| Part 5 Joxer was still reeling as he followed his friends, of all the people to run into! He shuddered. To be honest when Phitus and his right hand man Soce had disappeared all those years ago when they�d worked for his father, he�d thought Jett had killed them. When Jett had found out that they�d been molesting him, and had actually raped him on one occasion, he�d been furious. Joxer squeezed his eyes shut, and then quickly opened them again when he nearly tripped. He hadn�t thought about it in years, well not really. He was grateful to Ares that he�d spared him the humiliation of Xena and Gabrielle seeing him like that. But that was what was really messing with his head, the look in Ares� eyes when he�d killed Soce and the other man, and then the way he�d looked at him. It must have been his imagination, he couldn�t possibly have seen concern in his God�s eyes, could he? He couldn�t even begin to think how he could thank Ares, his usual offerings were far too insignificant. He started to chuckle helplessly as he imagined Ares� face if he offered the only thing he had, himself. He started to laugh so hard he had to stop, Xena and Gabrielle were staring at him as if he was mad. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Every time Joxer sighed, stumbled or shuddered, Xena wished she knew what was going on. Something had happened in that clearing, something more than just an attack. After all why drag him away, why not just kill him? And the manner in which Ares had killed the attackers, never in all her days as a warlord had she seen such carnage. ---------------------------------------------------------------- � Strife? Strifey?� Cupid walked over to his lover in concern. Strife stared up at Cupid, eyes wide and red with unshed tears. Wordlessly he held out a scroll. Cupid sat on the bed next to Strife and pulled him down on to his lap as he started to cry. Stroking Strife�s hair he began to read. NAME: Eris SEX: Female AGE: Same age as Ares, we are twins you know HOME: Mount Olympus, Halls of War HEIGHT: 5' 10" EYES: Brown/Black HAIR: Black FAVORITE SMELL: Leather, Blood of my enemies, :::raises head and looks around to be sure she's alone::: daffodils (tell anyone about this and I will rip your intestines out) WORST FEELING IN THE WORLD: Knowing Strife wants to know whom his father is BEST FEELING IN THE WORLD: Being Strife's mom (he doesn't know this, so I suggest you NEVER tell him, got it?) WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THOUGHT OF WHEN YOU WOKE UP THIS MORNING? Damn it's bright! FAVORITE FOODS: Ambrosia, sweetcakes, apples THINGS TO DO ON THE WEEKENDS: torture Jerkules and the blonde harpy (Gabrielle for your info) DO YOU GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS? no DO YOU SLEEP WITH STUFFED ANIMALS? :::raises an eyebrow, looks around to make double sure ain't no one around::: yes, Tipper my teddy bear (if anyone finds out, I will slit your throat!) IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY KIND OF PET, WHAT WOULD IT BE? a black panther IF YOU COULD BE ANY TYPE OF ANIMAL WHAT WOULD YOU BE? not into bestiality, Dite IF YOU COULD MEET ANYONE DEAD OR ALIVE, WHO WOULD IT BE? Strife's father, so I can kick him in the nuts for leaving us WHAT IS YOUR SIGN? Aries (same as Ares, we are twins, DUH!) GUYS-IF A GIRL ASKED FOR THE SHIRT OFF YOUR BACK, WOULD YOU GIVE IT TO HER? N/A GIRLS-WOULD YOU EVER ASK A GUY FOR HIS SHIRT? why? so he can have his fucking way with me? Fuck no! WHAT IS YOUR OCCUPATION? Goddess of Discord IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY JOB YOU WANTED, WHAT WOULD IT BE? I like the job I have now, why would I want to change? IF YOU COULD MAKE YOUR HAIR ANY COLOR, WHAT WOULD IT BE? Maybe silver or red WHAT IS ON YOUR WALLS IN YOUR ROOM/TEMPLE? besides my victims? IS THE CUP HALF EMPTY OR HALF FULL? half empty and getting emptier ARE YOU A RIGHTY, LEFTY OR AMBIDEXTROUS? ambidextrous, it helps with my job WHAT'S UNDER YOUR BED? :::gets up out of chair and walks into bedchamber. looks under bed::: dust bunnies, wooden box of Strife's baby toys, clothes, a lock of his hair from his first hair cut... IF YOU WERE SOMEONE ELSE, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOURSELF? Probably