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Post by Herc's_Girl on Nov 13, 2007 20:09:23 GMT -5
This made me laugh.
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Post by Mercury on Nov 17, 2007 17:03:12 GMT -5
GAAAAHH!!! THis is sooo good, I need more, please X3 I hope Meg will meet Meg in Greece, that would be cool! I love this fanfic and I loved the forreign alliance
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Post by independentmegara on Nov 18, 2007 6:34:08 GMT -5
awesome touch^^
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Post by megatude on Nov 20, 2007 18:31:55 GMT -5
When all work was complete, Meg sank into a chair. She slouched, making herself more comfortable, and relaxed. She was exhausted but satisfyed by what they'd accomplished. Under normal circumstances, it would have taken twice as much time for Alcmene to do the same amount of work. She was truly grateful to have such fine young ladies helping her and her husband. Her son rarely had time to visit, let alone help with chores. Sure, he would stop by and help whenever he could. But she never blamed him. His part in the world was of much greater importance. Still, on the occasion when he would visit, he seemed so....troubled, so distant. Perhaps he needed a distraction from his everyday cares? Instinctively, Alcmene turned to gaze at the girl that lay snug in her chair, fast asleep. She smiled. The poor thing had worn herself out. Deciding she couldn't leave Meg to sleep slumped in a chair, she took her hand and slung it over her own shoulder, carrying Meg's weight. Groggily, Meg shuffled her feet alongside Alcmene, still in a sleep filled trance. "Come along dear, let's get you to bed." Meg's only response was a low moan. Alcmene led her to the bedroom and slowly lowered into bed. She folded her blanket across her body, and brushed the hair from her moonlit face. Again, she smiled and turned toward window, thinking of her husband. She knew she needn't worry about him while Zebra was with him, but that didn't take away the anxiety of it all. Sighing, she decided she needed sleep as well and retired to her own bedroom.
The trip through the Arcadian wilderness was quite unpleasant. It was bumpy and slow. And since the Fall season was upon them, it didn't provide them much daylight hours to travel by. Before the sun expired for that day, Amphitrion suggested that they make camp. He and Zebra layed out their bedrolls and set to build a fire. Using a flint, a fire soon blazed, chasing away any nightly shadows. Zebra un-packed the food and started in preparing a meal for two. When it was hot and ready, she handed Amphirtion a bowl of leftover stew. "It's good to have a bit of company on the road", he commented, accepting the stew. Penelope snorted, insulted, knowing that she had accompanied him on every trip. Amphitrion laughed and patted the donkey's head reassuringly. "You know what I mean." Zebra giggled. They sipped their soup silently, until Amphitrion couldn't withhold his curiosity. "You and Megara have had quite an unique life, haven't you?" Zebra shrugged. "I suppose." "How far have you traveled? What I mean is, neither of you appear to be Greek." Uh oh. How was she suppost to explain her way around that?! But to be honest, she wasn't really sure of her their origins. She'd never really thought to dig into her genealogy. She could have had German or English blood pulsing through her veins, or a bit of both. "Um, well.....for a while, we resided in a province called, Pennsylvania." "Pens...al...banya? Never heard of such a land." "P.e.n.n.s.y.l.v.a.n.i.a", Zebra corrected. It's on the coast, very far from here." Amphitrion nodded thoughtfully. "You've traveled quite a distance searching for your grandfather. Do you think we'll find him where we're going?" Zebra shook her head, unknowing. "I don't know. All evidence points to this area. We just need to pick-up his trail." Amphitrion stifled a yawn and sunk into the blanket. "Well, tomorrow will be a long day, regardless. We'd better take watched throughout the night. Here...." He tossed her a small dagger with a simple wooden hilt. "You take the first few hours, and I'll take the remaining. I doubt we'll have any trouble, but it never hurts to be prepared." Zebra watched warily as Amhphitrion drifted off to sleep. She stared at the dagger, sitting innocently in her lap, it's blade reflecting the firelight. Her heart began to thump at a radical pace. Wondering, if the time ever came, would she be able to use it? She lay beside Penelope, gaining comfort the animal's presence. To her relief, nothing out of the ordinary occurred all night. And soon, she was able to sleep as Amphitrion to his shift.
