Tuesday Tales - Curly

 

Welcome to Tuesday Tales! This week we are with the Gods of DC and the word prompt is "curly".

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Poseidon stuck two fingers in his mouth and let out a sharp whistle to get the room’s attention. Deirdre turned to him and nodded. “Thank you.”

“Anytime,” he returned.

She scanned those in front of her. Their gazes were finally back on her. She sucked in a breath and continued. “One advantage to forming a motorcycle gang to find Artemis is that we can construct our own rules within our group. While many groups share the same traits, the actual governance is determined by the members.”

Ares chuckled. “Then why are we here? This doesn’t seem like a big deal.”

Deirdre focused on him. “Because the first law is loyalty. Each person who belongs to a gang must swear loyalty to get in. If someone strays from that oath, they will be dealt with severely, maybe even murdered. You all? Loyalty is a foreign concept to you.”

Demeter took a few steps toward the front of the group. Deidre was thankful. The goddess of the harvest was smaller than the men and it was difficult to see her among the other gods. “With the addition of all to our family, I’d like to think we are better with that. You have made us closer to each other. You’ve reminded us what love is and how we feel that toward each other.”

Deirdre gave her a smile. “And for that, Aunt Dee, I am grateful.”

Ares brushed aside Juliet’s black curly locks as he took in the back of her jacket. “Yeah, I can get behind this whole club thing.”

Juliet scowled more to the family than her husband. “Why are you suddenly a fan?”

“You didn’t see the back of your jacket?”

“Can’t say that I did.” She slipped the coat off her shoulders then whipped it around to read it. She snarled at Ares as she tossed it on the ground and stalked after him. “I am no one’s property.”

Ares pointed at the jacket. “That patch says otherwise.” He scuttled away from her. That was until her stumbled into Mack. The werewolf-turned-demigod grabbed a hold of the god of war’s shoulders to give Juliet a better shot at decking him.