This story is sponsored by Pluto, the god of riches. And dedicated to Johnny Depp, and all gods and goddesses everywhere - none mentioned, none forgotten - for having inspired me. (and I do sincerely hope I donīt end up with a lightning bolt up my ar .. rear end for doing this story ...)

CHAPTER ONE.  Introduction.

"Are you Johnny Depp?"

Johnny looked up from the book he was reading, and squinted against the sun. But all he could see, was the black silhouette of a medium sized, slim man - with the sunīs rays shooting out in all directions from behind him.

Hi .... wait a sec!! Johnny had sat down on the small grass-covered hill somewhere in southern France - to read a new book about Art Deco painters - with his back to the sinking sun. Then how could it suddenly ... He turned, and looked behind him - at a beautiful sunset.

He then heard the man mumbling behind him, "Sorry about that - I always forget to turn it ... off ... There you are, Sir. Are you Johnny Depp?"

"Depends on whoīs asking" Johnny said, and got to his feet. He didnīt like this man much. Although it was hard to say why - a more in-offensive guy would be hard to find. Dressed as he was in a grey suit, and a long grey overcoat - with grey hair and matching grey eyes ... He actually looked so grey, that Johnny thought; "This must be some sort of joke ..."

"No, Sir. I assure you. No joke at all" the man said. And then handed Johnny a business card saying "But if your identity really depends on who I am, Sir - my name is H. Ermes. I am a barrister. Iīm with the firm of Bramblestone, Bramblestone & Witt. And our offices are situated at 69 Middle Temple Lane. London, Sir."

The card did say that. Plus a couple of other things. A long row of abbreviations, that didnīt tell Johnny much ... Just that it was a very learned fellow, he had in front of him. And there was a phone and a fax-number - and an e-mail address ...

"Well - Mr... eh ... Ermes. I certainly am Johnny Depp. ... but what do you want? ... and how the fu.. did you get in here in the first place? This garden is supposed to be private!?!"

"Oh, yes - that ... sorry about that, Sir. I have a job to offer you" Ermes said "My aunt would very much want your ... a-hmm .. service ... You see, Sir - one of our contacts ... Miss Meeps has claimed, you are the most gorge.... Well, letīs just say, she recommended you very highly to my aunt"

"My service ..." Johnny said in a bemused tone of voice "Iīm an actor - I donīt go around servicing people - I mean ... what is it, she wants? And who is this Ms. Meeps ... No, never mind about her! Let me give you a card of my own - actually my managerīs business card. She gets just a tiny little bit up-set, if I go around arranging jobs without her approval. Something about my lack of business sense or some sort of nonsen ... thing. .... but I like to keep her happy - so if you will follow me down to the house ..."

Mr. Ermes did so. And completely and utterly charmed every female in same house - from the Johnny little daughter Lily-Rose to same little ladyīs grandmother just visiting.

Johnny thought; "Well - maybe this strange stranger isnīt all that bad then ...." But felt strangely relieved just the same, when the barrister disappeared down the road in an very expensive looking, ancient black Rolls Royce.

"What did that charming old gentleman want, dear?" Vanessa asked. "Damned if I know ..." Johnny shook his head, and then ducked it a bit, because his mother playfully slapped him - telling him not to swear in front of the child.

Poor little old Johnny indeed. Here he could use a guardian angel, the little angel ... O.k. here we go again ;-)

CHAPTER TWO.  Incarceration.

"O.k" Johnny thought "here we go again - but what the hell did I do THIS time??"

Johnny stood holding on to the bar in the door of his prison cell, and looked across a narrow corridor out of a window - through more bars ... It wasnīt like, there was that much to see - only the clear blue sky, he had been enjoying a little while ago, walking down Sunset Boulevard, Los Angeles - and minding his own business.

Suddenly a big LAPD car had screeched to a hold up on the sidewalk in front of Johnny - almost killing a little old lady peacefully out walking her small dog in the process ... They screeched too.

And Johnny hear a bike roar up behind him, but before he could turn and have a look, somebody shoved him hard to the ground, screaming; "Freeze! Donīt move!! Down on the ground, you scum bag!!!"

Now - in the calm of the holding cell - Johnny was wondering, how he was suppose to both "not move" and "get down on the ground" at the same time. But he guessed, the cops had been in a blue funk, because all three had had their guns out and pointing at him - which hampered the one who was suppose to hand cuff him terribly ...

Johnny certainly complied with all their wishes - didnīt want to try and resist arrest with guns out and ready for action. He even thought, he had heard one of the cops cocking his weapon. But when Johnny finally - after much pushing, shoving and swearing - was seated in the back of the squad car, he did ventured a question; "And what have I done this time, Officer?"

Only to get the rather puzzling answer; "What havenīt you done! And now shut up. Or we might still decide to shoot you for resisting arrest!"

So Johnny shut up ...

But things got more and more strange. Because at the station, they kept claiming, he was French. "No" Johnny try to explained "I live in France. Thatīs different" But then he was told not to get smart with the lieutenant.

"Your name is Jacques Christobal Dapp. You are a former mercenary - you were in the Foreign Legion, I see. A short time - some months ago ... And you are wanted by the CIA, FBI, the French police, the German ... Scotland Yard, Interpol, MI5 and 6 ... I could go on all day. You have been a very diligent bank robber among other things - for the neo Nazi - well-well!"

B-b-but - no!!" Johnny tried explaining "I make movies for a living - the closest, I have come to being wanted by any police, is playing a criminal ... a drug ... never mind that! And my name is actually Johnny Depp! ... with an e, not a a ..." Johnny thought a moment ironically to himself "I am starting to sound like Joonīs Sam now"

But the policemen wouldnīt believe him for a minute. Johnny Depp was a movie star, right? "Yes, well - sort of" Johnny admitted reluctantly. But in that case the cops wanted to know; where were his bodyguards and streeeetch limo - all the gorgeous, to die for babes .. Why were there a hole on the knee of his jeans? And day old beard on his cheeks? Where were his watch? His wallet for crying out loud? Johnny wished, they would stop crying so loud - his head hurt ...

So Johnny tried asking to borrow the phone and call somebody, who could vouch for him - nope! But would the police then call. His agent perhaps. Even his mother, although he didnīt relish that idea so much ... The cops laughed mighty at that suggestion, and claimed, not even a mother would love an ar..hole like him.

And then the largest cop yanked him to his feet and frog marched him out to a cell. Telling him not to be stupid! They knew his kind - he just wanted some fancy pantsy lawyer to come and get him out!!

"Yes, please" Johnny mumbled, and got pushed roughly through the cell door for saying that.

