Grecian Urn...

"Mmmm... back to what you want, I see... I'm starting to like you greedy."

She smiled, leaning back a bit to look up at him with a clouded expression... then smiled, transporting them both from the bar to the living room of the home she shared with Anteros.

"Home sweet home..."

She pulled back, hand reaching for his as she turned to move toward the hot tub. She led the way toward the back of the house, stoppng abruptly as she came to the doorway of the kitchen, spying Anteros and Flidais.

"I... thought you were in Bantry Bay?"

The house felt way too quiet once Mel had left and with Anteros still sleeping off his early morning drinking binge, Psyche decided to take a walk on the beach. It was rare that she was anywhere besides Olympus, so she was going to enjoy this while she could.

A little girl with brown curly hair ran past her, shooting Psyche with a mischievous grin as she ran to collect sand for the sand castle she and her siblings were making. Psyche returned the smile, thinking about the child Eros and she always talked about having, but never got around to. Now that she'd cheated, she was unsure they would ever have offspring, let alone a marriage, once he found out.

She was so wrapped up in her thoughts, it took a minute or two for her to clue in that all the noise on the beach had stopped.

The ocean wasn't crashing. The birds weren't calling. And looking at the little girl she'd just smiled at, Psyche knew something was definitely off. She stood, bent at the waist, by the water's edge, her pail still gathering water that was no longer moving.

Psyche didn't even stop to think. She ran straight back to the house, calling for Anteros, the entire way.

Never once did she realize the nagging headache that had plagued her from day one of the switch was finally gone.

Once Ate had left the club, she knew she needed to work at getting rid of the pent up energy that she was currently blaming on Momos... One kiss freely given. What did he think this was, some sort of fucking fairy tale? She had kept her cool as she walked out, only giving into the disgruntlement she felt once she was outside his place. Cooking wasn't going to calm this... particularly not given her current state. A diner filled with misery was not the place for her. She wasn't too far from home... about 20 miles, give or take, which was just perfect as far as she was concerned. She walked a few blocks from the comedy club, easily ignored by mortals, clothes shifting into running clothes... sports bra, leggings, and sneakers. She stretched her arms out over her head, Bending her back down, arms remaining outstretched until they reached the ground in front of her feet. That was all the stretching she needed, really... And she began to run.

Ate had always run... Myths like to say she tread on the heads of men, rather than earth, but she didn't need to o that to wreak havoc with them. A bit of an exaggeration, perhaps, but she had spent her life outrunning the Litae, who were never quite quick enough to catch her. She ran fast and furious, never breaking a sweat as she pounded along the sidewalks of Olympic Blvd.. ... to Century City, cutting down Avenue of the Stars befor And while the e finding a road that paralleled Pico Blvd...., which would take her down to Santa Monica, and the areas she often ran with Adonis... not that he'd be able to catch up with in this sort of mood.

It took just over an hour... Ate could outrace any marathon runner when trying. And while the exertion was doing the trick... her body worked out its physical craving.... it didn't seem to be doing the trick for her mental state.

She let herself into Anteros' house, finding the note pretty quickly, and sighing as she read. It was good for him to be somewhere he was comfortable... She could use his knowledge right now. She sank onto the sofa, Fingering the remote and queuing up the recording for the past few days worth of Days, trying to sink her way into it.

Were kisses always like that , and she just forgot? Was it possible to forget something like that? Had she been really screwed up with this whole switch, and gone all sexpot or something? She didn't even *like* him that much, did she? He was fine, and they had fun, and he teased her.... except he said he wasn't teasing.

It was half an hour into the second episode of Days before she realized she had no idea what was going on. Apparently, her uncle had fucked her head up so badly.... Days held no interest. What the hades was wrong with her?

Glancing at the note again she waffled... did this count as needing him? on one hand, she hated to interrupt him... on the other... she couldn't concentrate on anything. Not even Days. With a groan she stood, instantly back in normal clothes, and just as instantly in Bantry Bay, knocking heavily on the door to where she assumed he was. He knew about this shit, right?

