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Chapter Five Hundred and Ninety-seven: Make it go away (part two)

CHAPTER FIVE HUNDRED AND NINETY-SEVEN

(part two)

“Did you want to talk to me about something?” Heather asked.

Nash cleared his throat.

“I wanted to ask you…” Nash started.

He looked at Heather and stopped talking. He shook his head and dropped back down to pet Buster. Heather gave a quick shake of her head and went to put all of the pre-treated toddler clothing into a free washer. Mike appeared at the doorway.

“Hey,” Mike said to Nash.

Heather looked over at Mike after she turned on the washer.

“Val is coming down to dominate,” Mike said. “Or at least that’s what she told me to tell you. She said to leave the toddler clothing.”

Heather pointed to the washer.

“Already going,” Heather said.

“Thanks, that’s a big job,” Mike said. “I’m supposed to help but…”

Mike pointed upstairs. Heather nodded, and Mike disappeared.

“You have about five minutes before Val and a whole lot of chaos arrives in this room,” Heather said. “What did you want to talk about, Nash?”

“I wanted to know if you could take off the Black Arrow,” Nash said. “You know, the one that hit me and Nadia. I know that it’s worked out great for Sissy and Ivan — they are very happy and all — but I think you should take the arrow away.”

Heather looked at Nash for a long moment. She picked up a basket of dry clean laundry and hefted it out of the room.

“Get the towels,” Heather said.

Nash grabbed the basket of warm, dried towels. He followed Heather down the hallway to her apartment. Buster came along at Nash’s side. She gestured for Nash to take a seat on the couch. He set the basket of laundry on the coffee table and sat down. Heather set the basket of laundry onto the table. She filled a bowl of water for Buster and set it on the ground before sitting next to Nash on the couch. The dog jumped up on the couch between them, pushing Heather and Nash up against the armrest. They sat in companionable silence for a few minute as they began to fold.

“I can’t,” Heather said finally.

“You can’t what?” Nash asked, completely forgetting what he’d asked.

“I can’t remove the arrow,” Heather said.

“What do you mean you can’t remove it?” Nash’s voice rose with anger and panic. “You’re a full goddess now! You can do all kinds of amazing things.”

“I can,” Heather said. “I just can’t do that.”

Nash’s hands dropped into his lap. His head dropped.

“Why can’t you do it?” Nash asked, his voice high and whiney. “Is this one of those stupid Olympia rules?”

“I can’t do it because I can’t,” Heather said, keeping her voice even. “And, you’re right. Those rules in Olympia are mostly stupid. Archaic. From a time when humans were barbarians.”

“Can someone else do it?” Nash asked. “What about that Hecate? She seems powerful and not as crazy as her father.”

Heather snorted a laugh which made Nash grin.

“Well, can she?” Nash asked.

Denver Cereal continues tomorrow…

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