A/N: Oh my goodness. I'm so touched. Thank you so much sugar stars, the odd bird, and uh, stink face. I'm very happy that you're enjoying my humble offerings to this fandom. I always like thanking my first reviewers since you're the ones who first took interest in my work. I'll be sure to keep this story on a roll for the remainder of July as I expect it to be just over twenty or so chapters. Since you commented on my Narcissism story stink face (And yes it is very hard to spell. Don't feel bad; I'd be legally retarded if it weren't for spell check) I'm defiantly going to continue so don't worry your pretty little stinky head about it. Oh, concerning my situation that I would guess none of you are aware of. I'm a guest writer. I borrow my friend's account so only about half of the stories listed are mine. Our style is very different so you should be able to pick it up. And what was with that comment about Atlanta? How is she horny?

" So…are you, uh, feeling better Theresa?"

The red headed young woman nodded, looking a little confused as to why four out of her five male friends were looking at her strangely.

"F-fine thanks"

She saw Jay blush darkly as he leaned forward, letting his light brown bangs fall in front of his face. The black haired Odie shifted his position on the couch were the group, minus Atlanta and Neil, were sitting.

" Would you like some tea or something? The kettle just boiled"

She nodded a silent 'no thank you' and pushed her eyebrows together. They were all acting so…strange, considerate, but strange. She had to admit that it was nice. She never really felt that she fit the princess personality, which greatly clashed, with her lifestyle; her father being head of god knows how many companies and export businesses. The little time she spent at home was usually in front of the television, her game console, or just away from her father in general. Still, having four boys asking how you felt and if you wanted some tea every five minutes wasn't all that bad.

" Hey…I'm heading to the kitchen. Can I get you anything Theresa?"

Archie had just rounded the corner clad in his workout ensemble complete with water bottle in hand and sweaty gym towel around his neck. She frowned once again, opening her mouth to ask what exactly was going on.

" My god, she just has her period! You guys are acting like she's had an aneurysm!"

Neil and Atlanta entered, a bag in each of their hands, both of them looking exhausted. The blonde haired boy looked at Theresa as she gasped, blushed, and dug her face into a pillow. Atlanta giggled, plopping down next to her friend.

" Calm down. What are you so embarrassed about? All girls have to deal with this, we might as well be casual about it"

She pet Theresa's head as a set of big eyes came into view from under the pillow. A crimson blush came into view on her friends face, knowing all too well that it wasn't that she was embarrassed to talk about this kind of thing in public or around the others, it was the fact that Jay was there. A sudden voice was heard, echoing throughout the room were the group was situated.

" Children. Please be seated. I wish to have talk with you"

Archie and Neil sat, silencing themselves as Hera walked gracefully down the small flight of stairs and into full view.

" It seems that we are going to be playing hostess to a visitor this week"

Hera turned again, facing the entire group and forcing a smile. Jay was the first to speak.

" Visitor?"

The grey haired goddess nodded slowly.

" Yes. Ishtar will be staying with us, She has business with Aphrodite"

The group began to murmur in-between looks of confusion. Jay looked at his friends and then to Hera. The room was empty, save his six other friends. He sighed to himself, cursing his mentor's secrecy and elusiveness.

" Who the hell is Ishtar?"

Neil proved himself, once again, to be the bluntest of the group. Odie reached to the low wooden table that sat in the middle of the room, placing his laptop on the arm of the large sofa like loveseat he was resting on. His hands flew across the keyboard, and he began to read.

" Ishtar. Ishtar was in love with the Gilamesh, the king of southern Mesopotamia. The goddess wooed him with false promises of a golden, jewelled chariot, pulled by storm demons, the constant fragrance of cedar, and tributes from all the kings of earth, and twins and triplets born to all of his goats and sheep. Gilamesh refused. However, instead of a simple 'no', he instead listed the ways she had abused previous lovers.

The blonde haired Neil flinched.

" Oh, harsh"

Archie frowned, leaning on the couch.

" Hell hath no fury like a woman's scorn"

Odie clicked on the mouse furiously as he began to read again.

" The legend is long…it goes on to talk about how she released a sacred creature to kill Gilamesh an-"

Jay, who raised his hand to silence him, cut him short.

" The legend's great and all Odie, but who the heck is this Ishtar woman?"

The black haired boy used his index finger to scroll down, clicking a few more times before a blush became very apparent on his face. He coughed turned the computer to his friends, who were now huddled at the other end of the table. Jay began to read aloud, his eyes flowing the script on the screen.

" Ishtar, the goddess of sexual love and fertility"

A/N: Sorry about the long A/N up there. I felt that I needed to properly thank everybody. -