Of Gods and Goddesses (1/3)
Title: Of Gods and Goddesses (1/3)
Author: Avaritia_90
Spoilers: None
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1418
Disclaimer: I do not own Community.
Summary: This is a prompt for Ficcy Friday, by eleventhimpala. An AU-Fic with the study group as a pantheon of gods. Sorry for the slow update!
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“Once upon a time, thousands of years ago, before man even started looking to the stars for guidance, before cities and language, there was Olympus. Where the Gods and Goddesses of the world lived in, almost perfect harmony-”
“Abed, what the hell have I told you about narrating our lives?”
“Not to do it.” Abed didn't sound the least bit sorry. Jeff slipped on his sunglasses and tried to ignore the pounding headache in his temples. God or not, drinking enough to pollute a lake, was going to effect you.
“Then why do you keep doing it? You do realize, no one cares anymore, right?”
Abed put away his camera, “Humans need to know the stories, Ari-”
“Jeff.”
“Jeff,” Abed corrected himself. Gods had to changed names, now a days people looked at you funny if you went around with a driver license that said Aries Olympus or Zeus Lightning. Most choose something similar to their given names, others picked the most boring, human names around. As the centuries passed, and humanity grew, a lot of the gods were forgotten.They were no longer prayed to, no long sought after in desperate times.Not that they cared, most were more than happy to ignore mankind.
“They don't need the stories. They need cable, internet access and Starbucks.”
“Stories are something every culture needs. Plus mine are done in the form of movies. Humans love movies Jeff, it's a form of entertainment, that at the same time can explore and show different ways of thinking and understanding.”
Jeff took a sip of his coffee, enjoying the caffeine that rushed through his veins like a flash flood. Abed was still talking, as he did, when you got him started on movies. Which, for over a few decades now, was his thing. He obsessed about the film industry, always going on about how it showed so many different aspects of the humans. For Jeff, it was just a way to bet on his favorite sport teams or get the newest action movie. Blood, violence and money weren't new aspects to the human psyche, or at least not to him.
He checked his watch. Everyone else was late. Not that surprising.
“Where's Troy?”
“Right here, man.” Troy, once a titan now stood in casual jeans and top advertising Robot Dance Lessons. “My wheels totally broke down today. Think Zeus will lend me a bit of cash?”
“I don't know, do you really wanna ask him?”
Troy seemed to mull the idea in his before shaking his head, “Dude last time I asked him for money he sent me to 7-11 to get him a slushie. Everyday for a year. That's not a task, that's just...weird.”
“Yeah, obtaining slushies is sooooo hard. You poor thing.” Britta entered the conversation, “Did you know how many rainforest get cut down each and every year, how many animals are left without their natural-”
Behind her Shirley followed, smiled and sat down. She quickly ordered her meal, which surprised no one, she was once more heavy with child. Without prompt Jeff handed off the rest of his half-eaten sandwich to her, that she gratefully accepted.
All of them (accept Abed who stayed silent) groaned to drown her out.
“Britta you do realize you are the goddess of hunting right? That is the tracking, killing and consumption of animals.” Troy asked seriously.
“Like you can talk, Helios. I don't see you driving your chariot anymore.No one cares. Plus, what's there to hunt if there's no forest?”
“Sorry Britta-Bones, we just don't buy it. We all know you're doing this just to piss off daddy.” It was well known that Britta had issues with Zeus. With the revolution of women's right, she had detached herself from what she considered the bars on her female rights and no longer wanted to be associated with any religious figures ever.
Britta flipped Jeff off from her side of the table, “Shut it pointy-nose.”
“Make me.” -once he goaded men into fighting whole countries, now he goaded them into verbal spars. Oh have the mighty have fallen.
Britta's eyes narrowed, “If I shove a bagel-”
The table erupted in giggles.
“-Damn it. I told you guys, that's how you pronounce it!”
They had for a long time, agreed that the few Gods that still held onto their powers (many had simply given up on ever having to use them again), should meet every so often to keep up with each other. Occasionally new faces, new gods would try to break into this group, but rarely stayed. They also of course, some times grew distance, moved and developed new passions, but in the end all of them came together in the end.
“Hey where's Annie?”Britta asked, after they had stopped laughing at her.
Abed shrugged, “She said she would be coming with you guys.”
Britta looked to Shirley, who looked concerned. “We didn't hear anything from her.”
Jeff pushed his glasses up and squinted in the afternoon sun, “Didn't you think that was weird? She always comes with you.”
Britta shrugged, “What's there to worry about? I just assumed she came with you.”
Jeff was about to comment, but then he spots the tiny missing brunette walking their way. Followed, by the most annoying being in existence.
“Annie. Adonis.” He greets, his smile is obviously strained. Stretched across his face. It's painful as hell, but if he doesn't keep it up he'll just end up baring his teeth like a mad dog.
