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A Sovereign interlude
TICKLE ME SOV
Ares sat on the black marble altar of his temple in Sorboland. He had a very pleased
grin on his face. His list was getting longer with every passing day. Aphraël, Danaan,
Freya, Chantal, Feral. They were all on his list. Ares laughed in glee. "Now let's
see that half breed psycho half brother of mine get a longer, better, sexier list than
mine" Ares laughed. "He can't. He doesn't have what it takes."
"So glad you are in a fantastic mood, uncle. Woohie.. That's a mighty fine list you
have there. Oh, I like her I didn't know she was on *your* list. I thought she was a pure
Herk amazon. Always the silent ones. I'll have to pay a visit to Feral." Strife hit
the marble altar with his fist.
"Now how about some mischief, uncle. Can I turn the knife. I have this urge to play
with that maniac's tiny bitsy excuse for a brain. Can I, you know, torture Sov with
this?" Strife waited eagerly for an answer.
Instead he felt a noose tightening around his neck.
"I think you should ask yourself "Do I feel lucky today?" Well do
you punk?" Sov had his hand around Strife's neck and he was squeezing very slowly.
"Uncle." Strife's voice squeeked. "Help.."
Ares sneered. "Oh grow up! You're a god! Do a god thing!"
Strife's eyes were coming out of his head when he hissed. "Oh yeah! Right!" In a
shimer of silver light he disappeared.
"DISAPPOINTED! But then again strangling Strife is not as satisfying as tearing out
your small intestines out brother!" Sov marched towards Ares with fire in his eyes.
But his stride was stopped short when Sherk barged into the temple.
"Look, look Ares. I have a dollie too. Isn't it cool?" Sherk had a Tickle me
Elmo doll in his hand.
"And watch if you tickle it, it laughs." Sherk gave his doll a squeeze to make
his doll giggle.
"See." Sherk pushed his Elmo's doll in Sov's face. "Test tickle it!"
Ares chuckled. "Oh yeah, bro. Go ahead!"
Sov growled, grabbed the doll and tore its head off. "I'll test tickle you" Sov
yelled as he threw the 2 parts of the now defunct Elmo doll in different corners of Ares'
temple.
Sherk stood petrified. Sov left the temple raging. "This isn't the end Ares. Mark my
words."
KalliSta was dunking her breakfast in some warm milk (Yes KalliSta dunks her oreos in
milk) and reading the latest Sorboland living magazine when Sherk came in sobbing.
"Sherk! What happened, sweetheart." KalliSta's protective streak came online and
became stronger as Sherk's sobbing got louder.
KalliSta sat on the couch and pulled Sherk next to her putting his head on her shoulder.
"Now, tell me exactly what happened." When Sherk finished his tail of the
decapited Elmo doll, Kal said four words. "I'll test-tickle you, Sov!"
Sov rampaged, pillaged and destroyed something in each of the amazon's living space
that were on Ares' list.
Chantal's reading room was in pieces. Books were all across the room and some were thrown
out the window. The leather sofa was slashed, the Peruvian throw cut in ribbons. Her
Tiffany lamp smashed.
At Danaan's her Herk standup had a knife embedded in its heart. Her posters of Herk
were slashed and her ceramic grapes collection grounded into powder.
Aphraël's harpies put up a good fight but her brand new Andromeda wall size poster was
crushed and pounded into a ball. Her unopened and pristine Ares dollie had its head cut
off.
Maigret's monitor had an ax sitting right in the middle. And her earings collection was
melted into a silver puddle.
Nani's videotapes were smashed to pieces and spread on her bed like rose petals.
Freya's black leather lingerie was shreaded to Miss Manners utterly delight. (If that
doesn't convice Freya to come bad nothing will).
Sov was coming out of Fre's house when KalliSta caught up with him.
"YOU! You're on my list!!!"
Sov smiled at KalliSta. "Now, here's a loyal amazon of mine. Do you know how
seductive it is to know you are not on that sniveling, low life excuse of a god, half
brother of mine list" Sov was purring.
KalliSta smiled and her eyes narrowed. "Really? That turns you on my Lord? How
interesting to know." Kal closed the distance between her and Sov. She let her hand
caress Sov's chest then let her fingers trailed lower. Sov closed his eyes. "Oh yeah!
That's good!" Switfly, Kal grabbed
Sov's codpiece and tore it away.
"Oh baby, I like it when you play it rough!" Sov yelled.
KalliSta smiled and grabbed Sov's private parts with her right hand. Then she squeezed.
Hard.
"Rough? Oh you haven't seen rough yet! I'll teach you to test-tickle Sherk's Elmo
doll. A lesson you won't soon forget." KalliSta whispered in Sov's ear. With fire in
her eyes KalliSta pulled Sov into the alley next to Freya's house.
ticke
*****
The end <beg>