Xitan22: *derp face* ...I couldn't help it. THAT little moment was the closest thing I've come to any kind of sexual interaction. And it wasn't even me who was experiencing it! *sigh* Hehe, and I truly can't say "thank you" enough for all your encouragement you've given me. You're such a sweet-heart!
leentjeAL: YAY! I can't wait to read your next chapter! Please post it soon, you're killing me with the suspense! XD And again, thank you! *huggles*
Laughs4life: Yeah, I didn't know the apple tossing thing either until I started reading some of the "Hercules" fan-fictions. It's kinda cute. Haha, I think you're right about them loving fruits as well. XD Olives, pomegranates, apples, etc. o.O And yeah...Meg's a lucky girl! I can honestly say that I want a guy like Herc one day. But I'm happy being single as well. *holds cat while eating ice-cream* I hope ya had a wonderful birthday, and it was my pleasure recommending you're stories. They're amazing! :D Thank you again for all your super sweet comments! And even though I don't really "know" you, I love ya! *glomps*
asuvsuofa: Aww, well thank you so much...you're a very kind and generous person as well! I'm really, REALLY glad you like this. Hercules and Meg are just so fun to work with. And I find Korinna fun too...she's kinda based off my mother. XD I can't sneak out to save my life! Not that I, wait! *crosses fingers behind back* Not that I've ever tried to...*cough cough* to sneak out before. Hehehe, thank you again sweetheart!
KPFAN3617: Darn that satyr! XD He just wont leave 'em be. (You'll find out later in this chapter. Mwah-haha! I'm evil.) And it was my pleasure suggesting your stories. :D It was the VERY least I could do for all the support you've given me, plus...they really ARE good! Keep up the amazing work, my friend.
((This took me so looong...and it's still SO short! GAHH! I'm sorry y'all. :P The next chapter will "hopefully" be longer. But I'm not making ANY promises! Funny thing is...when I was busy with all that stuff, I actually found MORE time to write somehow. Now that I'm not-so busy...well, I think ya get the point. *shrugs* I dunno. Have ya found out I'm a country bumpkin yet? ...It's just a random question. I've also realized how much harder these chapters are getting now that they're "trying" to go somewhere. *face-palm* And on top of that...I've never been in a relationship! *GASP* Shocking isn't it?! But no seriously...I've never been in one, nor have I had the chance to fight with said non-existing person. So the only reason I was able to write this was from reading/watching OTHER fan-fictions, and movies. I don't get mad easy, so I don't even think I've yelled at someone before. But I had to give you guys something OTHER than rainbows and butterflies. Please don't be mad at me! *holds up chair* This is Disney...I promise H and M will make up within the next 2-4 chapters! ...Well, maybe. ^^; Okay, enough ranting Kris! *slaps self* Onto the story!))
Soon; both Megara and Hercules had finished eating, and found a comfortable spot under one of the many trees that surrounded them. Hercules sat against its large trunk, and Meg sat in his lap as they talked to each other about small things. Things only best friends would completely understand to its full extent. Why they thought the sky was able to change colors. Why certain objects were called such silly, and ironic names. Just utterly, pointless thoughts that meant so much to them.
"Okay! Okay...ummm-" Meg began with an impossibly huge smirk as she tried to think of something. "Oh! If we - now don't freak out, I'm not being serious!"
Hercules laughed again; he knew this was going to be a hard, and probably an embarrassing question just from the way she started it. His arms were wrapped loosely around Meg's stomach, and he put his head on her shoulder so he could watch her expression better.
"If we ever started a family together, which would you want first?" She asked, turning her head so she was looking at his face. "...A boy, or a girl?"
With his eyes going wide, he stared at her. They never really talked about things that had much meaning to them. But this...this actually did. Hercules turned his head so he could think better without Meg's eyes distracting him.
A smile slowly appeared with each passing second. His fingers started to tingle as they were skimming across Meg's stomach. He began to wonder how she would look with a large, pregnant belly. The thought alone made a delighted chuckle escape.
Taking a hand, he fully placed it against her abdomen; and from the corner of his eye, he saw Meg look down at it. After a moment, he finally turned his head to look at her completely, and she looked back.
"I...I don't even know." Hercules admitted. "...What do you think?" He added, his blue eyes filled with wonder.
Meg looked down again. Like what Hercules had done when he thought about it moments before, a smile crept upon her lips, and she put a hand over his own. "A boy."
"Really? ...Why's that?" Hercules asked. He thought more than anything that she would say a girl.
"Because-" Meg's smile grew, as if she expected he was going to ask her that very question. She turned her head, and looked straight into his eyes.
Just as she was about to answer his question though, the sound of something running towards them cut her short. Both shot up onto their feet, and Hercules stood in front of Meg, drawing his sword in the direction of where the creature was coming from.
The crunching of dead leaves beneath the beast's hooves indicated that it was large, and running straight for them. Hercules steadied his stance and grip, preparing himself for whatever it was. Meg could only watch from behind her hero; not because she was afraid though, but because Hercules had her trapped between himself and the tree that they were once peacefully leaning against.
