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Mount Olympus

Jasper P. Qyaming didn't want to go hiking with his brother and all his henchmen. He loved to hike and everything but his brother was too bossy and his friends were like children. Jasper decided to lead so he didn't have to deal with their antics. It took a whopping 3 hours one way.
When they got to the top, it was like they entered a dark cloud or something. Jasper couldn't see anything. He reached out and he felt a muscled chest.
"I am Apollo. Who are you, mortal?"
"He is a sissy punk." Craig, a tall dorky friend of Ryan's answered. Everyone laughed except Jasper and this Apollo guy.
"A sissy punk? You speak funny. Maybe they should call you mush mouth. " Apollo said, making the other guys laugh out of nervousness.
"Is that a toga you are wearing?" Jasper asked, squinting.
"I am a god. Yes, my maidens sew many togas for my whole family to wear in Mt. Olympus."
"Mt. Olympus?" Ryan panicked. "Isn't this Wasatch Mountains in Utah?"
"Mt. Olympus, home of the twelve gods and goddesses. I am Apollo."
"But we were in Utah." Craig pushed into Jasper.
"Watch it, jerk." Jasper sighed. "Sorry we bothered you. We just want to descend the mountain and get home. "
"Sure, after you give respect to my father, Zeus." Apollo winked at Craig.
Craig turned red as the darkness turned to light.
They were in the mystical place called Mt. Olympus and not in Utah. Jasper laughed as Apollo pulled Craig along like a rag doll.
The others followed.
Zeus sent them home after Craig had an accident in his pants during the royal feast. He was sitting next to Apollo and Aphrodite.

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