LK: thank you to all of my faithful reviewers, and the only suggestion for
an entry line that I got was "people hey." (?!) Anywayz, moving on. Thanx
for the suggestion, Meg, but I like mine better. Ok, I had a really bad
day today, so this might be a little weird... yeah. But, the show must go
on, and I have all of you unfortunate people who actually read the trash
that drips off my fingers, the stories, grammar, and spelling that would
cause my poor English teacher to die of fright. (I swear, he's Gannendork
reincarnated!) Ahem, for all you Zelda fans...
Disclaimer: no brainer. Most of you write these yourselves, SO WHY SHOULD I HAVE TO WRITE THEM WHEN YOU CAN FIGURE IT OUT YOURSELF! (Don't you just love those days that you just hate... wait... but... aw, nevermind.)
To you normal people that don't go to my school, this might just go whoosh, right over your head. Don't get mad, get glad, and be patient.
Chapter Eight: Let's Flush Things Out. (This is a popular saying among the teachers @ WCA, particularly eighth grade ones, and it drives me INSANE!)
~ Flashback ~
"What is your name?"
"Sarras, sir."
"What is your quest?"
"To inherit my rights as a goddess, sir."
"What is your favorite color?"
"Umm, I guess, blue. No, pink! Ah!"
"Calm down, this is just a test to see your reaction time."
"Oh, well- then- I guess- red."
"Ahem, moving on." The head god lost his cool for the first time in the interview. Well, he's not doing so well, is he? Mawat thought to himself. Mithros should be able to see that she was just playing with him... right?
Mithros pulled his sister, the Mother Goddess aside and began whispering to her. Sarras changed her ears into cat ears so that she could hear what they were saying. "What should I do, sister?"
"Well, I don't know! I normally deal with mature females, not children." Sarras almost snorted in indignation at that last comment, but then decided not to, because it was 'not lady-like.'
"well, if we give her what she wants, can we send her away? Wait, I've got it! Ahem, child, come here." He spoke the last phrase out loud and Sarras quickly got rid of her cat ears before obeying. "On what basis are you claiming divinity, child?"
"Well, you see sir, my grandmother is the Green Lady, and my grandfather is the Hunter God, (A/N can I have a name, ppl?) and you offered divinity to my mother, but she didn't accept it, and I thought that maybe since she didn't accept it and then I could be..."
"Alright! You can be a goddess on two conditions. One, SHUT UP, you prattling child. And no, don't pout, I know that you're not really offended. I can do that, you know. Two, you must stay up in the immortal realms at all times, even during the equinoxes. Do we have a deal?" Mithros was very proud of himself. He thought he had the child just where he wanted her... and boy was he wrong.
"Yes, sir. We have a deal."
"Good. Now, go off and ... and... do whatever it is that teenagers do these days."
"Yes sir." Sarras smiled that disarming smile that Mawat knew sooo well... he shivered. It was not a welcome smile in his likings.
*outside the temple... courtyard... thing that Mithros lives in... *
"Heh, heh, heh... that Mithros doesn't know what he just got himself into..."
"SARRAS?! What are you doing here?!"
"Shoot. Um, nothing, grandma... ? ^_^"
The Green Lady scowled as she noticed that I-look-WAY-too-innocent smile on Sarras' face. "answer my question, Sarras."
Sarras sighed. "do you promise not to faint?"
"no. NO. You did NOT just ask Mithros to grant you divinity..." Sarras meekly shook her head. "that's it, young lady, cummon, BACK into the temple, go on..."
"Dang. Your grandma never lets you have any fun, Sar!"
Sarras muttered "Shut up." At the same time, her grandmother said "I heard that, young man!"
*INSIDE the temple... thing... again.*
"MITHROS!"
Mithros nearly jumped out of his seat as he was awakened from peaceful slumber. "yes, Milady?!"
"DO YOU KNOW THAT YOU HAVE PUT ALL OF THE IMMORTAL REALMS IN HORRIBLE PERIL BY ALLOWING MY GRANDDAUGHTER TO BECOME A GODDESS?!?!!?"
"um, no?"
"WELL, YOU SHOULD, AT YOUR AGE! NOW, UNDO YOUR MISTAKE!"
"um, Milady, that's impossible..."
"Very goo- WHAT?!"
"um, I can't take divinity away. You see, um, it's permanent." The Green Lady fumed as Mithros sweated under her ferocious gaze... "but I _can_ banish them, milady, if that will help..."
"Well! I never! I SUPPOSE that would help... a little..."
"Will anything fix the problem Milady?"
"Nothing can fix it completely. You said so yourself." Mithros began to sputter and shake, but she said firmly, "well, if that's the best you can do, that's the best you can do."
And she walked out of the temple with a "HMPH!" she escorted her oldest grandchild to the end of the Immortal realms and sternly said, "now, I don't want to see, hear, or even think of you until the equinox, ya hear?!"