Suddenly; out of the brush, a streak of white jumped and ran to the couple. And like a dog would, it tackled Hercules to the ground, and licked his face.
"Pegasus?!" Hercules cried out in surprise, enunciating each syllable of his friend's name as he tried to get the stallion off of him. On top of the horse's back though, was a clearly aggravated satyr glaring at Megara. And Meg glared right back, but had a hint of amusement in her stance.
"You knew it was coming, nanny goat. Don't act so surprised." She stated before Phil could get a word in.
Phil groaned and hoped off Pegasus' back, pointing an accusing finger towards the woman. "Don't think I aint below tyin' ya to the mast of'a ship. I swear...you're part siren!"
Meg faked a gasp, and dramatically put a hand to her heart. "And to think...I thought you were mad at me."
"...Alright you two, you're both pretty. Now just get it over with, Phil." Hercules said as he got up off the ground, trying to get to the point, and avoid most of the arguing. He didn't mean to sound so annoyed, but he hated that his time with Meg was always interrupted.
Huffing, Phil tried to push aside the fact of how angry he was, but kept his piercing glare on the two love-birds. "You gotta meeting at the palace in ten minutes. He wanted to talk to ya about somethin'...said it was important."
As Hercules sighed and lowered his head, Meg looked at the goat-man with a confused expression. "Who are you talking about exactly?"
"It aint none of ya business, dame!" Phil yelled, crossing his thick arms over his chest. Rolling her eyes, Meg looked to Hercules for an answer.
He only shrugged, not knowing for sure himself. He went all over Greece, and had met most of the city-state's kings. There was only one he hadn't met up with, and that was-
"King Creon aint gonna wait all day for ya, kid!" Phil hinted excitedly.
Hercules eyes went wide. "Really?! ...Creon invited us to his palace?" He asked in disbelief. That man was stubborn, and he didn't allow people into his home very often. This had to be important if he requested someone's service.
Turning to Megara, his amazed expression faded when he saw how pale she was. "M-Meg? ...Meg, what's wrong?" He asked her, but she wouldn't look back at him even when he put a hand to her shoulder. She looked frozen, her gaze focused on nothing in particular.
Phil's anger vanished when he saw Meg look so emotionless. He had only seen her that pale in the final moments of her death. "Kid?" He articulated, but again...nothing.
-Flashback-
"Megara...please, you have to believe me! This man is not worthy, you can't just-" King Creon tried to explain to his eldest daughter, but she cut in.
"What do you know of worth?!" She asked harshly, glaring at her father standing only a few feet away from her.
The two stood in the middle of the large throne room, making everything they said to one another echo off the walls. "You've tried giving me, and my sisters to any spoiled-rotten little prince that is even remotely willing to take us as their wife. And you have the awedasity...to tell me that the man I love is not worthy?!"
Creon took a step towards his daughter, but she wouldn't let him come anywhere near her at the moment. She had become so blind ever since she met that arrogant boy...Adrian. Oh how he hated him so! "You may 'think' you love him. But Adrian does not know what love truly is, and neither do you!"
Meg's face burned red from anger as she crossed her arms over her chest, and rolled her eyes. "First you know of worth...now, you know of love? Tell me this then. If you know so much about love, then why haven't you shown even an ounce of it to me, or to Astraia and Jocasta?! ...You don't think we've missed momma too? Do you know who we've missed just as long? ...Our own father!"
At the mention of his wife, Creon instantly lost control of his temper. "Do you have 'any' idea how much I've tried to move past Henioche's death just so I could take care of you and your sisters?!"
Meg scoffed sarcastically. "Oh yeah...you must've been trying 'so' hard!" Taking a step closer to her father, Meg's expression morphed into complete hatred. "You care more about getting a stupid heir, than you do about us! So don't you dare try to say you love us! Ever since momma killed herself-ahh!" Meg fell to the floor, and her cheek began to sting within seconds of the contact.
...He just hit me? Looking up at her father; Meg expected remorse, but instead, she only received more anger.
"Don't you ever speak of her like that again! Do you hear me?! ...All I've ever done was try do what's best for you, your sisters, and this city-state!" He yelled, throwing his hands up into the air.
After releasing some of his tension, he finally realized what he had done. Why she was on the floor with a hand covering her cheek. His shoulders slowly dropped, and he reached a hand out to her.
"...Meg?" She tried running away, but Creon grabbed her wrist just in time.
Even though she fought, Creon pulled her closer; and gently put a hand to the place he had slapped moments before. She flinched from the pain it caused, and he withdrew. Sadness and regret clouded his eyes, but he needed to tell her this.
"Adrian is going to bring you nothing but heart-break, and I...I'm only trying to prevent that from happening to you. Not because I hate him...but 'because' I love you."
Pulling her arm out of his grip, Meg glared at him through angry, tear-filled eyes. She shook her head, and slowly backed away. "I hate you!" She screamed before bolting out of the room, leaving her father calling her name, begging her to come back.
Outside, it was pouring down rain, but Meg didn't care even the slightest. She kept going, she just had to get as far away from her father as she could.
Finally reaching her destination after about 10 minutes of running, she knocked on the door in front of her. A young man with hazel eyes, and smooth blond hair opened it. "Meg? What are you doing out here?...You're soaked to the bone!"