Johnny didnīt understand this. He had been in jail before, sure! But - police men and women were usual very polite and business like. He got treated - mostly - as anybody else. Yes, that was it - like anybody else; maybe a little better even - at times ... with female cops. .... but certainly no worse.

And he had never experienced, the cops wouldnīt believe, who he was - actually swore, he was somebody else entirely ...

It of course didnīt help, his wallet with his drivers license and anything else lay at home on the dresser - but he had just wanted to enjoy the sunshine a bit. Walk and look at people - think and dream a bit ... And hadnīt thought on anything so strange as bringing money and papers ...

Suddenly Johnny got interrupted in his reveries by a hand caressing his butt - and a thick voice telling him; "Wow, youīre gorgeous - want to go steady, Darlinī? Try a real man for once? How about a little kiss for starters ...."

O.k. the cavalry to the rescue :-) But no John Wayne - since our boy canīt stand him ;-) But it has to be bad, before it gets good ... and I must apologize a bit for Johnnyīs language in the next episode ..... but I think, he has good reason :-)

CHAPTER THREE.  Liberation.

Johnny froze - and then slowly turned his head, and looked up - and up ... at a really big, fat man ... with greasy blond hair hanging down his broad neck. A former body builder, who had run to seeds, and now had a big beer gut hanging over his belt. And dark scattered facial hairs in his smug grinning mug.

"Well" the man rumbled "Iīm Gunter. Donīt be coy now, baby cheeks, and tell me your name?"

Now Johnny first thought was "Run!!!" To which the practical side of his brain asked; "Where to?" Because you canīt run that far in a prison cell.

So Johnny tried instead to get around this mountain of a man. But Gunter was having none of it - just sniggered and pressed Johnny harder against the bars. When he could see, that didnīt work, Johnny took a deep breath - and immediately regretted it ... Gunter was apparently not best friends with water and soap. But Johnny tried never the less to smile as friendly, as he could, and told the big blob: "Sorry, Gunter - but I donīt think, you are - I mean, I donīt think, I am your type after all"

"You are here, ainīt you?" the big man said, looking confused "And you are really gorgeous, Honey. No doubt about it. Only - and please donīt take this personal, Sugarpuss ... I want my "girls" to shave in the face - every where come to think of it ..."

Johnny closed his eyes a moment. Hoping, he would have woken from this nightmare, when he opened them again. And the body pressing against his would be Vanessaīs. Or little Lily-Roseīs - having decided; Papa had slept long enough now!! So could he please open his eyes and play!?!

Then Johnny suddenly did opened his eyes - very wide ... and banged the back of his head against the bars behind him - Gunter had taken the closed eyes as an invitation to a kiss ...

Where was a plank, when you needed one!?! Or a good huge brick - anything!!! But the police donīt want their "guests" to hurt themselves - or more likely each other - so such equipment wasnīt around.

Besides - Johnny was starting to feel dizzy - and queasy. His heart galloped off at an alarming pace - probably wanting to get anywhere, but here .... but "No!" he told himself sternly; "No! I am NOT afraid!!" It must be because he tried not to breath too much or too deeply ... The smell of Gunter this close up could kill a dead man ...

But before Johnny could decide what to do or say next, one of the police men said behind him "Your lawyers are here, Dapp" And a womanīs voice said very firmly: "Heracles!!! Will you stop bullying him - or Iīll come in there and tell you, whatīs what ..."

Gunter mumbled something unintelligible, and shoved off Johnny, so he suddenly didnīt have to stand with his back pressed against the bars and could breath again. As the burly bum lumbered to the back of the cell mumbling "Not fair .. not fair at all - dumb bitch! Just because Iīm only half a god ..." Johnny for the first time noticed a sign leaning against the wall of the cell saying "Eat at Joeīs" Perhaps Gunter had gone around with that without a permit, and that was why he was in here, Johnny thought confused.

Then Mr. Ermesī very English voice said; "Yes, Officer. That is precisely the young man, we want. Weīll be very happy to take him off your hands now. Come along! We donīt have all day standing here shooting the breeze, my good man!!"

And so they did get Johnny out of his jail cell. Mr. Ermes and a very tall, dark haired American lawyer called Ms. A. P. Acropolous. Ms. Acropolous didnīt do much talking. Just showed the duty officer something on her laptop. Where as Ermes arranged the rest of the release with a diplomacy and ease, Johnny would otherwise have admired, if he wasnīt starting to get so royally pissed off.

So the moment they were out of the station, he rounded on Ermes. And totally disregarding the fact, that there was a lady present, he thundered: "What in the name of all Hell was that f..king cock-up about!! If you think, Iīll work for your aunt - or uncle Bob - or what the hell person, it is, you want me to work for ... j-just because you can get me thrown into a blooming jail, you have another thing coming, jerk! Iīd ..."

"Be quiet?"

"I - I - you dirty, rotten, stin .. king good-for-nothinī - yes, I guess, Maīm ... Hm - yes, Maīm" Johnny ran out of steam. And thought; "How did that tall broad make me stop just like that?"

"Thank you" Ms. Acropolous said with a little smile "That is very kind of you, Johnny. And I do want to apologize profusely for this ugly experience. But we did not arrange for you to be arrested ... It was because of our aunt, and the - ahem .. job, she has for you, yes - but ... Maybe you better explain, Hermes"

"Maybe I should" Hermes sighed "But why donīt we repair to that coffee shop across the street, and then Iīll try and answer all your questions"

So they went and bought some coffee - and it being a cop place - some dough nuts. When they finally sat down, Hermes sighed again, and said "You see, my dear boy - we are ancient ... Yes, yes, Athena, I know! A lady never admits her age - but I, at least, am an ancient Greek god ... And you are a goddess - and greek - are you not?"

Ms. Acropolous nodded solemnly and sipped her coffee, and Johnny felt, he was still dreaming - although it wasnīt so much of a nightmare any longer.

"Is that, what you are - is that, what you are believing ..." Johnny asked cautiously "Or just a sort of game - Tim Burton making candy camera - with me as the "victim"" Johnny thought.

"Nope, Mr. Burton has nothing to do with it - this comedy of arrows has quite another kind of director, Although we are not quiet sure who yet" Ms. Acropolous said calmly - and Johnny dropped the last bit of dough nut into his coffee, so the cup tipped off the table and smashed on to the floor

"You are reading my thoughts!" he kind of screamed.

"Yes - well - sorry about that, my dear ... I keep forgetting, humans normally donīt like that" said Athena, and did manage to look a bit contrite. "But you might as well get use to it, Johnny-honey, if you are suppose to be auntie Aphroditeīs boy toy"

O.k. people, sit down and have a cup of java - dough nuts, anyone? And letīs hear, what happens next :-)

CHAPTER FOUR.  Explanation.