not WHO ARE YOU ENVIOUS OF? :::whispers::: you WHAT WAS THE BEST SOLSTICE GIFT YOU EVER RECEIVED? the day Strife was born (I'm warning you Dite, tell a soul and you will be in excruciating pain) WHAT WAS THE WORST SOLSTICE GIFT YOU EVER RECEIVED? when Strife's father left me NAME ONE PERSON YOU WOULD CALL A FRIEND: hmmm? I'll have to get back to you on that one NAME ONE PERSON YOU WOULD CALL AN ENEMY: Strife's fucked up father (ASSHOLE!!!!) DO YOU LIKE GUYS, GIRLS OR BOTH? guys ARE YOU A VIRGIN? yeah, right HAVE YOU EVER BEEN IN LOVE? :::suddenly thinks about Strife's father::: yes DESCRIBE YOUR DREAM WEDDING. :::whips out a dagger::: next question WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEXUAL POSITION? All fours WHO IS THE ONE PERSON YOU WOULD LIKE TO TAKE TO BED? WHY? Jett, he's an assassin, 'nuff said. Besides, from what I've heard about Joxer, I'm wondering if it runs in the family NAME SOMEONE YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON: Autolycus DOES THIS PERSON KNOW? I don't think so, but I'm planning on telling him soon <g> SAY ONE NICE THING ABOUT THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU. Dite's an alright chick, but I swear if she tells anyone about this, I will kill her slowly. Cupid put down the scroll, leaning over Strife to gently kiss his sobbing lover. � Oh sweetie, why did you steal it?� he asked. � I didn�t know.� Cupid sighed, � Shh, I know baby.� Strife raised his head and stared at Cupid, � Why couldn�t she have let me know, just once,� his voice broke. � That�s all I needed, just to know.� He flung himself into Cupid�s arms and held on tightly. � I know, I know,� whispered Cupid, rocking him slowly. � It�s her way of protecting you, your father obviously hurt her pretty badly.� Strife laughed bitterly, � She�s not the only one. If I evah find out who he is, I�m gonna kick his ass!� Cupid couldn�t help laughing, � If I know your mother, that will be pretty redundant.� Strife smiled, then chuckled. He sat up again and wiped his face, � Yeah you�re right. Ya almost got me feelin� sorry for the guy.� � Well, maybe a grandchild will soften her,� said Cupid. Strife nodded, then froze. He stared at Cupid, mouth open in shock. � G-grandchild?� he stuttered, � I, we, how?� Cupid took his hand and put it against his stomach, � How�d you think silly?� � But, but,� Strife stopped and actually thought about it for a second. Regardless of how it could happen, the love of his life was carrying his baby, his baby. � I�m gonna be a dad?� Cupid nodded, grinning as Strife pushed him back against the bed and rained kisses on his face. � Hey,� said Strife suddenly. � What?� � I�ll still be able to fuck ya though, won�t I? OOOMMPH!� a pillow hit him full in the face. Strife climbed back onto the bed. � No fair!� he lay back next to Cupid, � So how did it happen?� � I went to ask Grandma, I�ve had my suspicions for a while,� Strife nodded, � She confirmed it. She told me that while it's possible for two male Gods to have kids, there�s usually some effort involved. The only thing she could think happened was, that there is so much love around when we�re together, things happened of their own accord.� � Wow,� whispered Strife in awe. � I know,� Cupid whispered back. He snuggled up against his lover, � You wanna make an honest God out of me?� Strife chuckled, � Is that a backwards way of proposin� ta me?� � Maybe.� � Ya sure? I mean ya sure ya wanna be tied ta me?� asked Strife. Cupid rolled over and propped himself on one elbow, � Of course I�m sure, why?� � Well, ya know, after�� � You mean after Psyche?� asked Cupid quietly. Strife nodded. � �Course doofus. I knew you�d never ask,� Cupid smiled. � So what d�ya say?� � Hmm, well, I�ll have to think about that, woah.� Cupid rolled on top of him and pinned him to the bed. � You cheeky shit!� Strife yelped as Cupid began to tickle him mercilessly. He tried to wriggle out of Cupid�s grasp, but that was the advantage of having wings, he could pin Strife down and tickle him at the same time. � Okay, okay, I give, � panted Strife. � Hmm, okay!� Cupid rolled them over so that Strife lay on top of him. � Do you?� he asked seriously. � I do.� |