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Raspberries
by Scribe
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God of Love's Temple--Cupid and Strife's Bedroom--
*thbbt*
*giggle*
*thbbbbbbbbbbt*
*squeal!*
*thbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbtBRACK!*
*squealgigglesqueal!*
*stepstepstepstep*
Cupid: "Strife, what are you DOING to Imp?!"
Strife: "Jus' blowin raspberries on her tummy." *thbbbbbt*
*chortle*
*pitterpatterpitterpatter*
Bliss: "Stwife! Youse givin 'berries?"
Strife: "Sure, kid. C'mere."
*bbbbbrrrrrrrak*
*squeeeeeeal!*
Bliss: "That's funs! Do Imp again. Her's gonna get jealous."
*brrript*
*stereo giggle*
Cupid: "Oh, this is just ridiculous!"
Strife: "What? Didya evah get one from Dite?"
Cupid: "Of course not! The very idea that someone involved in something as serious as... uh... Why are you looking at me like that?" *begins to back away* "Now, listen here, Strife... you can't just..."
*pounce!*
*brrpt*
Cupid: "Let me go!" *bbbbbrrptppt* "I mean it, Strife! This... this isn't funny." *BBBRRRRRRRAAAACKT!* *HOWL!* *heheheheheheheh!* "Woooo..."
Strife: "Fun,huh?"
Cupid: *eyebrows wiggle* "Kinda sexy, too."
Strife: *grins* "I think yer corruption is workin out nicely."
*Flash*
Dite: "Oo, nice to see that you boys are wallowing in domestic bliss. I'm here to visit the babies." *rumples Bliss's curls* "What have you been up to, sweetie?"
Bliss: "This." *bbbbbrrrrrrrrupt!*
*squeak!*
Strife: "GOOD one, kiddo! You been payin attention."
Dite: *giggle* "Bliss, honey, you got a wet spot on my gown, and..." *thoughtful look* "Hmmm... Wet toga contests... Wet chitons for the guys..."
Strife: "I love my mothah-in-law. I see lotsa potential in those. We could have 'em durin tha annual fertility festival--ya, know, that break in spring?" *giggle* "Can't wait ta see what kinda reaction we'd get if we dropped a load of Meg's girls in tha Acadamy fah one of those."
Dite: "I need to go tell Heph about this. Oh, and Strife?"
Strife: "Yah?" *flash* *blink* "Where tha hell did my top go?"
*pppprrrrrrrbt*
*cackle!*
Cupid: "MOM!"
Dite: "Well, I had to. Tummy raspberries don't work through leather. Bye." *FLASH*
Cupid: "My mom blowing poots on my husband's bare belly. I'm not sure I was ready for that."
*Flash*
Joxer: "Hi. Hate to intrude, but I was wondering if I left that toy chariot over here the last time we visited. Ares gave that to Accord, and they're BOTH pouting something fierce."
*Bliss, Strife, and Cupid all exchange looks* *they begin sidling toward Joxer*
Joxer: "Um, guys?"
*LEAP!"
*pprrrrpt* *thbbbbbbbbt* *brrrrrup*
*SCREAM!*
*FLASH!*
Ares: "WHAT THE TARTARUS IS MAKING MY CONSORT SCREAM?"
*helpless laughter*
Ares: "Joxie, are you all right? What have they been doing to you? Did Strife hold you down and get Cupid to tickle you with his wingtips again?"
Joxer: *wipes eyes* "Nuh... nuh no. That wasn't it."
Ares: *glares menacingly at son and son-in-law* *Strife and Cupid look at the ceiling and whistle innocently* *Bliss tries to do the same, but can only manage a 'pbt'* *everyone collapses in laughter again.* "What the Tartarus is going on?"
Joxer: *crooks his finger* "Come here and I'll tell you." *Ares walks nearer* "Closer." *Ares comes closer slowly* *he looks a little suspicous now* "Closer..." *one more step*
*TACKLE*
Ares: "JOXER! What are you...?" *Tries to keep Joxer from hauling his shirt up.* *has very limited success* "You aren't going to...? DON'T YOU DARE!"
*thbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbt*
Ares: "I... you..."
*prrrrrrpt*
Ares: "I'M THE GOD OF WAR, DAMMIT!"
*brack*
*BWHAAA HAAAA HAAAAA HAAAAA HAAAAA!* *laugh* *chuckle* *chortle*
*snort*
*sniff*
Joxer: "Okay?"
Ares: "Strange. I'm..."
Cupid: "Amused?"
Strife: "Pissed?"
Ares: "Horny." *grabs Joxer* "You know, I can think of OTHER places to do that trick."
Joxer: *bats his eyelashes* *miniflash* "Cupe, Strife--you'll find Accord in Imp's bed. We'll come for him... sometime."
*Flash*
Strife: "Oo, an unlooked fah side benifit fah adults! Cupe, I have an idea."
Cupid: *winces, but cracks one eye to peek* "Yes?"
Strife: "What say I get wunna tha Muses ta sit with tha kiddos, then you an' me do a little commando 'berry blowin?"
Cupid: *eyes light up* "Okay, but whichever of us catches Apollo has to dodge fast, just in case it works for him, too."
Strife: "Granted. An' I dibs Hades."
Cupid: *eyes go like this: O.O* "Are you KIDDING?"
Strife: *shrugs as he prepares to flash off after a Muse* "Hey, Pep is topside right now. Unca Hades could USE a little cheerin up."
*Flash*
Cupid: *picks up Imp* "C'mon, Blissy. Let's put Imp in with Accord, so they can visit. Do you have plenty of toys and scrolls and paints and stuff?"
Bliss: "Sure. Why? They's too little to play with them."
Cupid: "I just want to be sure you don't run out." *starts toward bedroom* "Your daddies may not be able to leave the temple for awhile after today."
The End