"I am suppose to be Aphroditeīs boy-to .. lover - Oh, no!! God damn ... You must be out of you screwed .. up ... mind, I am not!!!" Johnny started to get up - but Athena looked ever so slightly annoyed - and somehow he ended up seated again. Feeling pressed down in the chair just by her willing him to sit down and relax a bit.

"O.k" he managed to get out "you are go ... superhuman in some way - not mere mortals ... Go-gods or whatever. ... Athena - the goddess of wisdom a-and wa-war? And He-hermes*? ... B-but you see ..... You donīt understand - but I am happy with my girl and our child ... with my life at the moment.I d-donīt want to - I am not sure what exactly, it is, you are planning to do with me ... Or maybe I have a pretty good idea after all ... And Iīm sure, it is all very flattering and - and that sort of thing - but please .... No! Please let me stay, where I am - feeling happy and - and s-safe"

"Hmmm - that is something new ... usually men are very eager to be Auntieīs lover. See it as a career move among other things ..." Hermes looked a bit puzzled "She doesnīt take one that often any more, you know .. she is so busy now. With writing and publishing very hot love stories in books and magazines. Maybe you have read some of them ... And she is creating and selling delicious scented perfumes - you must have smelled one of those. And she runs the biggest dating agencies in Europe - why it is even on-line now a days" Hermes smiled - looking proud of and happy for his aunt.

And Johnny thought to himself "He really loves his aunt Aphrodite"

"Yes, we do!" Athena smiled too. And then apologized for reading his thoughts again "But then again aun .. I mean, Aphrodite is one of the nicer one of our ilk - the gods and goddesses, I mean. And you could end up doing worse thing than being her lover. But - when you donīt want to ..." she held up her hands to ward of more protestations from Johnny "you donīt want o - we just have to tell her that. ... It is really a shame though. She was soooo taken with you, when Meeps showed her the videos, she has of you - and all the articles and pictures ... And there is this really huge web-site, Meeps knows about - Depfan or something - all in your honour ..."

Here Johnny hurried to ask; "Who is this Meeps any way!?! What have I ever done to her, that she should get me into this mess - and land me in jail too!! I am of a mind to wring her neck, spit on her shoes .. and - and hang her up upside down somewhere - and - and ... make her think twice about ..."

"Oh, Meeps didnīt get you thrown in the can!!" Hermes calmly interrupted Johnnyīs eruption "She would never do a thing like that .. I think .. And she would most certainly not send Heracles to bully and threaten you like that!! Of that I am quite sure! She hates that kind of thing ..."

"No, of course she wouldnīt! Ares send his old war horse - Heracles! And as a warrior - or former warrior, Heracles was just being a good little boy and doing, what his boss said, he should" Athena scoffed "Ares and Aphrodite had a torrid love - or more likely with him; sex-affair once, back when we were all a lot younger than today - before you were even thought off, my dear Johnny. And he just canīt seem to get it into his thick scull, that it is over and done with a really very long time ago. MEN!! So he had somebody falsify your papers ... They hacked into a government mainframe computer - or perhaps bribed some government official to do the deed - and changed you into this French Dapp guy ..."

"But donīt you worry about that, boyo" Hermes added smiling "Athena here is a genius with a laptop. And she changed it all back to normal in the car coming down here from The Valley. So now you are back to being John Christopher Depp. And not wanted by anybody - except for a whole lot of women - and at least one Greek goddess"

"Ares? You mean - like in the Greek god of war?" Johnny wasnīt sure, he would like the answer, but felt, he had to ask.

"Why, yes, old boy ... Ares is of course not a god anymore. None of us are - we are just tired old immortals .... He deals in arms now a days. And ... Iīm afraid, drugs on the side ... And he is a long time consultant for CIA, NSA - maybe also FBI .... Knew all the old guys too - Hitler, Goring, Stalin, Bugsy Siegel ... Howard Hughes, Pinochet ... Franco and Capone - those guys. What, with his years - and years of experience of war and mayhem, he is an absolute gem for people like that. But you are starting to look positively green in the face, kid - are you sure, you are alright?"

Hermes patted Johnnyīs hand on the table, and looked really concerned by now.

And Johnny certainly didnīt think, he could handled much more at the moment, thatīs for sure. A former god of war being jealous and wanting to harm him seriously. Sending a bloke to ... whatever. Because of an affair with a former goddess of love, Johnny hadnīt had yet - and wasnīt even sure ... No! Make that; pretty sure, he didnīt want to have ...

"I want to go home ..." he sighed. Knowing he sounded a bit like a whining five year old.

"Certainly, my darling baby boy" Athena said, and leaning across the table, she pecked him on the cheek - and Johnny strolled into the Book Soup - having only the very vaguest recollection of Californian cops, Frenchīs bank robbers, any half or whole gods and goddesses, crazy Danes, Gunter/Heracles and other assorted misfits in today's society.

He whistled a merry tune, and only thought of buying a childrenīs book, he had read about, for Lily-Rose - he had totally forgotten, his money lay at home on the dresser.

* Hermes: Greek god of - among other things - politicians, thieves, orators (actors ;-) ) and wandering salesmen. (even back in those days politicians wasnīt held in that high esteem, it seems ...) Hermes is the messenger for the other gods, and followed people to the Underworld, when they were dead.

After many problems, we are finally here with todays number of Mount Olympos News!! This is fresh off the fax machine as sent by our correspondent: Miss Meeps. So - without further ado - ready, Johnny? Get set! Lights, please ... Start! Aaaaand ACTION!! (Iīm just trying to make him feel at home ;-) )

CHAPTER FIVE.  Abduction.

Johnny Depp was late ... So he hurried into the Golden Swanīs lobby and across to the elevator. He came directly from Heathrow, and was suppose to meet Vanessa here at the MTW party.

It was a wonderful spring evening in London, so every body was outside enjoying the dayīs last warm sunshine, and Johnny stood alone in the elevator, while it took him to the 69th floor of the almost new and very expensive hotel.

When he arrived and got out, the worldīs most beautiful woman went past him in a cloud of rose scent, and mumbled "Why donīt you came up and see me sometime?" in a husky, seductive voice. And Johnny turned abruptly around and followed her into the elevator. Almost tripping himself in his eagerness ...

But a little voice yelled a protesting "Paaapa!!" in his head - or was it his heart? And he turned around once more, and stepped out of the elevator again. But .... he wasnīt in a posh hotel corridor anymore. Instead he stood in the middle of a luxurious, lush garden ....

