"Des?!" called someone, and when Derrick look, there was an elegantly dressed man in a white suit. He was
beautiful just like Des, he looked exactly like Des. He must be...
"Amor! long time no see... How Psyche?"
"Des! You haven't changed always rubbing salt on the open wounds."
"Let me guess, Hymenaious is not talking you either."
"Divorces don't sit well with the god of weddings afterall. Who's your friend?"
"A mortal. You really have to stop pissing off brothers, you are running out of them." said Des with a
straight face.
"I keep it in mind. I'm sorry a mortal?"
"Yeah, I found him around, he called you Cupid not long ago."
"Ah?! Hey I..." Derick tried to defend himself, reasoning correctly by the look of Amor, he would be pissed.
"CUPID?? CUPID???!!! Do I look like I wear diapers?! Should I make you fall madly in love with a mare, a
jenny, a nag, a bitch?! I can do that!"
"Talk about Berserk buttons, calm down. He, you can barely tell that Ares is our papa right?" said mockingly
Des.
"As in the god of war... Ares?" asked Derrick feeling the god of love, wasn't precisely peaceful.
"As in don't ever call me THAT! again, and if I ever saw you engaging in anyway in the perpetuation of it,
I'll make you yearn for a Stallion fat cock!"
"Yearn isn't your province, its our brother's" comented Des.
"Potho is Passion, it doesn't count." replied hastely Amor.
"Right, sorry I'll never do it again! Man, I don't think he'll help me now." said Derrick.
"Uh? No Amor won't. But, I wasn't talking to him. I was talking of him." said pointing and getting the
attention of a shy looking long haired blond guy with blue eyes. "Logan over here!"
"Logan?"
"Short, for Hedylogos the god of sweet-talk and flattery." responded Amor
"Not sweet-talk, dirty-talk!" joked Des.
The young blond simply shook in negation.
"And he will be the one who helps you."
"Really?"
"For sure, just repeat everything he say and you would have any pussy or cock dripping at your every word."
"'AND' there's no 'OR' with us". clarified Amor.
"Right, Logan here can entice the wool out of a golden sheep."
"That's a lot harder than it sounds... and less weird also."