Aphrodite appeared with her customary pink smoke and soft,
contented sigh.
There before her, Ares lay, openly (well, as openly as one
could be in the heart of his private palace) fornicating with Eris, that
chaotic bitch!
Aphrodite strode forth and slapped Eris in the head with the
first thing that she could, one of Ares’ shields.
As the two goddesses began to fight, ripping hair and scratching
eyes, Ares pulled them apart, smirking.
“Ladies, ladies, I have a solution!”
But then, they never found out that ‘solution’, since at
that moment man stopped believing in them and they vanished.
No comments:
Post a Comment