With lilies and roses every where. In every imaginary size and colour. Hanging down - growing up - every where. Cooing doves showed off their shining white feathers among them. Little grey sparrows were very cute and very noisy. And red and grey squirrels compete and probably won the contest with them on both accounts. Cats lounges lazily every where the sun spreads its warmth, and looked very cuddly and ornate.

All this was so beautiful to look at and so delicious to smell, that Johnny just stood there - feeling dazed -and stared around him without really understanding, what he look at - what had happened - where he was .... His nose couldnīt handle all those beautiful scents, and went on strike - concentrating on a sweet, but slightly unpleasant odor coming from behind Johnny ... His brain announced "Goat" But before he could turn and have a look .... something very hard and even faster hit him from behind, and sent him flying over the green, green grass - completely knocking the air out of him in the landing.

"Oh, Ares! You naughty goat you ... Johnny is your friend too - you know that! I think, you are being a very silly pet now" a womanīs voice purred - sounding both exasperated and indulging at the same time. "And no matter, what he said all those years ago about sleeping with goats and ... He is human, Ares! The nanny-goats wouldnīt be interested, you know that! Even if Johnny .. were ... which he is NOT!"

Johnny finally managed to lift his head, turn a bit and look behind him - at the same gorgeous woman as before. Standing with one hand on the magnificently curled horn of a huge, shaggy brown and white billygoat - who didnīt look at all convinced, that Johnny was a friend of his ... and much less a friend of ours .....

The woman came over to Johnny, and started to help him get up on his feet again. All the while cooing; "Oh, did that bad goaty ram your poor little cute behind? There - there - letīs dust you off a bit, and ... Here! Let me kiss that little hand, and make it feel better .... Now it doesnīt hurt, does it, darling?"

Johnny thought: "In a moment, sheīll stick a comforter in my mouth and hand me a Teddy bear - at least she didnīt offer to kiss my ass like ... What is this!?!" He finally managed to ask the woman exactly that: "Who are you? And where are we? How the Hell - sorry, Maīm - but how did we get .. here .... And could you please do something about that goat? I think, he is backing up for another attack ..."

"Who, me? Iīm Aphrodite, of course - the goddess of love? And we are in my Garden Of Love. And in a moment, we are going to make wild, wonderful, sweet, tender love. The most passionate love - youīve ever experien .. ced ... Ares! You DO NOT ram him again! Go away, if you canīt be sweet!!"

Here Ares looked insulted to the very core of his being. He was not ... had never been ... and would certainly never be ... SWEET!!! The very idea - indeed!!! The goat walked away with his nose up in the air - outraged, that Aphrodite could become so silly over her latest, that she mistook him for one of the - PUSSYCATS!!!

Johnny almost felt sorry for the goat - but then he felt his sore behind ... And the rest of his body rather ached too, so his sympathy wasnīt as great, as it might have been otherwise.

"Now, Sweetie, we are going to ... Letīs see? I could ..." Here Aphrodite undid two shirt buttons and put a small warm hand inside "... do like this with this here nipple and ... Oh, you like that, Baby?" She purred.

A small - and getting smaller by the second - gentleman like portion of Johnnyīs mind started saying something about staying faithful to Vanessa ... honouring promises given ... To which his body rudely replied "Shut up, stupid! Canīt you see, Iīm busy!!"

And then - she kissed him on the mouth - thoroughly! And he loved it!! Against his will - certainly - but he loved it none the less. Very much so as a matter of fact. But then again Aphrodite is the goddess of love - and if she shouldnīt know, how to kiss, then who should?

Finally they had to breath, and Aphrodite looked a bit puzzled too ... "Yes - you are a great kisser as Faye said. A cute little mouth just right for kissing - check! Drew Barrymore was right too. And Anne Heche said, you were "damn cute" And so you are, Sweet pea - so you definitely are! Even my silly Meeps may be right - you might be the cutest man in the universe - ever ... But - there is something ... Although I canīt quite put my finger on it ...."

"Who is this Meeps?" Johnny hurried to ask. "She seems to run around sticking her big nose into things, she should stay out HELP!?!" A lightning bolt hit a lovely rose bush about seven feet in front of them - incinerating it completely. And thunder rumbled over their heads.

Now it was Aphroditeīs turn to pout - which suited her very much - and she said in a rather irritated tone "Oh, that dumb good-for-nothing ... Itīs my brother Zeus sending for me. He has probably gotten himself involved with some dame, who wants to be queen of Olympus. As if! Hera has done a good job all these centuries - and she was by the way queen, before he became king, if we get down to the small letters of the contract! So he should stop promising these broads things, that are not his to give away in the first place! Really - men! ... oh, I donīt mean you, Baby. You keep your promises. I am sure of that"

Johnny wasnīt so sure. But before he could say anything half sensible, another lightning bolt hit a single red rose just in front of his nose - making him jump quite a bit. And Aphrodite yelled "Oh, leave the plant life alone, you big crybaby you!! Donīt get your shorts in a twister - Iīm coming! I have to go, Darling - but when I get back, I promise you, weīll ... aaah"

With this she kissed his mouth once more - gently this time - and disappear in a pink and golden dust cloud. Leaving Johnny with his bad conscience - and looking around the wonderful Garden Of Love rather nervously - trying to find Ares, the goat ...

And here the gruesome author will leave her poor unwitting subjects for the week .. end ... What? Yes - well ... I suppose .... Mavis has just made me promise, that they can all go home and enjoy the week end. So off you go, Ares :-) Remember to be a good goat, and report back to work Monday ;-).....

.......

......Well ... Happy Monday to you, dear readers. And letīs get .. started ... Yes, Ares :-) Happy Monday to you actors too :-)) Sorry ;-) O.k :-)? ... yes, Johnny, he is spoiled. Just like you, my sweet ;-) Letīs go :-)!!

CHAPTER SIX.  Revelation.

Johnny knelt by the crystal clear little stream in Aphroditeīs Garden Of Love. And cupping his hands, he caught some of the cold spring water trickling out between the stones, and drank deeply of it. What!?! It tasted like coffee???

"It tastes of what ever, you want it to taste of" a voice mewed beside Johnny. But before he could look down to see, who it was, he heard another voice utter a challenging "baaah!!!" from across the stream - Ares the goat was back in action ...

Johnny felt something small and soft climb under his left arm and on to his lap. And when he did look down, he saw a rather small, ginger cat sitting itself down comfortably on his knee - hissing rather violently once and scratching the air a bit with one small paw in the general direction of the furious goat.

"Hi? ... Oh, no!! You are way too small, to take that one on, all by you wee self!" Johnny said. And scooping the little bundle of fur up in his hands, he got to his feat and started to turn, to try and make a run for it, when suddenly - something big, black and screaming tore through the rose bushes, across the water and went off in hot pursuit of the now terrified goat ...