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Post by Herc's_Girl on Nov 21, 2007 0:03:38 GMT -5
Wow wow wow
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Post by Mercury on Nov 21, 2007 13:09:49 GMT -5
GAAAH! I need to read more!!!^^ This is so great, you're a very good writer
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Post by independentmegara on Nov 24, 2007 1:54:02 GMT -5
wowzers....i love the story^^
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Post by megatude on Nov 30, 2007 23:59:31 GMT -5
GAAAAHH!!! THis is sooo good, I need more, please X3 I hope Meg will meet Meg in Greece, that would be cool! I love this fanfic and I loved the forreign alliance This Meg, is the Meg from ancient times. It will become clearer soon.
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Post by megatude on Nov 30, 2007 23:59:50 GMT -5
Morning came soon enough. As Zebra awoke, the sunshine warming her golden skin, she found Amphitrion preparing a modest breakfast, consisting of; nuts and berries. Zebra splashed cold water on her face from the stream, to help her fully gain consciousness. She shook off the access chill, and set to help break camp. After hitching Penelope onto the wagon, they found themselves setting down the dusty path, once again.
Meg got an early start the next morning. Figuring; a head start would lead to an early end. With hoe in hand, she chopped and plowed, tilling the soil, until the dirt was evenly mixed with the fertilizer. Though the fall chill was crisp, sweat still broke across her brow, as the blood pumped faster through her veins. It didn't seem that too long ago it was summer. Where did the time go? She stopped to catch her breath and gazed at the sun, making it's way higher into the sky, wondering what Zebra was doing at that moment, and praying she was safe.
Chapter 18
"Where do ya think you're going?!" Hercules jumped, startled from being caught. "Uhh...well...I was gonna go and see my parents." "No, no, no!" Yelled the little goat-man, frantically. "We have appointments to keep." "But Phil.....", Hercules whined. "I haven't seen them for months. They need help with chores around the farm, especially around this time of year." He pursed his full lips into a pout and pressed his hands together, making his blue eyes shine. "Pleasssse Philll....?" The satyr groaned and hid his face from his begging student. Finally, he threw up his arms. "Argh! Alright! But don't take too long." Hercules trapped his trainer in a monster hug. "Thanks Phil!" Phil squirmed and fought for air, while in his pupil's massive grip. "Just.....go...!" Hercules released him and raced to retrieve his winged stallion, Pegasus. "I promise, I won't be long!" He assured.
Heading South-West, toward Arcadia, Pegasus made himself home, among the clouds. After all, it was from which he was born. A top the white stallion's back, Hercules was above the clouds. Not only physically, but mentally as well. He was always daydreaming. Dreaming of becoming a true hero, someday, and return to his rightful place, among the Olympian gods. Thinking back, before he discovered his true parentage, he always felt so alone, so out of place. Now, he had hope, a promised ticket home. His heritage made him a bonafide prince of Olympus. He just had to prove himself, here on earth, to restore his rightful place, where he belonged. Alcmene and Amphitrion had raised him, and he had come to know and love them as his parents. No matter what happened, he was determined to be faithful to them. Recognizing the land below, Pegasus dove, plunging to the earth.
By mid-afternoon, Meg was exhausted, but she continued in her work. She spread the seeds, glittering the soil with promised life. She struck the hoe into the dirt, and leaned into it. 'Funny', she thought. That line of work reminded her of sitcom re-runs for a 70's made show called; 'Green Acres'. It's plot followed a rich New York lawyer, who decides to move to a little farm in the country with his wife. Meg started to sing the opening theme song to herself, tapping her hoe in the dirt to the beat. "Green Acres is the place to be, farm living is the life for me. Land spreading out so far and wide. Keep Manhattan, just gimme that country side." Lifting her spirits, she continued to sing as she worked.
(There is actually a show called Green Acres with that theme song. So it's not mine.)
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Post by Mercury on Dec 1, 2007 3:14:40 GMT -5
I loved this one too! I can't wait for the next part!!! XE
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Post by Mercury on Dec 1, 2007 11:16:17 GMT -5
GAAAAHH!!! THis is sooo good, I need more, please X3 I hope Meg will meet Meg in Greece, that would be cool! I love this fanfic and I loved the forreign alliance This Meg, is the Meg from ancient times. It will become clearer soon. Oh, okay, cool!^^ Keep up the good work, I adore your fanfics!
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Post by Herc's_Girl on Dec 1, 2007 20:52:44 GMT -5
Pure awsomeness. Can't wait for more.I love the show "Green Acres" so funny. Neat that ya threw that in there. Lets see. *Is now waiting for Herc and Meg to meet* Hopefully they do. I can picture Herc pouting...so cute.
