Chapter 2
A/N: Hello again! I know that you're all sooooo glad to see me-
Sadie: not.
Ginger: shut up, Sadie. Anyway, I love all your reviews. Thank you to those who reviewed! Please continue to do so! Again, this is really OOC. And also, my POV.
"God of the color red. God of the desert. God of evil. God of infertility. Very mean guy. All these attributes and more belong to you… Set."
I turned the light on. I was in for the biggest shock of my life… so far.
Set, god of evil, was wearing a white Elvis disco suit.
"Oh my freaking gods, why are you wearing a disco suit?" I burst out.
Set looked at me. "Because I like disco. Is that a problem?"
"Yes. It is. Mojo!" I called. My black-and-white cat leaped onto my bed. I started stroking her, trying to go for the evil look. However, that failed. I'm too nice to be evil.
Set glared at me. "Also, you forgot: I'm the god of disco."
I stared up at my fan. "Awkwardness on your part. Aren't you wondering who I am?"
He shook his head no. "I'm happy not knowing your name. You're creepy enough as it is."
I shrugged. "Too bad. I'm going to tell you anyway. I am Emily, self-trained magician, wizard-"
I was cut off as Set interrupted me. "Wizard? Don't you mean witch?"
I glared at him, giving him my best I'm-watching-you look. He started giggling at this. "Yes, I mean witch, but I mean, come on. Who calls themselves a witch?"
"You do."
"Shut up!" I slapped him. "And demigod." I finished.
"So… why do you have a cat? Bast, is that you?" He peered into Mojo's eyes. She hissed at him and unsheathed her claws.
"Mojo," I warned. I turned towards Set. "Mojo is not Bast. You will back away unless you want your face painfully rearranged."
Set backed away from Mojo. "Are you going to do to me what you did to that little Kane girl?" He questioned suspiciously.
I laughed, and he shivered. "No, no. Nothing like that. I simply wanted to play you a couple of songs, and write down your reactions to them."
He nodded, and I put my iPod on the first song.
To my great misfortune, he started singing along to the song I had put on: Stayin' Alive.
"Well you can tell by the way I use my walk
I'm a woman's man, no time to talk." With that he started disco dancing. I paused the song before I was scarred any further.
"Okay." I shivered. "Remind me to never do that again. Next song." I put on a song my cousin was in love with, a song I had borrowed from her iPod.
Baby, by Justin Beiber.
Set cowered in horror. "Make it stop," he whimpered. I paused it, and he sighed with visible relief. "You know that Horus listens to that?" He questioned. I shook my head no and wrote down his reaction to both songs in the same notebook I had used for Sadie.
"Last song." I put on Mine by Taylor Swift.
He started humming along, and then singing along. I paused it, very extremely shocked. He didn't have a half bad voice- even if it was a falsetto.
He looked at me as if to say, please put it back on.
Mojo hissed at him.
Set looked taken aback. "Bast, it really is you!" He exclaimed.
I drew my staff and pointed it at his throat. "I will tie you up, freeze you, and send you into the Duat if you don't stop claiming that my cat is Bast."
He shrugged. "Fine."
I wrote down his reaction to the last song. "Now, off with you."
He left my room, and I heard him singing more of Stayin' Alive. "I, I, I, I'm stayin' alive, staying alive. I, I, I, I'm stayin' aliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiive!"
"GET OUT!" I screamed.
Set looked hurt, but he disappeared.
I sighed in relief and took my notebook downstairs. I booted up the computer and started typing. "Another chapter in my series of kidnappings."
A/N: Yes, it might not have been as long as the first. But it's Set. He's short and chaotic.
Sadie: O.o
Ginger: oh, shut up. Not tallness short, I mean- oh whatever. Please put the words 'lackadaisical potato' in your review if you read this.
Sadie: I AM GOING TO HAVE A CEREAL WAR WITH YOU!
Ginger: also please tell who you think will win the cereal war.