Anteros was glad to reach the hall outside of his mother's large parlor; glad that he was away from his bickering family and the strife he'd been witness to. It was all a bit much to endure when you weren't accustomed to family, let alone family reunions and gatherings of any kind; especially when extended family showed up at such a function. He hadn't realized how much it would press on his nerves being presently the God of Scorn.

Still he felt like nothing had been accomplished while he and Flidais were there, other then clearing their own names before the rest there by taking up the goblet and swearing on it before all to see.

After leading Flidais outside his mother's temple and walking down the step he was relieved to admit: "I'm glad we're out of there love. I'm not in the mood to cope with raging egos as horrible if not much worse than my own."

Apollo pushed past him, his arms around Eris as he laughed at Hermes. They all left him in the entry way alone, Dite's voice in his head as he tried to make sense...

Everything felt wrong. His hands were shaking as he reached out for the the door, only to pull back a moment later and look away.

It is all wrong Dite, he said softly, Apollo...

He drifted, stumbling back as groaned. It was wrong. It was all wrong. He moved from the entry way, and through Dite's more private quarters. A servant came running toward him, and Hermes jerked away, surprised and startled as he pushed her away.

"I know you were behind it, just fix it all." The girl hissed it at him as he back away, "Die...Die....Poor little Hermes."

"Get away from me!"

She stopped looking at him Maliciously (or that was what he saw) before she turned an ran out of the room, Hermes falling to the floor and crawling into a corner where he hide, curled into a ball and rockin'.

Its all wrong...I didn't do it....I...

Only he wasn't so sure anymore.

Chin up and full of confidence, she walked out of her salon into the main audience chamber, escorted by Deimos. She paused once inside, taking a quick inventory of those there... some were expected of course, and others posed quite the surprise. She pat Deimos arm lightly and released it with a smile.

"I'm going to make the rounds... if you'd like to rejoin your brother, that'd be fine."

If he wished to go with her he was of course welcome, but she doubted he was really in the mood. Seeing as how she already felt a pang of guilt for what she'd asked of him, she saw no need to torture him further. She decided to start at the back, moving to each group of individuals quickly, greeting each deity in turn, offering each a welcome of some sort, stopping only for a moment with each.

"Iris, thank you for coming."

"Anteros, please stop scowling... it's hardly flattering."

"...Flidais. What a surprise.. welcome to my home."

"Artemis. It's good to see you. Thank you for getting the ball rolling with the refreshments... There may have been riots. It's appreciated."

"Hephaestus..." To him she said nothing, just smiled as patted his cheek lightly, thumbing away the lipstick mark left by Artemis' kiss.

She moved closer to where the bulk of her children were gathered, and a small stand off seemed to be happening.

"Harmonia.. Do sit up straight, please.:

"Strife" She offered him a wink. "You're still here and sitting still? Wonders may never cease."

"Ate - It's been a very long time since you've graced my temple."

"Elpis. Welcome."

"Zelos... You already know I'm glad to see you."

"Limos.... my, you've grown up quite handsome, haven't you?"

"Lethe, a pleasure."

She bent down to kiss Phobos,the only one of her children present she'd not seen recently, on the cheek lightly. "You're plotting something, darling... I hope it waits till we're done here."

She straightened and smiled at everyone again, surprised at hose she noticed were missing.. Hermes, most obviously, and Thanatos - though she expected he'd return. Hermes, though - one could never be sure about. He could be dealt with later, though.

"Thank you all for coming. I do appreciate your patience. I wanted to say first that I realize everyone is being affected by this... and I kno no one is very happy. I do not know what has happened - but I plan on working hard to find out what it is, and restore everyone to their rightful selves. I know we're all anxious for answers, and while I can't promise any today, I do hope that maybe collectively we can perhaps pool our knowledge, and see if together we might be able to discover anything."

