::Belit-Sheri sat quietly at her desk writing furiously in a ledger trying to catch up with the time she just now lost because of Hermes. This whole ordeal was giving her a migrane, but she could just imagine how the little god felt. Taking a minute break, Belit set her ball-point pen down and wiggled her fingers to get the kinks out. Her gaze fell upon the pen and she couldn't help but smile at the reaction Hermes had when he first saw the item. It was just a simple pen, cheap and almost dry of ink, but yet it sparked an almost childish curiosity in the little messenger.

Her eyebrows lowered as she realized how long it was that she's been writing and wondered why it was so quiet. Turning slightly, she spotted Hermes still perched on the filing cabinet dozing peacefully. His winged helmet was low over his eyes and his hands were folded loosely over his stomach. She sighed and turned back to her never ending task of work while she had the chance. Once Hermes would wake up she wouldn't have any peace.

She knew too that he couldn't stay in here and that was obvious. He was too curious for his own good and she still had this impending fear of all her works and files scattered all over the floor. Still, though she hated to admit it, it felt good to have some company, even though he was a pest. Belit wondered what Hades would have to say about Hermes hanging around her office, but he didn't have to know this at all.

Personnel was a vast array of twists and turns of neverending caverns and one could literally get lost in here so hiding a four foot tall God shouldn't be that hard. Hide him? Belit rubbed her eyes and groaned. All this work was getting to her. What in Osiris' name was she thinking? Hermes had to go. She wasn't about to play nurse maid to anyone let alone a nut like him. When he awoke she would tell him he couldn't stay, but for now she had work to get done and by him sleeping she knew she could catch up on it.

Picking up her pen once more, Belit continued on with her writings. Just then, a scant shadow began to creep over her work area and she frowned figuring that the oil in the lamps must be getting low, but then she heard flapping wings behind her. Her eyebrows lowered and she gritted her teeth. "Hermes! Would you get out of here? I thought you were sleeping?" she shouted, turning around in her chair to face him highly aggitated.

The blue God was hovering behind her holding a book and pointed to a picture of Albert Einstien. "Like, who is this nutty cat? Talk about a bad hair day!" he laughed and peered at the picture over the rims of his glasses then suddenly blushed. "Who am I to talk? He's got more hair then me."

"Give me that!" Belit was now on her feet and roughly yanked the book from the messenger's blue hands. "What did I tell you about poking around my stuff, huh?"

Hermes flew back and grinned at her, leaning his Caduceus on his shoulder. "Sorry, babe, but it was getting dulls-ville on that file thingy of yours and I didn't think you'd dig me playing the violin Hades gave me while you are working," he then rubbed his chin with his free hand and smiled. "You got anymore of that pizza stuff? Man, that was the most."

Belit felt a worse headache coming on and squeezed her eyes shut wishing that this were all a dream and when she opened her eyes the nut from Olympus would be gone. However, when she opened her eyes, he was still hovering in front of her grinning like a fool. "What is wrong with you?" she snapped and pushed him back from her desk. "You get displaced from time and a few hours ago you were moping around down here like your whole life has ended and now you are all chipper and happy as if nothing has happened! Pal, you got a serious problem. I knew you were nuts from when I first heard about you, but geez!" Belit inhaled sharply and glared at the blue God and shook her head. "Now you want me to feed you...again? Listen up blue boy, I am NOT your wife, got it? You want food, go to the upper world and get some."

Hermes flinched from the tongue lashing he was getting and frowned as his sour mood slowly began to return. "Fine," he whispered softly. "I'll go. I know you're busy and stuff. Nevermind..." Hermes adjusted his glasses and with shoulders drooped he flew slowly back towards the filing cabinet he roosted upon earlier.

The secretary sighed and reached forward and grabbed Hermes by the back of his toga. "Wait...look, I have some place to go in a few hours and I just have so much work to do and I just don't have the time to be fussing with you right now. I'm sorry. You were unexpected and I am royally ticked off that Hades seemed to have dumped you on me. I know this is all new to you and no doubt highly confusing, so, go read the books on the wall you got this one at," Belit calmly began, handing the book back to him. "You'll learn alot about the past and present in them, but please, make sure you put them back exactly where you got them when you're through."

Hermes sadly nodded and took the book from her and looked down at the cover, sighing from all the unusual sights on it that he really hadn't noticed before. All these places and things were so disturbing to him, but fascinating at the same time. "Alrighty, babe. I'll catch you on the flip side then." He looked up at her and smiled weakly before turning back around to fly back to the shelf he got the book from.

Belit watched him go and felt slightly guilty for yelling at him like she did, but she couldn't have the blue messenger flying around her office like he owned the place. She also had to snap him out of his mood swings, it just wasn't healthy. Swallowing hard, she called out to him, "If you are hungry, just fly to the end of the cave you were playing that violin of yours to Cerberus. It leads to the upper world and you can have your pick of food out there. Don't worry about what you've been told, you are allowed to go there." Feeling as if she did her good deed for the day, Belit straightened the papers on her desk, brushed off her sleeveless toga, and left the room.