"Dare ... devil?" Johnny just stood there - with his mouth hanging open and stared after the horse.

"Yes" Hermes sat smiling on Gunpowderīs broad back "We have just picked him up from the reform school for young criminal delinquents, he has spend some months at. You know - a place for rebels without a sauce - eh, cause ... Daredevil is a new and better horse now! He has even promised the headmistress of the school, that heīll look up Christopher Walken, and apologize for scaring him like that in Sleepy Hollow. ... although one could claim, Daredevil just tried to stay in character as the Headless Horsemanīs horse"

"Oh ..." was all, that Johnny could think to answer. And Hermes jumped off the horse, and strolled over to him.

"I am sorry, you had to go through this after all, kiddo" Hermes said "But we didnīt manage to get in contact with Aphrodite in time. And tell her, you didnīt want to - you know .... She almost never returns phone calls - or answer e-mails. And either she doesnīt show up, or she comes very late for appointments. And she didnīt come to the one appointment, we did manage to get with her. She moves around the world, as the whim takes her ... so she is a difficult woman to track down, if you are in a hurry, as we were ..."

"Sounds familiar, doesnīt it?" a small voice mewed between Johnnyīs warm hands, where the pussycat was trying to have a very cuddly time - pressing her little head up under his chin as much as humanly possible - or felinely pussyble. "A-what?" asked Johnny. And held the squirming baby puss out for inspection "Did you hear this little one say anything? Like .. human words?" he asked Hermes.

"Maybe you better put her down - over there on that big flat rock for example. Then weīll see, if she has something to say for herself" Hermes suggested. And when Johnny did so, the kitten hissed once at Hermes - then shrugged her shoulders and said very distinctly "Flop!" And became - a middle aged, quite ordinary and fat white woman in a pair of blue jean and a orange t-shirt ...

Johnny thought, he had given up on being surprised by now. But when the woman asked Hermes with a little smile: "What was it, the sweet would do to me, "Uncle"? Wring my neck - spit on my shoes ... and then what?" Johnny took an involuntarily step forward, and said " YOU are Meeps!?!" Meeps admitted to being guilty in that.

And then her smile got broader, when Johnny told her, he didnīt - really ... want to do anything to her neck - or other parts of her. Looking rather sweetly embarrassed saying so.

"But you have every right to being angry at me, Johnny" Meeps admitted a bit more serious "I told Aphrodite about you. Showed her, how utterly lovely - gorgeous - wonderful you are - tshee! Yes, Iīll stop praising you, Sweets. But forgot to - didnīt think of making her promise not to drag the REAL Johnny Depp into this my fantasy queen-dom. ... one of course has to be able to differen .. tiate ... Stop laughing, "Uncle"! Itīs a long word ... between the real person and the imaginary figure - fantasy image, you have of the real person. Not expect the real man to be ready for any thing, you could want him to do ... Well - you sure got kissed by her, anyway, didnīt you ....."

Johnny looked away. Thinking about that kiss with a guilty kind of pleasure. "O.k.! Enough about that!!" Meeps smiled a bit wryly "But I do feel responsible for this sorry mess ... So if you will please come with me ... perhaps both of you - to my house just behind this garden - I think, I have a way for you to get back to the MTV party - your life. And no more late, than you already were"

Johnny nodded. Sure he would follow her - he would try almost anything to get back to the paparazziīs flash lights instead of real lightning bolts. But he said "Its actually MTW - Multi Talented Weirdoes ... just my kind of people" And Meeps giggled and said "Mine too"

So Johnny, Hermes and Meeps left Aphroditeīs gorgeous Garden Of Love, and followed the babbling little stream into the green wood. Gunpowder had already left to see, what Daredevil would do to Ares.

And Meeps could hear, she was babbling too ... just because she was so nervous. But then again it isnīt every day, the man, you most like to fantasize about in the world, visits your fantasy world, is it? It shouldnīt be happening, according to all kind of laws and regulations. Meeps shook her head and thought "Must be that crazy īdite! With love anything is possible"

No, no, Ares - HWDF doesnīt hate you ... You just rammed her favorite bab .... boy :-) And maybe Kemia is right - you are a little bit in love with Johnny :-) It is hard not to ... How rude!!! And will you come back here, you obnoxious beast! No matter, what impolite words, you want to use about me, our reader is already here!! ... eh ... yes - so you are, dear reader :-) Sorry :-) We better start then ;-)

CHAPTER SEVEN.  Adoration.

Johnny Depp can no more stop being curious, than he can stop breathing. So while he walked with Hermes and Meeps through the spring green wood heading for her house, he couldnīt help asking her "What is this place? ... and how the he .. hedgehog could you be a pussycat one moment and a human the next?"

"Well" Meeps looked at the trees - the flitting birds - a couple of noisy squirrels running up a beech tree - at the sunlight gilding the waves in the brook beside the path - anywhere but at Johnny "You see - this is my fantasy king, eh ... queen dom - so I can do just about anything, I want to. And be any person, I want to. And I can imagine all the people - invented or otherwise - I love, to be here. "Uncle" Hermes, Aphrodite, Long John Silver, queen Eleanor - the wizards Merlin, Fizban .. and Gandalf ... Donald Duck - and Donnie Brascos. And Lefty of course. Ares just loves Lefty. You have actually been - or rather your imaginary counterpart have been here many times - I fantasize a bit about you, you see ..."

"Or a whole lot. Her imaginary Johnny practically lives here" Hermes mumbled on the other side of Johnny. And Meeps promptly stuck her tongue out at the god.

"Oh, come off it, Uncle!" she said "Itīs not like either of you have never imagine yourself with people or in situations, you normally never would encounter - Johnny couldnīt act, if he couldnīt imagining things - people - situations!"

"You see, Johnny" Hermes continued smilingly, unperturbed by the not so polite mortal hostess "YOU shouldnīt be here - in the flesh. Aunt Aphrodite should only have imagined you to be here, like Meeps do. But Auntie being ... Auntie ... a rather spoiled goddess - of course wanted the ABSOLUTE BEST - the real thing ... And no! Meeps! I didnīt mean Coca Cola ... although Johnny is brown and sweet like the famous ... whatever ... So Auntie tricked you into coming here for real. So she could try to seduce you"

"I adore you ... You are my human god of love" Meeps explained - ignoring Johnnyīs frown "So I donīt blame her for being attracted to you. But there is a great difference between imagination and real life. And since you in your real life love Vanessa Paradis and your daughter, I want you to get back to them and be happy"

"Hrm!" Johnny sank the lump in his throat "That is mighty civil of you ..." Then a thought struck him "But wonīt you get in trouble with aunt ... the goddess ... I mean ... she does seem to know a man ... eh .. a god, who can throw a mean thunder bolt ..."