“Oh, Jeff. Please. It's Rich now.” The handsome man flashes his pearly whites at everyone before shaking all of their hands. Jeff retracts his quickly to wipe his on a napkin like he just stuck his hand in sewage.
“How...appropriate.” It was not lost to Jeff, that while he hardly did anything with his powers (humans no longer needed him, they had wars all by themselves) -Adonis was the opposite. He was one of the most famous male models in the world, praised and adored, he hadn't even had to change his name his name until recently.
Annie beams, practically glowing, “Rich gave me a ride here.”
Britta and Shirley give pleased grins, while Troy brings up another for Rich to sit in, right between Jeff and Annie.
“How nice.” No. It's not. His mind instantly retorts but Jeff stays silent. Settling for glaring like the sun on the Gobi desert at the constantly-smiling bastard.
“Wow, I'm surprised all of you met like this still.”
“What do you mean?” Britta took a sip of Jeff's stolen coffee. He hadn't even noticed. He was too busy glaring.
“Haven't you heard? About all the gods missing lately?”
That made Jeff look up, “Missing?”
Rich nodded, “Yeah, Zeus was talking to me yesterday about it-
Yes. Of course. Of course the father of them all was chatting to Rich like a favorite son, completely ignoring his actual children.
“-and everyone over there is going crazy. Donny has been missing for over a week. At first they thought he was just on another bender...but there hasn't been an increase in their bar tabs any where.Now that they've looked into it, more and more minor gods are being reported missing too.”
Annie looked worried, “Have they tried Delphi yet?”
“Yes, but she can't get anything. They don't know what to do.”
Suddenly, even with all the sunshine, happily chatting humans and gentle music, the conversation had taken a dark turn.
“Why the hell hasn't anyone contacted us about this?”
Rich shrugged, which only further pissed Jeff off. He was the God of war, you'd think someone would have maybe remembered mentioned it to him when some of their own were going missing.
Jeff scooted his chair back and stood up. Annie glanced at him. She knew the expression on his face was anything but a good one.
“Where are you going?”
“I'm going to go talk to Zeus. I don't like being left out of the loop.”
Annie stood up too, gathering her purse. “I'll come with you.”
“Annie-”
“I'm coming with you, just in case you get hot-headed again and do something stupid. No one needs you to lose your cool and start world war three, okay?”
He smiled down at her, “Please. It's physically not possible for me to lose my cool.”
She rolled her eyes but smiled as she followed him out of the restaurant.
________________________________To Be Continued______________________________
Author: Avaritia_90
Spoilers: None
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1418
Disclaimer: I do not own Community.
Summary: This is a prompt for Ficcy Friday, by eleventhimpala. An AU-Fic with the study group as a pantheon of gods. Sorry for the slow update!
_____________________________________________________________________________________________________
“Once upon a time, thousands of years ago, before man even started looking to the stars for guidance, before cities and language, there was Olympus. Where the Gods and Goddesses of the world lived in, almost perfect harmony-”
“Abed, what the hell have I told you about narrating our lives?”
“Not to do it.” Abed didn't sound the least bit sorry. Jeff slipped on his sunglasses and tried to ignore the pounding headache in his temples. God or not, drinking enough to pollute a lake, was going to effect you.
“Then why do you keep doing it? You do realize, no one cares anymore, right?”
Abed put away his camera, “Humans need to know the stories, Ari-”
“Jeff.”
“Jeff,” Abed corrected himself. Gods had to changed names, now a days people looked at you funny if you went around with a driver license that said Aries Olympus or Zeus Lightning. Most choose something similar to their given names, others picked the most boring, human names around. As the centuries passed, and humanity grew, a lot of the gods were forgotten.They were no longer prayed to, no long sought after in desperate times.Not that they cared, most were more than happy to ignore mankind.
“They don't need the stories. They need cable, internet access and Starbucks.”
“Stories are something every culture needs. Plus mine are done in the form of movies. Humans love movies Jeff, it's a form of entertainment, that at the same time can explore and show different ways of thinking and understanding.”
Jeff took a sip of his coffee, enjoying the caffeine that rushed through his veins like a flash flood. Abed was still talking, as he did, when you got him started on movies. Which, for over a few decades now, was his thing. He obsessed about the film industry, always going on about how it showed so many different aspects of the humans. For Jeff, it was just a way to bet on his favorite sport teams or get the newest action movie. Blood, violence and money weren't new aspects to the human psyche, or at least not to him.
He checked his watch. Everyone else was late. Not that surprising.
“Where's Troy?”
“Right here, man.” Troy, once a titan now stood in casual jeans and top advertising Robot Dance Lessons. “My wheels totally broke down today. Think Zeus will lend me a bit of cash?”
“I don't know, do you really wanna ask him?”
Troy seemed to mull the idea in his before shaking his head, “Dude last time I asked him for money he sent me to 7-11 to get him a slushie. Everyday for a year. That's not a task, that's just...weird.”
