A/N: I'm really sorry I haven't been posting anything lately. My school collected my Chromebook (for summer), which I write everything on. New chapters might now come once in a while.

Chapter Fourteen

I open my eyes, staring straight into Garrott and Mia's blank expressions. Garrott pulls me up and demands, "Talk."

Confused, I stare at him as if saying, What? Garrott stares deep into my eyes, never breaking his gaze. I shift uncomfortably, not sure how to react to the gorgeous ex-god. "Why are you here?" he asks.

Looking at Mia and him's intense but slightly anxious stares, I understand. "Ahem," I clear my throat. "I am here to solve a mystery that has been bugging many gods. I'm here to solve the mystery of the Mist."

"Why you?" Mia questions.

"Because I can see through both Greek and Egyptian's Mist," I reply. Her eyes grows as large as saucers, and she whispers, "The Egyptian gods exist?" I nod.

Garrott scrunches his eyes in thought. "I'm pretty sure the Norse and Roman gods exist."

"Oh yeah," I remember. "Hades was shifting between forms when I first met him. He was also Pluto. Do you have a Roman counterpart?" Garrott shrugs and says, "I've never thought about it. If Hephaestus has one, maybe I do to."

Garrott thinks about the Roman gods, slightly more violent and more disciplined. His brow furrows in concentration, and Mia and I gasp at his new look.

The Roman Garrott is taller, bulkier, and his dark hair is longer, now flowing past his shoulder. His posture improved, and one shoulder was covered in purple and gold robes. "Hello, I am Peter," he booms. Peter then shrinks back down to Garrott, who still wore the glittering robes.

"Hey, I did it!" he exclaims. I snicker at his ridiculous smile (which resembled a five-year-old getting cotton candy) and he fakes a frown. "Don't judge," he squeals in a obnoxiously high voice.

I playfully punch him. "Is that your imitation of a girl. Sexist," I scold. He sticks his tongue out and I laugh. We smile at each other, until an awkward silence fills the air. Garrott clears his throat and looks away.

"So, where are we going next?" Mia asks.

I say, uncomfortably, "I, um-"

"I have to reach my destination. Come on, we must go to the Garden of Hesperides," Garrott butts in. He does a (surprisingly accurate) griffon noise, and Cloud comes romping towards. Garrott summons in some more clouds, which he and Mia climb onto, and I ascend on Cloud.

"I'm sorry, Anubis," I whisper. "I'll have to do it later."