Here Hermes and Meeps couldnīt help giggling "Yes, he does throw a mean - tshee- hee - thunder bolt, doesnīt he? Maybe he should become the world champion in lightning throwing?" Hermes sniggered.

And Meeps smiled "No. Not if we can get Aphrodite to sit down and listen. She can be a reasonable lady - goddess, if you know, how to talk to her. And it is not like, there isnīt other little fishes in the frying pan ... or something. You are just such a perfectly sweet little cutie pie, that ... yes, yes, Iīll be quiet about that"

"Yes, well ... I canīt see myself as such a great catch ..." Johnny said. And pretended not to hear Meeps, when she said "That is part of your charm, Sweetie"

He just went on "It is not, that I am not tempted by the goddessīoffer ... She sure knows, how to kiss ... And one is only mortal ... So I ..." Then suddenly he yelled something scared sounding and took a couple of steps back, because Ares the goat stood in front of them on the path.

"He IS going home, Ares!!" Meeps said sternly, and walked in front of Johnny with her arms akimbo "There is no reason to act like that, you silly little fool! He wants to go back to Vanessa and Lily-Rose. Donīt you?" she asked Johnny over her shoulder.

"Ye-yes, I do - that g-goat really wants me to go home?"

"Yes" Hermes said "For one thing - a real person can really disturb things here. Ares rammed you. before he realized, you were real - you could have broken something, dear boy ... Fantasy figures are like "toons" - figures in a cartoon. No matter what happens, we always get up again. Meeps here ainīt real either - she is called Ulla in real life. Does not wear fur - on principle. Doesnīt live in a forest - or have me as an honourary uncle. And there are other differences too"

"Yes, unfortunately" Meeps sighed, and scratched Ares between the horns "you would like to stay, Baby? But that canīt be done, I am sad to say ... You can of course fantasize about this place, when you get home. Add some figures - remove others. Remove me perhaps .... Relieve your ears of all the yackity-yack. But the only way, you can normally share my fantasy, is if I tell you about it .. And you then use your own imagination to make your image of what Iīm saying"

"No, Meeps - I wouldnīt leave you out ... Then there would be no small puss to defend me against the dangerous billy-goat. This place wouldnīt be quiet the same without you" Johnny said softly. And then didnīt know where to look, when Meeps beamed happily at him.

"And for another thing - goats ... eh .. this goat anyway, is a very moral and romantic critter" Hermes smiled - trying to let the blushing people regained their calm "He knows, you have a family, so he wants you to go back to them" Here Ares send Hermes a look, which clearly said "You must have lost your marbles!" But then the goat apparently decided, the idea did sort of present him in a good light, because he didnīt comment on it. And Hermes smiled a wry smile back at him.

"Yes, I really do want to go back to my girls" Johnny said, and tried cautiously to scratch behind one goat ear - and the goat actually loved it. Pressed his head up against Johnnyīs hand like the most playful of pussycats.

"Hmmm - it seems, we have a truce" Johnny smiled. Then added: "I was about to say - I am tempted to stay, because here is very beautiful - and peaceful ... now that Ares is friendly like. And the goddess certainly is very lovely. As a goddess of love of course should be. Although I canīt precisely say, what she looks like ... It is as if she is all women - all at once ... But still - I am not a free man anymore ... And I love it. I am already missing Lily-Rose and Vanessa ... And I wonīt go sneaking around behind their backs having an affair - I donīt have the nerves for ... Hmmm. That just isnīt fair. So ... I do hope, the love goddess is as sensible, as you say ..."

"Oh, she is. Can be ... Donīt worry about it. Or Iīll sig Ares at her. Then he can act as her conscience for a bit. Right, Ares?" giggled Meeps. And Ares agreed with a loud "Baaaah"

Warning, my very dear readers! Looong chapter ahead today!! What? ... oh - Johnny says, we better get started, then - and when he is right, he is right ;-) So ... LADIES AND GENTS - one moment ... sorry :-).... some of the trees were still in their dressing room ;-) STORY-TIME!! (tshe :-) )

CHAPTER EIGHT.  Relation.

Meepsī house in the woods turned out to be a rather small cottage - done in red brick, with green shutters and a green door - and a rather shaggy, thatched roof on top. The whole thing looked like it had grown up out of the ground - much like the huge oak tree, who stood protectively stretching its branches out over it. And the small brook ran past it to the right out towards the sea, you could vaguely see through the trees behind the house.

Meeps said, she would love to invite them in for coffee, tea or something stronger. But Johnny was probably eager to get going, so if they would come out back, and help her find the Ninth Door? That should do the trick. So they went through a narrow gate in a white picket fence, followed a winding path a bit down hill and found a smallish green tool shed decorated with climbing red roses ... And Meeps for some reason giggled, when the door squeaked a bit.

"But donīt you mean the Ninth Gate" Johnny asked, and then thought "No, fool. She probably means, what she says!"

But Hermes smiled, and patted Johnny on the shoulder "Easy on our friend Johnny, old boy. Yes, Meeps usually means, what she says. But she can make mistakes just like any body else - including the gods ..."

"Certainly I can and do - all the time. But not in this case" Meeps smiled and started looking through all the strange things in the tool shag. "We canīt use the Ninth Gate, Johnny - you donīt want to go to Hell - you want to go home to Paradis"

Johnny agreed in that, but also started looking around - at a box full of balls, clubs and other thing for juggling. And Samīs top hat hanging on the baseball bat, Glen never got to use on Freddy Krueger. Over in the corner stood a long bow, and a green quiver with equally long arrows. And a wooden staff with a golden dragon claw clutching a crystal on top - Johnny could swear, it wanted him to hold it, so he did.

But taking the staff in the corner made him noticed a little brown owl sitting on the back of a wicker chair "That stuffed owl is cute" he commented to Meeps. But the owl opened a eye, and said "Do kaī selv være nuttet! A er sgu da ikke udstoppet" And very deliberately and offended turned his back on Johnny.

By now Johnny had given up on being surprised, so he just laughed. But Meeps said "Be polite, Archimedes. Johnny doesnīt understand Da .. nish ... It is not MY Johnny. He knows, you are not stuffed ... This is the real Johnny Depp, and he didnīt understand, that you think, he is cute too"

Archimedes looked over his shoulder "Hm - yes, so he is ... Aphrodite brought him?" When all nodded, the owl continued "Oh, boy, what a mess ... Shouldnīt you stay out of this, Lass. She has mellowed over the years, but she is still a very spoiled lady ... No, of course you canīt - especially not, when it is your cutie"

"Nope, Arkee. I got him in to this ... Can you remember, where we put the Ninth Door, after we used it to get to Mos Eisley and back again?" Meeps asked. And then giggled, when Archimedes pointed a wing at the door, they had entered through.

