Fairytales and Gods

Chapter 2

Percy nodded at the by now familiar sight of the bartender, getting a small nod of acknowledgment back.

Walking across the tavern, he walked back into the lounge area Aspro seemed to hang out in. It had barely been ten minutes since he'd left, and so Percy should have found himself utterly unsurprised to walk into Aspro balls deep in the girl that had been on his lap.

Percy frowned. Looks like he was waiting for a bit.

Turning around, he walked out the door and to the bar to wait.

Settling himself on a stool, he called over the bartender. "Just make me a drink. Something with alcohol." he requested. He had an image to erase from his mind.

The bartender just chuckled and shook his head, something about alcoholics getting younger and younger. Percy didn't bother to point out that this was the second time he'd so much as tasted alcohol in his life.

He sat the suitcase down by his stool, keeping a foot on top of it to make sure that nobody got any ideas, and then allowing himself to relax, at least a little.

"Hey."

Percy blinked, turning to where the voice greeted him, only to see a narcoleptic man in a red coat.

Percy almost leaped out of his seat. What the hell? Since when did God show up at a bar.

Forcing himself to calm down, Percy took a sip of his drink, feeling the bitter liquid pass down his throat.

"Oum, right?"

The being smiled softly. "Right."

Percy sighed. It seemed that this conversation was gonna be pulling teeth.

"So..." Percy trailed off, hopeless on where to start. What do you even talk about with an omnipotent, or close to omnipotent being.

"How's your time been here so far?" asked Oum.

Percy shrugged. As good a topic as any. "Well, this place specifically doesn't seem to be doing so well. Already committed a crime technically I think. I am curious, though. Does that bother you? Are you one of those gods that demands everyone is virtuous, or one of the gods that couldn't give a fuck either way?" Percy looked at him curiously. It was genuinely something he wanted to know. Getting into the psyche of someone that had created a universe was not an opportunity you got often.

To his dismay, Percy's only response was a small smile.

"I'm glad to know you're fitting in so well." he replied, and Percy honestly couldn't tell if it was sarcastic or not. This was too confusing for him.

Percy shook his head. If he was going to be talking to God as if he was a human might as well go all in. "Whatever. What sort of things do you do for fun? Blow up solar systems? Create new species...?" Percy let his sentence trail off, watching Oum with a close eye.

"Watching TV and movies. Hanging out with friends. Dancing. Working. Stuff like that."

"You have friends?!" Percy winced. "Okay, didn't mean it to come out like that. But I just... Didn't expect you to have people you could really talk with."

Oum shrugged back. "That's fair. I don't entirely expect you to understand, but you did come from another universe, so I thought I'd sate my curiosity."

"Fair enough. I'm not even gonna try and understand what it's like to be omnipotent."

"I'm not omnipotent, necessarily. I determine broad strokes, specifics at certain times sure, but not here. I didn't create anyone that you've interacted with specifically, they just kind of... filled themselves in."