“Yeah, obtaining slushies is sooooo hard. You poor thing.” Britta entered the conversation, “Did you know how many rainforest get cut down each and every year, how many animals are left without their natural-”
Behind her Shirley followed, smiled and sat down. She quickly ordered her meal, which surprised no one, she was once more heavy with child. Without prompt Jeff handed off the rest of his half-eaten sandwich to her, that she gratefully accepted.
All of them (accept Abed who stayed silent) groaned to drown her out.
“Britta you do realize you are the goddess of hunting right? That is the tracking, killing and consumption of animals.” Troy asked seriously.
“Like you can talk, Helios. I don't see you driving your chariot anymore.No one cares. Plus, what's there to hunt if there's no forest?”
“Sorry Britta-Bones, we just don't buy it. We all know you're doing this just to piss off daddy.” It was well known that Britta had issues with Zeus. With the revolution of women's right, she had detached herself from what she considered the bars on her female rights and no longer wanted to be associated with any religious figures ever.
Britta flipped Jeff off from her side of the table, “Shut it pointy-nose.”
“Make me.” -once he goaded men into fighting whole countries, now he goaded them into verbal spars. Oh have the mighty have fallen.
Britta's eyes narrowed, “If I shove a bagel-”
The table erupted in giggles.
“-Damn it. I told you guys, that's how you pronounce it!”
They had for a long time, agreed that the few Gods that still held onto their powers (many had simply given up on ever having to use them again), should meet every so often to keep up with each other. Occasionally new faces, new gods would try to break into this group, but rarely stayed. They also of course, some times grew distance, moved and developed new passions, but in the end all of them came together in the end.
“Hey where's Annie?”Britta asked, after they had stopped laughing at her.
Abed shrugged, “She said she would be coming with you guys.”
Britta looked to Shirley, who looked concerned. “We didn't hear anything from her.”
Jeff pushed his glasses up and squinted in the afternoon sun, “Didn't you think that was weird? She always comes with you.”
Britta shrugged, “What's there to worry about? I just assumed she came with you.”
Jeff was about to comment, but then he spots the tiny missing brunette walking their way. Followed, by the most annoying being in existence.
“Annie. Adonis.” He greets, his smile is obviously strained. Stretched across his face. It's painful as hell, but if he doesn't keep it up he'll just end up baring his teeth like a mad dog.
“Oh, Jeff. Please. It's Rich now.” The handsome man flashes his pearly whites at everyone before shaking all of their hands. Jeff retracts his quickly to wipe his on a napkin like he just stuck his hand in sewage.
“How...appropriate.” It was not lost to Jeff, that while he hardly did anything with his powers (humans no longer needed him, they had wars all by themselves) -Adonis was the opposite. He was one of the most famous male models in the world, praised and adored, he hadn't even had to change his name his name until recently.
Annie beams, practically glowing, “Rich gave me a ride here.”
Britta and Shirley give pleased grins, while Troy brings up another for Rich to sit in, right between Jeff and Annie.
“How nice.” No. It's not. His mind instantly retorts but Jeff stays silent. Settling for glaring like the sun on the Gobi desert at the constantly-smiling bastard.
“Wow, I'm surprised all of you met like this still.”
“What do you mean?” Britta took a sip of Jeff's stolen coffee. He hadn't even noticed. He was too busy glaring.
“Haven't you heard? About all the gods missing lately?”
That made Jeff look up, “Missing?”
Rich nodded, “Yeah, Zeus was talking to me yesterday about it-
Yes. Of course. Of course the father of them all was chatting to Rich like a favorite son, completely ignoring his actual children.
“-and everyone over there is going crazy. Donny has been missing for over a week. At first they thought he was just on another bender...but there hasn't been an increase in their bar tabs any where.Now that they've looked into it, more and more minor gods are being reported missing too.”
Annie looked worried, “Have they tried Delphi yet?”
“Yes, but she can't get anything. They don't know what to do.”
Suddenly, even with all the sunshine, happily chatting humans and gentle music, the conversation had taken a dark turn.
“Why the hell hasn't anyone contacted us about this?”
Rich shrugged, which only further pissed Jeff off. He was the God of war, you'd think someone would have maybe remembered mentioned it to him when some of their own were going missing.
Jeff scooted his chair back and stood up. Annie glanced at him. She knew the expression on his face was anything but a good one.
“Where are you going?”
“I'm going to go talk to Zeus. I don't like being left out of the loop.”
Annie stood up too, gathering her purse. “I'll come with you.”
“Annie-”
“I'm coming with you, just in case you get hot-headed again and do something stupid. No one needs you to lose your cool and start world war three, okay?”
He smiled down at her, “Please. It's physically not possible for me to lose my cool.”
She rolled her eyes but smiled as she followed him out of the restaurant.
________________________________To Be Continued______________________________