"Yes, of course. Look, Johnny - it is this old door from the Batesī motel - itīs number six ... Sorry, the number is upside down. Now it is a number nine. If we can hang that up instead of the door normally connecting my bedroom and living room - and close it ... And then - when you open it again, Johnny - you just go through it ... and youīre home safe and sound - or at least back in that hotel elevator"

So they carried it into the house and worked a bit at it. Meeps even found a couple of cool beer in the fridge - and a coke for herself. And finally the door was hung in the doorframe.

Johnny wasnīt mad at either of them any more. Or felt nervous around - o.k. - afraid of - Hermes for that matter. Not now, that he knew, who - or rather, what Hermes was. He actually rather liked the friendly, peaceful god. So he hugged both Hermes and Meeps quite friendly to say goodbye. They did try their best to help him after all - even though they had in a way landing him in the problems in the first place. Johnny also solemnly shook Archimedesī right claw to say goodbye. An act, that for some reason seemed to please Meeps immensely.

He had already turned to the Ninth Door, put his hand on the doorknob and started to turn it, when he heard Meeps saying softly behind him "Oops ..."

And Johnny felt the small hair at the nape of his neck stand to attention. He stood very still for what felt like a very looong moment - and then looked back - to see Aphrodite standing between Hermes and Meeps .....

"Now, listen" Johnny began ".. Maīam ..... Iīm very flattered, you think so well of me, that you want me to be ... you know .... your lover. And if I was alone and free and - and ... it would be quite another matter. Then I would probably jumped at ... B-but you see ... I am with - I want to be with mummmmph ..."

Here Johnny had to stop, because Aphrodite stepped forward, and placed her warm soft hand over his mouth. "Shhh, Little One" She said - smiling very affectionately at him "Athena finally got me to sit down and talk at Olympus - she can be a rather forceful young lady, when she wants to ... And she had used Zeusīs remote for the thunder bolts - that cheeky little ... But she explained all about you wanting to do the right thing by your girl and child ... And I like that very much. I am the goddess of love after all. All kind of love. Even if I would have liked to have some of that love coming my way ... It is perfectly fine. Oh, stop staring, Meeps! If I forced him, it wouldnīt be love, would it now? Tricking and seducing people - forgetaboutit, yes! Forcing people - no!!! And NO, I am NOT spoiled!!"

"I didnīt say a word" Hermes smiled.

"No. But you thought so loud, every body could hear" Aphrodite sighed - then continued smiling "Besides - Athena has done a bit of research too. It seems, you are ... my son. And since we - the greek gods, that is - long ago gave up on incestuous marriages .. eh ... relationships, Iīll of course leave you alone. That way, that is. I might come visiting, but promise to behave so ... chaste, your wife will think, Iīm a nun ... argh!!"

"Son!!!" Johnny and Meeps exclaimed at the same time. And then Meeps started to dance merrily around Hermes "Yes, of course, you are the son of Love herself!!! That is why, you are so absolutely lovely - gorgeous - fine - wonderful, a purr ... fect angel prince ... Yes, yes, I promised, Sweetie. No praise. But that is marvelous, īdite!! Just utterly marvelous!!!"

Johnny finally managed to interrupt the chatterbox "How can I be your son ... my motherīs name is Betty Sue ... And my fatherīs John - and I donīt understand one word of this..."

"No, Sweetie" Aphrodite said - smiling a bit at Meeps, who stood hugging Hermes, and had put half her fist into her mouth in order to keep quiet.

"But according to Athena - who usually knows, what she is talking about - the clever wizard Mihneeous made an experiment with some of my divinely DNA some 37-38 odd years ago. I donīt know how he had gotten hold of it .... And he used one of Meepsī ancestorsī life creating spells - one of Raistlinīs spells - to make it come to life. Become you"

Johnny shook his head. But Aphrodite has always been good at ignoring, what she donīt want to see or hear, so she continued her explanation "It was not suppose to go further than his laboratory .... but for some reason, he changed his mind. And you, Johnny, got born into the real world. ... look, baby - your parents are ... still your parents. Iīm your spiritual mother, so to speak ... I canīt explain it better than that. I have just given you that extra little bit of something ... charm, sweetness .. sex appeal. ... you do blush, Sugar? Yes, you do! ... but ask Athena, if you want the more scientific explanation, Baby. But you are my beautiful beloved son ... I love you, my darling. I am very, very proud of having such a talented, clever baby boy"

And just to prove it, Aphrodite hugged and kissed him - but this time in a very motherly fashion.

"But miss Meeps here is right then - you are the son of old Love herself, Johnny-boy. And that does somehow seem very right and proper too. You are just as charming and enchanting as Aphro .. dite ... What, Archimedes? .... no, he doesnīt like to hear it. THAT character trait he hasnīt inherited from his Mum here. She want her praise morning, noon and night. The more, the merrier goddess" Hermes concluded.

Meeps hugged Johnny once more - to congratulate him, she sniffled. And then asked, if he would like to get back to the real world now. Johnny hugged her back - still feeling very confused ... And then nodded. Yes - this was all very nice - but he would like to get back to the normally crazy world - please ...

So he said his goodbyes once more. And despite being confused, he also felt rather happy - all this love and praise was indeed very, very embarrassing ... but-rather-wonderful-too! And finally Johnny stepped through the Ninth Door into the elevator of The Golden Swan in London. Hearing behind him Meeps exclaim "That darn Daredevil is in the strawberries again!! That posh school didnīt help one little bit!!!"

Well ... for those of you still hanging in there - those who didnīt leave, when Johnny did ... here is the absolute last chapter of this crazy story. Where I try to tie some things up - but have to let others hang dangling ... Tshe :-) And I promise you - Johnny might have left the building, but they talk quite a bit about him ;-) ... oh, by the way, my dear Kemia-turtle - I brought my satchel to day. Want to get up in that :-)? That way, youīll neither be left behind or stepped on ;-D

CHAPTER NINE.  Argumentation.

Those left behind in the cottage looked at each other. And Archimedes hooted softly "That was nice - you were sweet to him, īdite - and if heīs anything like "Meepsī Johnny", it couldnīt have happened to a nicer guy" Meeps nodded with a little sigh, and then said "Will you help me changing the doors back again, "Uncle"?"

"Sure, Sweetheart" Hermes said, and started to lift the Ninth Door of the hinges.

