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Using a towel, my mother placed the sword back into its sheath and back onto the mantel above the fireplace. The storm instantly disappeared and the lights came back on.
“Do you think he will be ok?” Nyxra asked me.
It looked like he was going to have a lump on his head. I wondered for a second if I should wake him up. If you have a concussion you’re not supposed to sleep… But he was a god, so I was sure he would be fine.
“I’m not sure,” I told Nyxra. “That sword is dangerous. It may have infected him with its evil and it will drive him to try and take the sword again to use its evil power.”
“THEN WHY DO YOU LEAVE IT OUT FOR DECORATION?” she came back with annoyance in her voice.
I tilted my head and looked at her in a puzzled way. “Because it looks nice… And it matches the decor…”
She rolled her eyes.
I rather liked the sword.
“What do you think we should do with him?” she asked looking down at Cupid. I noticed he now had more than one lump on his head. God or no god, he really didn’t look so good. Maybe I had hit him a little too hard.
“We could try decapitating him,” I suggested. If we chopped him up into enough pieces it would be easier to dispose of the body.
“And?” asked Nyxra.
“Then chop him up into really small pieces and… Dump the remains in a river. That’s it. That’s my entire plan.”
“Brilliant!” she said with a smile.
“I think it’s a good one. One of my better plans, if I do say so myself.”
“Yes, I concur,” said Nyxra. She was grinning and nodding her head while rubbing her hands in an evil way.
We turned and laughed at each other.
The sword really wasn’t that dangerous. It merely made the holder think they were an all-powerful witch. My ancestor was a little delusional and he did kill a lot of people, but in truth they were mostly truly evil witches. He was a powerful evil witch hunter in his youth, but became delusional in his old age.
Nyxra and I were both just playing around. I went and got a bag of ice for Cupid’s head. I really wasn’t too worried, because it takes a lot to kill a god. The reason I was able to hurt him, aside from me also being a god, was because the sword had drained a lot of his energy.
We stayed with Cupid until he woke up. It didn’t take him long.
“How are you feeling buddy?”
“I want to take over the world,” he replied.
I summoned my scythe and had it turn into its gun form. “I’m going to have to shoot you, aren’t I?” I went from aiming at his eye to aiming at his crotch. I could see him visibly sweating.
“I promise to institute miniskirt Friday. All hot chicks between the ages of 18 and 30 must wear miniskirts if they’re hot.”
That one made me hesitate. He was the God of Love, so he might be able to do it. I gave his words consideration.
“Well… Maybe I’ll just shoot you in the leg instead of the head,” I said while scratching my chin in thought.
Nyxra glared at me. “I hate you.”
I responded with a smile.
With Cupid awake and still having lingering desires to take over the world, I decided it was time to leave and take him far away from my family and my evil family heirloom. I found it interesting that the sword had affected a god. How fitting that it would be my family’s heirloom.
I informed my parents that we were leaving which prompted a round of hugs and goodbyes among the group. I told my parents that I loved them and promised not to wait so long between visits. Then I wrapped us in shadow and we reappeared back at school.
Chapter 36
Cupid wanted to check out the local humans and Nyxra wanted to take a nap because she was tired. I needed to gather a few things before I returned with Cupid. So we all three went our separate ways, though I had a feeling Cupid was still staying close by. He really was afraid of Cronus and what he would do to him if I was hurt.
Thanks to Bob and Nyxra’s convincing, the school had left my side of the room I shared with Bob untouched for my eventual return. In my room, I gathered my clothes first. I was so tired of wearing nothing but pink. If I was returning to Cupid’s world I wanted to make sure I gathered every last scrap of non-pink clothing I could find. Then I gathered a few of my non-magical books, ones that I just read for enjoyment and relaxing. Finally, I went through some of my old textbooks and found a few cleaning spells. It was hard to find a steady supply of water in Cupid’s world. I stored everything I could inside the ring that I had received from Henry Dagon and considered paying him a visit.
I looked over at Bob’s bed. I missed Bob. I hadn’t seen him in years. It was strange that he wasn’t here. I was still lost in my thoughts when I heard the door behind me open.
My first thought was that Bob had returned early. I was completely caught off guard when an older woman with long, lean legs, blonde hair, and a slinky dress that showed a lot of the aforementioned leg, walked into the room.
She smiled, her teeth were as white as snow. Before I could process what was happening, she sauntered over and ran her hands down my arms and pushed me down on the bed. She climbed on top of me and