“If I have said it once, I have said it many times. People
are idiots.” Circe chuckled from her favorite chair as she watched the verdict
come down.
“What you do you expect? In this time, people are rewarded
for ignorance and not reading the fine print.” Artemis shook her head.
“They read the fine print back in the day?”
Artemis was silent. “Well, no. But they usually didn’t try
and sue.”
“That’s because they would get speared before they made it
to court.”
Artemis tilted her head in agreement. “This is depressing.
Let’s watch something fun.”
Before Circe could add a word, the channel had changed and
colored spandex clad fighters filled the screen. “Why are we watching this
crap? Better question yet, how is this drivel still on?”
“Drivel? This is one of the greatest shows of all time!”
Circe shook her head. “No… no it isn’t.”
“Stop lying. You know it is.” Artemis beamed and popped an
apple slice into her mouth. “Now be quiet. This is the best part.”
Circe sighed and watched as the special effects kicked in
and the monster was destroyed.
Watch it grow. And
it did indeed grow. Circe groaned as Artemis jumped up and started dancing to
the music.
“Bamp da bamp bamp.”
“You’re a child.”
“Well then this child has great taste in shows.”
Circe retrieved the remote from the coffee table and turned
the TV off.
“Hey, I was watching that.” Artemis stopped and glared at
her best friend.
“Not anymore, we have planes or did you forget?”
“Of course not, it’s just that I thought it wasn’t till
later.” Artemis pouted. “Hey, wouldn’t it be awesome if we had powers like
that?”
“Artie, you’re an immortal Greek goddess with more power
then Zeus has illegitimate children.”
Artemis beamed. “You’re right.”
“Wait, Artemis, where are you going?” Artemis didn’t listen;
she simple teleported away.
Circe sighed in annoyance and followed Artemis’ trail.
The beach was deserted save for the four deities standing in
front of her.
Circe sighed as she looked upon her best friend and her
friends. “Who are they?”
Latis raised an eyebrow at her and nodded. “Why is she
here?”
“She’s going to help us.” Artemis answered.
“With what?” Latis questioned.
“Our plan for making my favorite show a reality.”
Circe shook her head. “That is a bad idea. Latis, you know
it is.”
“How could it be a bad idea? It seems like fun.” One of the
unknown deities said. She was a goddess with short black hair and a smile that seemed to be permanent. And by the similar features carried by the only male in the area, Circe
guessed they were twins.
“Who are you?” Circe asked, annoyed with the lack of assistance in stopping Artemis' plan.
“Yes. Now all we need is five teenagers with attitude.”
Artemis commented.
“Teenagers cost too much money. We’d also have to deal with
their parents.” The male twin said.
“College students. Still drama filled and legal.” Artemis
noted.
“True.” The twins said in unison.
“Let’s find some.” Latis ordered.
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