Fates, Furies and Freckles(Watty Awards 2013)

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                                                            {Present Day}

                                                             Point of View:

                                                     ]]Prometheus (a Titan)[[

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I wake up with a nasty hangover, and only bits and pieces of last night. I remember driving to my friend Erik's house, but from there it all goes down. I roll out of bed, and automatically wish I hadn't. I don't have any idea how much I had to drink, but it was probably more than what I know my limit is. 

After Tantalus got to the house yesterday morning, I went to Erik's to get away from him. I just don't know the man anymore. 

Hades would change the most peaceful man.

I find my phone between the covers and turn it on, the light making my headache worse. A text from Erik appears. Apparently he drove me home around one in the morning. 

I send him back a thanks text, and stumble out to the living room to try to find some coffee. 

But when I open the door to the kitchen, the smell of coffee hits me straight in the face. The sound of the door makes Tantalus, who is standing at the stove, turn around.

He pours coffee into a tall cup and sets it in my hands. "How's the hangover?"

I squint at him, nothing making sense since my brain is a soggy mess. "Um... not good. How did you-"

He goes back to the stove, and I notice he's flipping pancakes. "When you and your buddy came crashing into the house at 1 am, I figured. Your face just proves it. That's your hangover face."

I screw up my face and take a couple of sips of coffee, "I have a hangover face?"

Tantalus shrugs, "We were friends for a long time, Metheus. I know you pretty well. Well, knew, I guess."

He flips a few pancakes onto a plate and places a couple of pieces of bacon next to them. He shoves the plate towards me and I set the coffee down on the counter to take it. He throws the syrup to me, and I just barely manage to catch it with my scrambled brain.

He goes back to pouring batter, "I still remember that you don't like syrup though. Except on bacon."

I slowly douse my bacon in syrup, remembering a moment that I'd thought was lost.

"I'm not gonna kill that pig- it's not even our pig!" I yelled as Tantalus hopped the fence and started towards the barnyard animal. It oinked and started running away from Tantalus started toward it.

"I'm hungry!" was the only lousy response I got from him. 

He flung himself on top of the animal, and it headbutted him as hard as it could. He cursed and started running back towards me, "Demon pig! It's a freaking demon pig!"

I was keeled over laughing at this point, watching as the pig chased him to the fence. His face was terrified, and I was enjoying this way too much.

"This is the best thing," I said in between roars of laughter, "That's happened in weeks."

"Hello?" I snapped back as Tantalus waved the spatula in front of my face. "What are you doing today?"