Welcome to Tuesday Tales! This week we are with the Gods of DC and the word prompt is "scary".
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Deidre rolled her eyes and clamped her hands to her hips as she heard first the punch then the groan from the god of war. Juliet bent over to scoop the coat then rejoined the group beside Demeter. The god and demigod followed close behind her.
Ares clench an arm across his belly as he glared at his wife. “You know you’re scary, right?”
“Humph,” is all Juliet responded with.
Deidre scowled at the three of them. “You finished?”
Mack offered an apologetic smile. “Sorry about that. Go ahead.”
“There’s one thing we haven’t covered yet. To be a motorcycle club, we all have to be able to ride one. While some of the ladies just need to know how to ride, we’d be better off if we were all experienced in operating one.”
The entire group fell silent. Deirdre’s heart fell. “Don’t tell me you don’t know how to ride.”
“Some of us do,” Poseidon defended.
“Show of hands who can.”
There were fewer hands than Deirdre liked. She sighed as she turned to look at Apollo. “Can you think of where we can go to practice?”
“Aunt Hestia has some backroads where we can practice. I can’t say she will be excited to have all of us descend on her at once.”
“Give me a second or two to talk to my sister.” Demeter scooped a twin on each hip. A moment later she was gone.
Khalil looked at Freddy. “She didn’t trust you with your son and daughter?”
Freddy grinned at him. “She’s using them to barter. Hestia is more likely to agree if she gets to play with all the babies.”
“Considering we’re about to go to war, she might get to spend more time with the kids than she realizes,” Poseidon interjected.
War. The truth hit Deirdre like a freight train. They were about to head into battle once again. Was this what her life was like now? “Let’s go, everyone. Demeter has had enough time.”
Like stars disappearing at dawn, each member of the family disappeared one at a time. Deirdre took one last look around the empty bar before she took Apollo’s outstretched hand. She glanced at her two lovers before they vanished with her.
War. How fitting, especially when there's fighting everywhere. Hope they enjoy leaning about motorcycles. I've ridden on them, but can't say I'm a fan. Great work.
ReplyDeleteOne does not think that there is anything Gods can't automatically do. I was surprised that some don't know how to ride motorcycles or run them, either. Yeah, war is a hot topic these days. Spilling over into your fiction, too. Sigh. I hope all goes well for your characters.
ReplyDeleteawww. I hate to hear war is brewing. Sad times there and here. But I do love that they are all going to be required to learn to ride to be in the motorcycle club. I can see some places for humor there as they learn. LOL
ReplyDeleteLove that last paragraph, the way they disappear one at a time like the stars at dawn. Hope they get to practice on Hestia's back roads.
ReplyDeleteWonderful snippet. Shame to hear a war is brewing but that's nothing too unusual when dealing with the Greek pantheon.
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