Hermes glanced backwards hearing the door shut and sighed heavily. Finally, solitude was given to him yet again, though this time he wasn't sure he liked it. He couldn't recall a time that he was scolded at so harshly and it surprised him. He hovered in front of a shelf and pushed the book back into its place. He then reached for another one and opened it up, flipping through the pages. The messenger suddenly grinned broadly, "Oh yeah!" he cried and swiftly flew back to the file cabinet and sat down as he eagerly went through the book of modern music.

Finishing scanning the pictures, he then went back to the begining and read the entire book from cover to cover. Such fabulous things mortals did with music! His brother was right, the music scene did look groovy. Many months ago, Apollo ended up in the future, but unlike Hermes, he had a way to get home. Although he wasn't allowed to reveal what he saw, he did bring Hermes back a pair of headphones to attatch to his keyboards for private listening and he did mention that the blue God was going to love the music of the future.

"Man, what I wouldn't give to listen to this moden stuff," Hermes sighed dreamily as he shut the book. Leaping from the file cabinet and flying back to the shelf, Hermes thought it best to learn more about the upper world of now before he would even consider venturing into it. After all, the things he saw up there proved that Greek Gods didn't have the same respect as they did in his time and Hermes wasn't in the mood to get into more trouble then he was already in by venturing in a land he knew nothing about.

Placing the music book back on the shelf, Hermes grabbed one on transportation and leafed through it. "Nuts," he grumbled and shoved the dull book back into place. He then spotted one on ancient history and flew back to the cabinet with it crooked in his arm.

As he flipped through it he saw the rise and fall of Rome and that made him snicker sarcastically for the blue God disliked the Romans very much. He also learned that his native friends on the unnamed continent in the far east across the ocean was now called America, but much to his horror, the natives of that land were almost all but slaughtered by the invasion of "discoverers" looking for a new world. Hermes snorted in disgust and felt a tremor go through him as he imagined his friends being herded up and killed like cattle. He also pictured those huge vast forests he once roamed all torn down and those horrible cites he's been seeing taking their place.

He angrily turned the pages and came upon a section about Greece. Although he was anxious to read about the changes in his homeland, he was frightened yet the same. He was hearbroken about the fallen temples and all the destruction and he wasn't quite sure if he was in the mood to read about that just yet. The little god scanned the book and found a small bit of Egypt history. Arching his eyebrows, Hermes eagerly searched for anything on his new friend, Belit-Sheri. He grinned finding her name, but yet it wasn't anything to glamorous and that was really disappointing. It did mention his pals Anubis and Seth quite a bit and that was when he set the book down. Seth is the God of Chaos and also the name of Hermes' son.

Hermes sighed and closed his eyes thinking of the small boy he left behind as well as his lovely wife. How could he have been so stupid to trust Hades? Now he was paying for his ignorance in the worst possible way. Hermes flew off the cabinet and headed back to the shelf to replace the book that brought his sadness back and was about to turn and head back when his eyes spotted a book called "Greek Mythology."

He arched a dark blue eyebrow wondering what "mythology" was and took the book from it's place. The cover had an image of Zeus holding a lightning bolt, but it was a horrible picture for it looked like it was drawn by a child. "Geez, like, they should kill the square that drew this," he commented sarcastically to himself as he landed back on the filing cabinet.

He read the introduction and instantly felt his blood begin to boil. "Mythology is a collection of made up tales of fabulous creatures and immortal beings that never existed. Never existed?? Why you stupid, fickle, narrow minded, nutty mortal scum!" Hermes growled and slammed the book shut. After all the centuries of being worshipped and believed in and for all the help he and the fellow Gods and Goddess gave humans, this was the thanks they got? Imaginary indeed. What a sad world to be in without unicorns making women smile and Zeus tossing lightning bolts down at foolish mortals.

According to Zeus, the old ways still happened, it was just that humans didn't believe any more. "Ingrates," he muttered and slowly reopened the book. At this point and time he didn't care about reading this horrible book of nonsense, but he was curious to see what they wrote about him, his wife, and especially his family. The book was thick and Hermes wasn't exactly in the mood to leaf through this thing since it was all wrote as if all of Olympus and its residents were farces.

Seeing that the book had all the Gods catigorized, Hermes looked up his chapter and flipped to it. He scanned over the words and was glad they didn't screw much up about him and his duties and it mentioned nothing of the ten children Zeus told him the little deity had. However, there was a smaller sub-section mentioning his wife, Seth, and Megan, but it mentioned nothing about their duties or character.

When he turned the page a small gasp escaped him for there was a drawing of Megara. He furrowed his brow and stared at the picture which wasn't the greatest, but it was still her none-the-less. There was no picture of the children mentioned, but it wouldn't have mattered anyway for Hermes could not take his eyes off of the picture of his wife. With a long sigh, he reached up and tenderly touched the page with his finger and traced it along the outline of Meg's face. "I'm so sorry, babe," he whispered and closed his eyes.

