A request

[notallworthy]

Tom's crackplotted happiness has worn off and he is back to being skittish and untrusting once again. But he has worked up his courage and has an announcement to make to the mansion's various divinities (particularly those that he knows

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[wordforlove]

What's up, pretty?

[notallworthy]

Tom doesn't really like that word anymore. "I'm not pretty."

[wordforlove]

Whatever you say, buddy. *cheerful grin* You needed a god?

[notallworthy]

"Well, yes. I want things to be the way they were before."

[wordforlove]

*lazy smirk* What'll you give me?

[notallworthy]

"Ummm..." Tom starts going through his pockets. "I have a few guineas and a shilling?"

[wordforlove]

Hmmm. How 'bout you just owe me a favor?

[notallworthy]

"What sort of favor, sir?"

[wordforlove]

I dunno yet. I'll think of something later.

[notallworthy]

"Nothing harmful?"

[wordforlove]

'Course not, kid. *^_^* I'm one of the nice ones. Just don't ask Apollo that.

[notallworthy]

"All right, sir." Tom hesitates. He would shake Eros' hand, but touching is bad.

[wordforlove]

*looks at him for a moment, smirking -- then snaps his fingers, and Tom should be back to normal* There, kid. Better?

[notallworthy]

Tom blinks a bit then reaches out and pokes a random passerby to see what will happen. Nothing. He is completely unfazed by it.

"Thank you, sir!" And Tom has every so slightly forgotten that Eros is a god, because he is now hugging him in a very undignified manner.

[wordforlove]

*eee, hugs back -- loves it when pretty mortals hug him :D* No problem, buddy.

[notallworthy]

"Thank you!" And Tom is now bouncy and happy and whee! he will probably remain so for a very, very long time. "I have to tell Richard!"