Random Natural Disasters intervened. Out of nowhere a meteorite fell to the ground. It was a pretty small as meteorites go, about the size four feet in diameter. And it didn't hit anyone or even anything in particular. It had landed in the middle of an empty highway, with a huge explosion. It wasn't supposed to have hurt anyone, it was simply meant as a warning. Boredom, Meredith, and everyone else nearby stared. And they continued staring. It had been so amazing, so beautiful, the explosion itself but also the meteorite as it flew through the air. It seemed more than just a dumb rock that fell from the sky ruining the asphalt and piping. It was amazing, and almost felt like an honor to the people who had seen it, as if it had graced their presence, making them worthy. Not to mention that everyone's life had flashed before their eyes, which is always pretty attention grabbing.
No one noticed the street light swinging from the impact of the crash. It fell, hitting Meredith. She crumpled to the floor, and no one seemed to care but Boredom, they were still too entranced by the meteorite. He screamed, and flung himself into the first person he saw, which happened to be an old lady who had been going to the grocery. He ran as fast as he could to her, and leaned over her taking her pulse. She was almost dead. He started to cry, and she opened her eyes. For the first time ever her eyes weren't full of indifference, but awe, fascination, and happiness. "It's ok." She whispered, somehow managing to talk although she was practically dead. "It was so interesting."