The picture of teenage innocence (A/N what an oxymoron!) "Yes, grandma." Then, the two smirked and winked at each other before Sarras grabbed poor, confused Mawat's hand and jumped off of the Immortal realms with a loud "WEEEEE!"
Disclaimer: no brainer. Most of you write these yourselves, SO WHY SHOULD I HAVE TO WRITE THEM WHEN YOU CAN FIGURE IT OUT YOURSELF! (Don't you just love those days that you just hate... wait... but... aw, nevermind.)
To you normal people that don't go to my school, this might just go whoosh, right over your head. Don't get mad, get glad, and be patient.
Chapter Eight: Let's Flush Things Out. (This is a popular saying among the teachers @ WCA, particularly eighth grade ones, and it drives me INSANE!)
~ Flashback ~
"What is your name?"
"Sarras, sir."
"What is your quest?"
"To inherit my rights as a goddess, sir."
"What is your favorite color?"
"Umm, I guess, blue. No, pink! Ah!"
"Calm down, this is just a test to see your reaction time."
"Oh, well- then- I guess- red."
"Ahem, moving on." The head god lost his cool for the first time in the interview. Well, he's not doing so well, is he? Mawat thought to himself. Mithros should be able to see that she was just playing with him... right?
Mithros pulled his sister, the Mother Goddess aside and began whispering to her. Sarras changed her ears into cat ears so that she could hear what they were saying. "What should I do, sister?"
"Well, I don't know! I normally deal with mature females, not children." Sarras almost snorted in indignation at that last comment, but then decided not to, because it was 'not lady-like.'
"well, if we give her what she wants, can we send her away? Wait, I've got it! Ahem, child, come here." He spoke the last phrase out loud and Sarras quickly got rid of her cat ears before obeying. "On what basis are you claiming divinity, child?"
"Well, you see sir, my grandmother is the Green Lady, and my grandfather is the Hunter God, (A/N can I have a name, ppl?) and you offered divinity to my mother, but she didn't accept it, and I thought that maybe since she didn't accept it and then I could be..."
"Alright! You can be a goddess on two conditions. One, SHUT UP, you prattling child. And no, don't pout, I know that you're not really offended. I can do that, you know. Two, you must stay up in the immortal realms at all times, even during the equinoxes. Do we have a deal?" Mithros was very proud of himself. He thought he had the child just where he wanted her... and boy was he wrong.
"Yes, sir. We have a deal."
"Good. Now, go off and ... and... do whatever it is that teenagers do these days."
"Yes sir." Sarras smiled that disarming smile that Mawat knew sooo well... he shivered. It was not a welcome smile in his likings.
*outside the temple... courtyard... thing that Mithros lives in... *
"Heh, heh, heh... that Mithros doesn't know what he just got himself into..."
"SARRAS?! What are you doing here?!"
"Shoot. Um, nothing, grandma... ? ^_^"
The Green Lady scowled as she noticed that I-look-WAY-too-innocent smile on Sarras' face. "answer my question, Sarras."
Sarras sighed. "do you promise not to faint?"
"no. NO. You did NOT just ask Mithros to grant you divinity..." Sarras meekly shook her head. "that's it, young lady, cummon, BACK into the temple, go on..."
"Dang. Your grandma never lets you have any fun, Sar!"
Sarras muttered "Shut up." At the same time, her grandmother said "I heard that, young man!"
*INSIDE the temple... thing... again.*
"MITHROS!"
Mithros nearly jumped out of his seat as he was awakened from peaceful slumber. "yes, Milady?!"
"DO YOU KNOW THAT YOU HAVE PUT ALL OF THE IMMORTAL REALMS IN HORRIBLE PERIL BY ALLOWING MY GRANDDAUGHTER TO BECOME A GODDESS?!?!!?"
"um, no?"
"WELL, YOU SHOULD, AT YOUR AGE! NOW, UNDO YOUR MISTAKE!"
"um, Milady, that's impossible..."
"Very goo- WHAT?!"
"um, I can't take divinity away. You see, um, it's permanent." The Green Lady fumed as Mithros sweated under her ferocious gaze... "but I _can_ banish them, milady, if that will help..."
"Well! I never! I SUPPOSE that would help... a little..."
"Will anything fix the problem Milady?"
"Nothing can fix it completely. You said so yourself." Mithros began to sputter and shake, but she said firmly, "well, if that's the best you can do, that's the best you can do."
And she walked out of the temple with a "HMPH!" she escorted her oldest grandchild to the end of the Immortal realms and sternly said, "now, I don't want to see, hear, or even think of you until the equinox, ya hear?!"
The picture of teenage innocence (A/N what an oxymoron!) "Yes, grandma." Then, the two smirked and winked at each other before Sarras grabbed poor, confused Mawat's hand and jumped off of the Immortal realms with a loud "WEEEEE!"