She nodded slowly, biting her lip, and putting her head down in embarrassment. "I know," was all she could say. Her voice was raspy from crying, and she was shivering from the chill of the rain.
"Hey...what's wrong?" Adrian asked, putting his hands on her shoulders.
Thinking back to her discussion with her father made Meg's anger return; her blood started boiling.
How could he do this to me?! My own father, of all people! ...If he cared about me that much, he would let me be with whomever I wanted to be with! ...I'll just show him how much Adrian loves me!
Wrapping her arms around Adrian's neck, she kissed him hungrily without even thinking much of it. He was surprised to say the least, but he quickly returned the passion.
Ever since that fateful day he met Meg, Adrian could tell just how naïve and innocent she was. And he could tell she was weak at the moment, so that would easily allow him to take advantage of the situation. To take advantage of her.
Slinking his arms around Meg's slim waist, he pulled her close to him, and deepened their kiss. She moaned with pleasure.
Slowly parting, Adrian looked into Meg's eyes, and pretended to be lost in them. He then kissed her cheek, and left a trail down her neck and collar-bone. "Come on-" he whispered, moving up to her ear. "Let's get you out of these wet clothes, and warm you up a bit."
Meg only nodded, and allowed Adrian to lead her inside.
Concerned, Pegasus slowly went up to the woman and nudged her cheek. Meg stumbled backwards with a loud gasp, and hit her back against Hercules' chest.
Catching Meg by her shoulders, Hercules held her in place so she wouldn't fall. "Woah, easy...A-Are you alright?"
"Huh?...Oh! Y-Yeah, I'm fine. I just uhh...I was just thinking." She replied.
"You better get going. I have to...help Korinna with a couple of things, anyway." She then went over to Pegasus, and scratched his nose since he looked guilty for scaring her out of her flash-back.
Even though it was over, she still couldn't get those images out of her head. She was ashamed at herself for what she had done. And that was only the beginning of her down-fall.
She suddenly felt someone put their hands on her shoulders from behind; she knew it was Hercules even without looking, his touch was too recognizable. "Megara?" He asked.
Lowering her head to her feet, she sighed. He said her full name; that was never a good sign.
Gently, Hercules spun her around so she would face him. Her head was still down, so he put a hand under her chin. Once lifting her head, he moved the back of his knuckles across her cheek, and tucked the strand of hair that sat against the side of her jaw-line, behind her ear. "What's wrong?...You know you can tell me anything." He said softly.
Reverting her eyes away from his, and shrugging his hands off her shoulders; Meg turned away from Hercules again. "It's nothing, just...head on down to the palace. I'm sure king Creon is waiting for you." She all but hissed.
Meg couldn't push aside her hatred towards her father. Just thinking about him brought out the fire from within her. A fire that was hard to extinguish. Although he claimed to love her, she didn't believe him. After trying to wed her to any wealthy man he claimed to be "worthy", slapping her to the ground, and all-but turning his back on her and her sisters in their greatest time of need; she wasn't in a very forgiving mood. Let's just put it that way.
Hercules stared at Meg's turned back, unsure of what to say. He didn't understand why she had suddenly changed mood. Yeah, she usually got upset when Phil interrupted their time together, but she had never done this before. Was this her final straw? His thoughts were out to an end when Phil nudged his knee. The satyr warned him not to push forward by shaking his head.
It didn't deter him though; Hercules went back up to Meg and stood beside her. "Meg...I can tell something's bothering you. Just tell me what it is, and I-"
"Hercules! Just...just leave this alone." Meg demanded bitterly before taking off down the apple grove's pathway.
Again; Hercules could only stare at her in disbelief with his mouth hung open. W-Was it something I said?...Something I did? He thought sadly. He hated thinking that he caused Meg some sort of anger, or pain.
"Hey?" Phil began, leading Hercules towards Pegasus. "We gotta get goin'."
Hercules stopped and looked down at his trainer, shaking his head. "Phil, something's not right! ...I've got to fix this."
Just as he was about to go after Meg, Phil stood in his way. "Kid," he warned. "After that...I don't think Meg's in a very "opening up to ya" kinda mood. Let 'er blow off some steam...You just gotta trust me on this one."
Sighing, Hercules looked longingly towards the pathway Meg was vanishing down. His heart was yearning for him to just run after her, and to hold her in his arms...But his mind was telling him that he should listen to Phil; to leave her alone for a little while, and that she would reject his comforts anyway.
Finally making up his mind; Hercules nodded, and took hold of Pegasus' mane before jumping onto his back, and then helping Phil on behind him. The satyr patted his student's back, trying to reassure him. "Don't worry...she'll be right as rain before ya know it."
Taking one last glance, Hercules gently tapped Pegasus' sides, and they took off into the sky to go meet with king Creon of Thebes. Otherwise known as Meg's father. Well, at least not to Hercules...yet.
((Thing for your day, just for the heck of it: ...Smile at your enemy(ies). Or better yet, give them a big hug! You never know how much they might just need someone to show them a bit of love, and kindness. :) God bless, and thank you for reading!))