Tezcatlipoca had woken up Friday morning, feeling happier than he usually did. As a rule, he didn't smile as much as others might, but today, he couldn't seem to stop. Something else he couldn't stop doing was thinking about Quetzalcoatl. Any other day, this would have just annoyed him, but today...today it was pretty great.
He'd puttered around his house, cleaning up and getting dressed, and he'd just finished combing his hair, when his phone started ringing. He picked it up, smiling slightly. "I was just about to call you," he said.