Anteros escorted the ladies in his company to the right side of his mother's parlor that was thankfully away from his immature brothers who he had noticed was making eyes at Lethe before deciding to join his sister in law in a separate sitting area.

Anteros released Flidais and waited for the ladies to take their seats while he greeted Psyche, "It's been a long time."

Was Flidais right in assuming he was always a gentleman?

Had his personality stayed intact as much as Iris thought?

When faced with Psyche, who he had mixed feelings about, there was something a bit sinister in the words he had just spoken to her.

Flidais watched them go and when they disappeared from from sight she sighed softly before leaning her head against Anteros' shoulder.

"Janice Dickinson and a wall of trees, those were some interesting suggestions."

She straightened up again but stayed close to Anteros, despite them not being who they were Flidais still felt comfortable and 'safe' in his presence down here on the mortal plane. Dite's meeting however was staring to worry her.

"Anteros..what if I'm the only foreigner who's been touched by all this. What if everyone thinks that somehow it's my fault?"

As much as she wished she was being dramatic, she knew that the possibility existed that she'd be blamed merely because she wasn't one of them.

Anteros hoped he would find Ate at this diner he knew she liked to work at when she needed a break from her usual. If she wasn't there he was at a loss of where to search for her next with the exception of his house. He didn't think if her powers were as botched as his, that she would be at any of the other spots she worked. He only hoped that his mother was right in gathering everyone and hoped that once everyone was rounded up that together they could determine what had happened and hopefully reverse it. He didn't want to be...a god of hate and riots or whatever he currently was.

He opened the glass door with the brightly colored welcome sign suction stuck on the other side of the transparency.
An electric chime hailed their arrival as he waited for Flidais to cross the threshold, "After you."

He could still be somewhat of a gentleman despite the lack of sympathy for anyone other than himself.

"What do you say Guinness? Should we go do some exploring?"

Guinness cocked his head to the right, then the left before closing his eyes again trying to slip back into the nap that Flidais had interrupted.

"Well I suppose I can just go out by myself and you can stay here."

Guinness opened one eye, then the other before getting to his feet with a canine sigh knowing that his mistress would surely attract some sort of trouble once she stepped through the gates into the common areas. Especially after the 'big bang'.

Flidais smiled as Guinness lumbered to the door and hurried changed into something a little less formal for their walk. Her dagger appeared in the air besides her and she carefully placed it into the front pocket of the oversized sweatshirt she had decided to wear.

"Can't be too careful these days."

She was thinking about what had transpired the other day. She and Guinness had been outside when it happened. Of course neither of them knew exactly what 'it' was but they had felt it and the goddess doubted that the change had gone unnoticed by any immortal being yet for all of it's power it seemed she felt no ill effects from it.

What she did find interesting however was the sudden convergence on the Mount of those she knew and considered to be her friends. Harmonia, Anteros and most shockingly a presence that had long dropped off her radar. Deimos. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she had seen that half of the twins. Before Ares, before Anteros but none of that mattered for his presence told her that whatever had happened was perhaps bigger than she thought.

Flidais had gone home when the trouble started, not wanting to be caught in the middle between anything but being home had quickly become lonely for her as she had gotten quite use to socializing with all types of Gods and Goddesses on the mount. So after a few days of debating her decision she decided it was time to go back and check things out on her own. Of course she was still cautious since she hadn't settled anything with her husband either and she couldn't take the chance that he was lurking in the shadows waiting for her to drop her wards and make his move. So that is why she returned to what had become her second home under the cover of night, carefully slipping through the woodlands on that formed a natural property line and then using the larger privacy hedges as cover as she made her way across the yard and into her house.

Once she was inside, she re-secured her grounds, ensuring that the only immortal presence who could not enter would be her husband, then with a thought her gardens were weeded and her fountains became active again signifying that she had returned and was ready for any visitors.