"I'm so sorry, babe," a voice near by mocked followed by a snicker.

"Yeah, soooo sorry I'm a geek," another replied and both voices broke up in laughter.

Turning quickly around and looking towards the floor, Hermes spotted Hades' imp helpers, Pain and Panic. "What do you squares want?" he snarled and set the book down, taking up his Caduceus instead.

"Hades told us you were down here, but we couldn't find you," the green Panic commented and began to climb up the file cabinet.

"Yeah, he told us you were lonely and could use some cheering up. Cerberus told us that you took off with that Belit woman. Isn't she hot?" Pain, a chubby purple demon, joined in as he began to climb up after his counterpart.

Hermes flew off the cabinet and hovered a few feet away. "Man, I ain't in the mood for you two squares, dig? I've got enough troubles then worrying about you guys taking my glasses or something."

Pain picked up the mythology book and smirked seeing the drawing of Megara. "Oooh, missing your wife I see. Well, now, how can we work this out to our advantage?"

Panic squirmed and hopped up and down, his claws clinking on the metal of the cabinet. "Oh oh, I know! We could tell Megara that her goody-goody husband is down here making time with Belit! That'll get her good!"

"No, that won't work, you know she trusts her Hermy too much to believe something stupid like that," Pain sneered and whapped the green imp in the head with the book.

Hermes then joined the hitting and he too whapped Panic, only he used his Caduceus. He then lifted the staff to hit Pain when the little purple demon dropped the book and waved his hands. "Hey, I wasn't going along with it, don't hit me!" he begged and glared at Panic. "You should hit him again anyways, he's the one that busted Hades figurine in the War Room."

Panic's eyes widened. "You weren't s-supposed to t-tell!" he stammered and began to tremble, looking around fearfully just waiting for Hades to appear after hearing the comment about his statue.

Hermes flew back slightly and rested his Caduceus against the crook of his arm and smirked cunningly. "Hmmm...it seems like we got a deal in the works here, cats. Like, you go away and leave me alone and tell no one about me being down here much less that I am here in Personnel and I won't tell old Flame Head who the square was that busted his little toy, you dig?"

The two imps stared at him then towards each other. Panic glared at Pain and pushed him. "You and your big mouth. Now we can't annoy four eyes like we planned."

"Well, if you didn't go running around in the boss' room you wouldn't have busted that figure!"

"Me running around? Oh, that's it buster! You were the one chasing me with that..."

WHACK. Hermes beaned Panic in the head with his Caduceus once again and for good measure he hit Pain as well. "Listen, you squares, I don't have time for this and ain't in the mood! Now scram, dig? Let me to my peace and solitude! Go bug some stupid mortals or something, they're always good for a laugh."

The two imps, still wincing in pain, nodded and in a flash they were gone. Hermes rolled his eyes and lifted up the mythology book and flipped back to the page that had his wife's picture on it. His heart sank and he longed to see her just once in this time period, but he had to listen to Zeus no matter how absurd it sounded to him. Giving the picture a tender kiss, the little messenger set the book down on the filing cabinet and flew to Belit's desk.

Hermes searched the top and riffled through papers until he found a blank piece. He marveled at the pre-inked blue lines on it and shook his head. "Isn't that too nutty? Guess the cats from this time can't write in a straight line without help," he chuckled and grabbed a pen and mimiced Belit by clicking the button on the top. A smirk crossed his face and he put the pen down and began to scribble a hasty note to the Goddess.

His dark blue eyebrows lifted at the ease in which this pen thing worked. "Man, I could use something like this to really cook with my songwriting!" he mused before clicking the button again and setting the pen back down in its resting place. He lifted up the note he just wrote out and smiled broadly from his accomplishment. Lines or not, the paper didn't look half bad now that it had writing on it. The little messenger then set the note down on Belit's desk and produced a white rose out of nowhere and set it next to the paper. He then adjusted his winged helmet and glasses, crooked his Caduceus against him and flew out the door, heading towards the cave where he was with Cerberus.

Hermes felt totally confident that he read enough about this nutty new world to figure things out, besides, he was very hungry and just wanted to look around anyway. He hoped that by the time he'd return from his adventure Zeus would be back with Cronos and he could head home to his own time where he belonged, but since he was stuck here he felt the best thing he could do was make the most of his time and get his mind off of the situation.

He swiftly approached the cave and flew inside hoping to not bump into Cerberus, but the dog was nowhere to be found. Good. He didn't want the huge canine to snitch on his departure to Hades or to those nutty little imps. One fried blue butt was more then enough for him. "Oh yeah!" he cried excitedly, spotting the exit. He gathered himself up and flew all the faster towards his upper world destination and out of the dark mustiness of the dulls-ville Underworld.::