Gods on Crack

Wringo Ink.
2 min readOct 20, 2018
Source: How Gods look when they’re looking at crack.

“The nerve of him!” Aphrodite said through gritted teeth looking at her Mac, blood boiling.

“Zeus just passed out on PornHub, again!” She shouted, her expression torn — her splaying love for one of her most beloved websites preventing her from punching through the screen.

“This is the third time this month! What if he gets caught? He still hasn’t gotten around to handling LiFi and fiber-optics. What’s wrong with him?!” Aphrodite exclaimed, fists balled, unable to turn her gaze away from the screen.

“Not to mention, he has had a lot of help from Aether while taking Virtual Tours through the servers. AND…!” her eyes flashed a scathing look at the sullen God of Light splayed among the pigs.

“He loves taking a detour, and that website. Oo la la. That websi…” Apollo broke off seeing the look on Hera’s face.

“Ma lady…” he said, dignified.

“And that’s not all!” Aphrodite continued. “Poseidon’s been acting up lately too. He was swirling a booze at the Bermuda Triangle with Thor and Freyja. What if the whole field had dropped around the triangle??”

“You forgot to mention, they were watching Deadpool 2.” Apollo interjected. “I love Deadpool. Ryan Reynold’s double-Ds…” Apollo broke off again seeing Hera’s face.

“Ma lady…” he whispered.

“And YOU!!!” Aphrodite screamed at the top of her lungs, pointing at Apollo. “You asked Zeus to “surf” through iTunes to get you some music ideas. You couldn’t f**king use a torrent yourself??”

“Aphrodite…darling” Anansi spoke softly.

“Ye-s?” Aphrodite turned, as her simmering eyes galloped across the room searching for the voice before finally strutting to a rest upon her beloved storyteller, all pretext of anger gone; a slight tinge of pink across her cheeks.

Anansi held her melting gaze, before turning around, to face you.

“Dear reader,” he says.

“This cracking story will continue.” He smiles.

To be continued.

Genre ‘Narratives’, Story 1

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