"What was all that about ... the reason behind me being so crazy about this little sweetie, that I disregard all rules and regula ... Yes-yes, Archimedes, I have done that before - and over guys only half as wonderful - but why this time?" Aphrodite said. Sitting herself down in a comfy easy chair to watch the other work. Her favorite pastime after making love.

"Cupid" Hermes suggested."Either on his own - to please his Mum with the gift of a little fling, and annoy his Dad. Or Ares lured his son Cupid - his and yours son - into shooting you with his arrow - to make you crazy - too crazy about Johnny Depp, Auntie. So you lost your common sense, and dragged the real person through to the imaginary world here ...."

They could hear Athena yelling outside at the horses and the goat, who apparently didnīt want to leave the garden. Finally it got quiet, and she came in shaking her head, and saying with a fond little smile "They are rascals, those three .... beasts - but at least they are charming rascals"

"But Ares did send Heracles to the jail in Los Angeles, didnīt he?" Meeps asked. Getting back to trying to figure out the reason for Aphroditeīs infatuation with Johnny Depp, while she very carefully leaned the Ninth Door up against the wall.

In Meepsī mind it was all straight forward - just a case of Johnny being lovely enough to tempt any woman - or goddess for that matter - into doing crazy things. But she had a sneaky suspicion, that she mainly thought so, because she herself would love to go out and do crazy things with him.

"He did" Hermes agreed "And - come to think of it, Athena ... Maybe you and I better have a talk with Heracles. It seems, he canīt handle, that people doesnīt believe in him anymore - that kid always was a handful. And then that role - the fact, that he didnīt get to play himself. What was that guyīs name again, who did? Zorba or something? I like Xena and Gabrielle much better myself"

"Kevin Sorbo" Athena corrected "Nice man actually. But Xena - forgetaboutit! Just my kind of women!! Although Ares thinks, he has invented her all by his little old self ... heh!! And yes, we can talk to Heracles - but he was always more Aresī boy than mine. More brawn than brain, Iīm afraid ... As for Ares himself - same problem. Never much for long term plans and such. So he probably got jealous of Johnny, when he saw, how smitten you were, Auntie. Hadnīt thought the whole thing through. And then started making trouble for our poor Johnny-boy"

"Perhaps ... But if he is still being jealous, when ever I am with some cutie pie - then why aim Cupidīs arrow at me in the first place?" Aphrodite mused. "No - as you say, he doesnīt think the thing through first. Because he could have had Cupid shoot Johnny too ... that would have help his plan along. Then Johnny would have been ready for every crazy little thing, I could imagine doing. And that is - as you all know - quite a bit"

"Yes. But the "hit man" - Cupid that is - could probably not find Johnny and shoot him in the first place" giggled Meeps "Johnny can be a hard man to find. Just ask his fans and the press. You are Cupidīs Mum after all - he does get to see you pretty often"

"Yes, maybe thatīs it" Aphrodite said slowly "Now ... Johnny has been a rather wild sweetie before ... but he is starting to get even more over to "my side" than he has been all along. More love than anger and violence. Oh, stop giggling! I love a bad boy as much as the next woman!! Although - when Michael Jackson kept bragging "I`m bad! Iīm bad ..." it became a little too much ... How about some modesty!!"

"Oh, yes! Modesty Blaze!! Just love her! Must be related to Xe ... na ... Yes, Auntie, you were saying?"

"Hermes - really ..." Aphrodite smiled fondly at her blushing nephew. And then went on "It of course depends on how he is besides - if he is sweet and smart beside being rebellious .... And Johnny has been sweet and smart all along. And he is fast becoming ... well, just plain depply! I mean; lovely - tshee. And I love him - would love to have him as my lover. But is even more proud to be his "mumsy" .... but maybe Ares thought, he could make so much trouble for Johnny - by making him fool around with me - that Vanessa would throw him out. And that might make Johnny start acting up worse than before ... Getting back on Aresī side of the fence - at war with the whole world ... And himself most of all ..."

"And that might make his friends get tired of him - the people, he would like to work with - his fans ... everybody would give up on him ..." Archimedes looked like a very sad owl just thinking about that "Or ... maybe he thought - Ares, that is! at first ... that you would keep Johnny here, so he had got rid of him! No more women sighing over a sweet, gentle baby guy - instead they would be mooning over big, rather dumb, violent - macho brutes!! ... more Aresī type of men"

"Maybe, Owl kin" Hermes straighten up and rubbed his lower back "There, Darlinī Everything is back in place again. ... Johnny too. He is home, where he belongs" He smiled. "Now we only need to put the Ninth Door back in the tool shed and ..." Here Aphrodite lazily waved a little finger a bit. And the door disappeared from the living room with a loud "ping!" and only left some pink and golden dust, that made Meeps sneeze - she was allergic to Aphroditeīs divine brand of magic at times.

"You are too much together with humans, Hermes" Aphrodite giggled "Sometimes, I swear, you totally forget, you are a god" Then she added - giggling even more "Oh, stop pouting, Meepsy kin. Some of my best friends are humans. I for instance love both you and the Johnny-boy, who has just left us. .... I still think, he is a totally babe .... Forgetaboutit!!! Tshee-hee"

"Well, he is yours, isnīt he? So he couldnīt very well be anything less, could he now?" Athena asked wryly "But the war about him - and in him between Love and War will probably go on for a long time yet - as in all humans ... And maybe even harder in Johnnyīs case ... Because Ares would love to have him over on his side. Such a charmer as our Johnny-boy could easily convince people to do the most stupid - perhaps evil things, if he wanted ... Argh!! I am glad, he is Loveīs baby instead of Warīs!!!"

Here Meeps thought, she better try lighten the mood a bit, so she giggled "Want to see, if Daredevil and friends has left any of the strawberries?" And so they all went out to have a look.

But as they left the cabin, Aphrodite sighed - and when asked why, she explained "Well, it is just ... in a way I wish, Johnny hadnīt turned out to be my son ... Oh, I love him - and am very proud of him - indeed, but ... His hair is so soft - it feel like the softest, finest silk to touch. And when I kissed him - before .. in the Garden ... even though I could somehow feel the connection between us ... and it didnīt feel quite right kissing him like that .... But I manage to sneak a hand in behind his belt - and I tell you, girls - the skin on his belly was as soft as ... What did you say, Meeps?"

"Ye goddesses!!!" Meeps exclaimed "You have the readers drooling by now ... and I canīt afford to pay for new computers, if the liquid dripping down in the keyboards, make their machines crash and burn! Or make the poor men and women reading this blow a mental fuse, trying to imagine, how soft Johnnyīs ... really, APHRODITE!!!"