Chapter 1

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Song choice : A Man Without Love



It had been a couple of days since harrow and Ammit had tried to take over the world, leaving Steven and Marc figuring out how to live together now that Steven knows about Marc's existence. "Steven, are you going to ever clean up this place?? Cause I will if you don't" "NO! I have everything where I need everything to be." Steven shouted in his British accent. "Steven, I know our eyesight is shit but I mean come on..." Marc said as they switched between sharing the body, as he held his arms out to show case the messy clothes, books laid out over the floor, and left over sand from when Steven thought he had a sleeping disorder. "This is literally what a hoarder's house would look like. But instead of damn cats we have fish" "You leave Gus jr. and Bubbles out of this! This is how I keep everything. The way I want. I can tell you exactly where everything is, just name it." If Marc could he would be looking at him with annoyance. "Alright, then tell me All Knowing, where is the book about the field of reeds at?" Steven took a second looking around. "uhhh, give me a sec" Marc groaned a bit as Steven tried to move some books around, but just caused more things to scatter around the floor. "You prove my point" "Mate, there is no point you made, I know where the book is just hold on." Steven kept looking. "Steven, buddy, just give it up. This place is a mess, and you know it. What would anyone think if they walked in here? What would happen if a girl was to walk in here?" "Marc." Steven groaned out in annoyance even though he knew he was right. "Steven, you can't lie to me and say you haven't thought about it." "I know, it's just...not my top priority." Steven said a bit softly. "Do you two ever shut up?" Khonshu spoke as he appeared sitting in a chair in their living room, dressed as he normally has with white bandaged wrapped around parts of his body. "If you don't want to hear us then why don't you just, oh I don't know, leave." Marc spoke in annoyance. "For once I have to agree with him." Steven spoke. Though it had only been a couple of days since the fight in Ciro, Steven and Marc still haven't been on the best of terms with Khonshu. They tolerate him for the time being, but that doesn't mean they aren't annoyed when he shows his presence."I would but there is something we need to do." Khonsu spoke. "I've gotten word that Osiris is hosting a meeting in the temple for all the gods. I suspect it has something to do with Harrow and Ammit." "But I thought they were gone? You killed Harrow and Ammit, what does anything have to do with them now?" Marc questioned. "You really think his followers would just stop once their leader is dead? You fool. Even when one falls, that doesn't mean that another won't rise from the rubble." Marc and Steven stayed quiet for a moment. "So, when is this stupid meeting anyways?" Marc asked. "Tonight. There will be a passageway outside for you to take, further in the alleyway. This meeting in particular will be different." "How so?" Steven spoke up. "The gods will be visible to everyone. Fair warning though, Osiris is not as pleasant this time around since you had last spoken to him. He's taken this whole situation to heart. Many lives were lost that day and I suspect he's taken it upon himself to take the fall for it now. So, I would be wise with my words if I were you." Khonshu said in his deep raspy voice before fading away. "Great, this is fun." Marc said sarcastically. "Come on now Marc, we could meet some new people maybe, I mean at least people who could relate to us." Steven said a bit excitedly. "Steven, they're not as mentally insane as we are." "You know what Marc, we are going to that meeting, and we are going to make some new friends whether you like it or not. I can't take another minute of not having anyone else to talk to that is fun other than Layla." Marc just groaned in response as he took control of the body once again to search for an outfit.

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