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Post by megatude on Dec 8, 2007 21:27:13 GMT -5
Pegasus landed smoothly. Hercules leaped off his back and breathed in the fresh country air. He was home. He approached the farm-house, and opened the front door, letting himself in. "Ma? Mom, I'm here!" Alcmene emerged from a back room, her arms open to greet her son. "Hercules!" She exclaimed cheerfully, enfolding him in a motherly hug. "Oh I've missed you." Hercules pulled back slightly. "Sorry Mom. But you know how it is; a hero's work is never done." Alcmene gently brushed his cheek. "I know son." "So, where's Pop?" Herc wondered, following his mortal mother to the sink as she started on the dirty dishes. Alcmene handed him a dish to dry. "He's off on one of his trades. He should be back sometime tomorrow morning." Now, completely changing the subject. "Now tell me son, how are things going in your life? Have you met any nice young ladies in your travels?" Herc sighed, troubled that he had not, nor had he had much opportunity to do so. Being a famous hero, all that anyone seemed to care about was that he was....just famous. No one took the chance to get to know him for who he was. "No Ma. I'm not sure, in my line of work, if I could meet a genuine girl." Alcmene rubbed soothing circles on her son's back, wanting to comfort his lonely heart. "Don't worry sweetheart, I'm sure you'll find someone. Probably sooner than you think." Her eyes twinkled. Hercules scoffed. Not daring to hope. "Anyway, I wish we could get to see you more often." "I know Ma. But..I'm here now." He spread his arms. "And I'm ready to get straight to work." "Oh, there's no need for that, it's being taken care of", Alcmene waved off. "Come again?" Herc asked, puzzled. "We've acquired a couple of farm hands." Herc was taken aback. "When did this happen." Feeling his territory was being invaded. "Well....they just sort of.....happened upon us. Poor dears, wondering around with no where to go." Hercules fumed. He could only imagine the lowest scum who would take advantage of such a sweet couple. They had to be criminals, waiting for just the right moment to suck his parents dry of what little they had. He would have to step in and take action. If these people didn't consort to his reasonable words, he would let his muscles do the talking. His nostrils flared as he continued to muse this thought. 'Only the most devious, the most vicious, the most gruesome and ugly.....' Just then, a figure slipped through the door. Herc's eyes jumped toward the entry way. With their back to them, the figure hung up a sun hat. "No worries Alcmene, I have a feeling that when spring comes around, you'll have a veritable cornucopia of produce." The figure turned to face them, not realizing they had company, and stopped. Herc's train of thought made a 130 degree flip-flop; 'The most gorgeous creature he'd ever laid eyes on.' Though her face glistened with perspiration, Herc still felt as if he'd stepped through the gates of Olympus. "That's wonderful!" Alcmene gushed. "Oh, Meg, look who's here. Allow me to introduce my son. Hercules, this is Megara, one of our talented farm hands." Meg eyed the young man suspiciously, as she did with every male she encountered. Though her prejudice, her mind couldn't help but be side-tracked for the briefest instant. After all, he was, without question, extremely handsome. His body was perfectly carved in massive muscles. Despite his hardened exterior, his boyish features game him feeling. If Meg's heart hadn't been ruled, and carefully disciplined by her unbreakable will, she would have melted into a puddle of goo at his sandaled feet. She was, however, curious to see how Zebra might act in his presence. But, for Alcmene's sake, she would be civil. Meg nodded her hello. "How are ya", she greeted, with all the enthusiasm she could muster. Hercules hadn't budged, instantly smitten by the young lady. He should definitely drop by more often. "H-how do you do?" He gave a lop-sided grin. Meg bit her lip, trying to come-up with a way to escape this awkward situation. She glanced at her soiled hands. "Yes, well, I'd better go wash up...." She hurriedly backed-out the door. Jogging, while watching over her shoulder, she made her way to the stream. 'Man! The tension in there was so thick, I couldn't breath.' Shaking her head, she proceeded in scrubbing the dirt from her hands.
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Post by Mercury on Dec 9, 2007 2:47:45 GMT -5
I know I always write something like this, but: WAH!!!! So good^^ Can't wait for more! (seriously) Great job, I loved the meeting
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Post by independentmegara on Dec 10, 2007 8:14:24 GMT -5
this part rocks!!i luv it!
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