Dite's Decadent Delights, Wednesday

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Ares Aphrodite was not in a good mood today.

Yes, her hair was still perfect, but it was not her normal blonde. Yes, her clothes still fit perfectly, but they were white, not pink -- for some reason it seemed wrong to change the colors of the leather.

And she? Was a he. Which was absolutely wrong.

But she'd convinced herself that Fandom needed her, Fandom absolutely needed her to be in the shop today. After all, on the off chance it wasn't just her, there might be teens out there that were happy curious worried about the changes in their bodies, and she (he) should be there to help them enjoy be comfortable with the new parts they might have.

Even if she wasn't necessarily comfortable.

While 'Dite was brooding, Hercules jumped onto the display counter, sniffing cautiously at the white leather.

"Hercules, if you make me mad today there will be at least one girl in this store and it won't be me."

The orange ball of fluff blinked at her innocently before jumping down to find somewhere less dangerous to play.

Ares' Dite's Decadent Delights is open. Talk to the godess in leather.

(ooc: Post is open, though I'm on sporadic SP due to errands and such. Come poke Ares Aphrodite!)

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Fiona was in, figuring she'd make the best of an interesting day by checking in with 'Dite to see if the pajamas had come in.

She wasn't expecting--

"Uncle Aaron!"

Cue a rather enthusiastic teenager running over for a hug. It didn't matter what he was wearing. Uncle Aaron was Uncle Aaron.

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Well. This was rather awkward.

Having no idea who this was hugging him her, Aphrodite gingerly hugged back, then pulled slightly away to look down at the young man's face.

"Um. Hi. Who are you? And . . . who am I?"

Fandom, she decided, was just being terribly cruel today.

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She looked up... and was realized that it was an Uncle Aaron without the mustache. Something about that seemed off, and when combined with the rest of it?

"Um... Fiona. I know this is kind of crazy, but this place does stuff like this sometimes.

"You're not Uncle Aaron, are you?"

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'Dite didn't really know whether to laugh or cry. She settled for giving Fiona a much better hug, sighing in relief.

"No, Sweet Pea, I'm not, but I have to admit I'm almost glad to see you like this, cause it means it's not just me."

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Sweet Pea. That meant--

"'Dite?"

...wow. This was pretty brain-breaky as it was. Her friend-goddess-aunt-type-person who usually looked a lot like her actual-aunt-person who also kind of was her aunt-person in another reality now looked like her uncle-person with a shave.

STING.

"No, it's not you," she said, going for the easiest avenue of conversation.

"Tara and I both woke up like this. Tara is my roommate."

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"Well. At least the island doesn't play favorites; goddess or mortal we all get to play dress up." Pause. "Unless your roommate's a goddess?"

Fiona was right, this was a much easier topic.

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"No," she assured her, "not a goddess."

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"Wonderful."

'Dite led the way into the small counseling room, zapping a pitcher of nectar onto the table.

"Feel free to help yourself." She sat down in one of the chairs, tugging at the white leather vest she wore. "Any idea how long this kind of thing lasts? Is it just a day, like with the syrup and the singing and such?"

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She did just that, pouring another cup for Dite, of course.

"Just a day, the last time. Well, when it happened to the guys."

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'Dite took the cup gratefully, sipping. "This happened to the guys? When was this? Where was I?"

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"I don't think you were here yet. Well, probably not. I don't remember very well," she admitted as she sipped on her own.

"You might have just showed up. But I remember, because Griff turned into a girl."

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"Oh, he must have been cuuuuute." She rolled her eyes and tossed her hands up. "Listen to me! My words are not meant to be spoken in Ares' voice!"

Another sip as she calmed down. "How did you handle it this morning? Did you freak out? I totally didn't scream." Except she totally did.

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"I... kind of scared my roommate a little. Yeah. But I'd already bought clothes in case this happened, so it wasn't too bad."

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After Veronica's phone call Reese decided she'd return the favor and dialed Aphrodite's store.

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"'Dite's Decadent Delights, can I help you?"

If her voice was less than cheerful, please forgive her. It's been a stressful day.

If her voice was more masculine than usual, mention it at your own risk.

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When Reese heard the very masculine voice, Reese smirked. "It's Reese and you're a guy too, huh?"

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"Reese? You're with the police, you need to do something about this!"

Right, like that was going to happen.

"Or at least put out a notice or something or . . . something."

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Reese snorted. "I think a 'notice' is a little too late for that. Besides, this is all your fault. Didn't I say? Somethin' happens it'll be your fault."

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"It's not my faaault!"

Normally, that would be a wail. Today it was a whine.

"Besides, someone told me this already happened to the guys, so this was just Fandom even-ing things up!"

And it chose today exactly why? Don't ask her that.

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Reese winced, "Whining is never appealin' on guys, especially with your voice. Cut it out."

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"Fine. Did you call just to harass me or was there a legitimate reason, Detective?"

She was no longer whining. But Reese might not want to come by the shop today, or she might find her -- his -- herself falling in love with someone . . . or something.

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Reese wasn't planning to, she kind of suspected she might say something out of turn and Aphrodite might react with some godlike retribution instead of settling for throwing water on her face.

"Yeah, that's it mostly. I wanted to just say: 'Told you so'." Wow, mature, Reese.

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"Riiiiight." Aphrodite's eyes narrowed dangerously and she softened her voice. "Well, you were so right, Detective. I should pay more atention to you. As a matter of fact, why don't you come over to the store tonight, and you can lecture to your heart's content?"

And I can make you eat your words, you little --

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"Yeah, like I'm fallin' for that," she laughed.

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"No, really, Detective. You can trust me." She was wondering if love spells would work through the phone, or if the zap would just sting.