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Bits and Pieces of Hercules
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G through L › Hercules
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
3,640
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Hercules or its characters in any way or form. I make no money from this work of fiction and will continue to make none from this fiction. I do this for pleasure.
Drabble a Day 132, August 4, 2012, Ares, Joxer
Title: A Reward
Fandom: Xena Pairing/Characters: Ares, Joxer Prompt: rewards Drabble #: 132 Date: August 4, 2012 Word count: 344 Next pairing: Remus, Xander AN: Why yes, I did leave this hanging. Why? *smiles* *~*~*~* “Hello, Joxer,” Ares drawled from next to the young mortal. Joxer jerked and looked up at the War God with wide brown eyes. Smirking, the large God ran his eyes over the simply dressed man as he returned to arranging the gifts on the alter. Joxer had always been neat, even as a child of a war lord, despite the fact that he had been dressing the fool for nearly three years to pad around after Xena and Gabrielle. But at the moment he was wearing a simple tunic and pants, feet bare as he pitched in around the temple for a bit of money. “Lord Ares, a surprise to see you here,” Joxer greeted as he placed the fruit into a basket. Those who had any sense knew that fruits, breads and other food staples were welcomed in the various hearts, weapons and heads were. “Can’t they ever remember as he wiped up a bit of blood. “I should put up signs,” Ares snorted, biting into an apple and poking Joxer in the side and leading him to a private meeting room. “Strife told me how you are feeling drained, lonely.” “Did he?” Joxer asked, sitting down on a comfortable chair as he took his own, still eating the apple as they were served some ale by one of the temple priests. “Nothing I didn’t know, Joxer. I talked with Hera now that Zeus has been neutered to speak, about finally pulling you off the puppy job,” he said, getting blinked at by the young male. “And she said?” Joxer asked in some curiosity before he sipped his ale. “She agreed to it. But she also agreed to an offer for you,” Ares drawled, waving a hand. A plate with a jello like substance the color of gold appeared before them along with a glass of gold milk. “Ambrosia to make a new God. A God of the Lonely and Loved under Dual houses Love and War,” he stated. Joxer gazed at the plate and bit his lip in thought as Ares waited.