Narcissus weeps

Thank you for visiting! I'm so sorry this to so long to release, my work schedule has been extremely hectic. This has been an amazing journey so far. As I finish this hub, I'm excited to announce that Astranomik, Cheeky Girl, and kallini2010 have formally comitted to adding acts to Our Well of Wishes play. Maggie May and I collaborated to get this mutha started, and I'm glad others have expressed interest to participate. If you wish to participate and add an act, please message me so that I can send you some mythological resources. There are two expectations that we have for you to participate. You must have fun writing your act, and Echo and Narcissus must remain the main characters. That's it! Really!

NARCISSUS, the boy who resides in the body of a god. Image portrayed by Mark Sanchez.

ECHO,young nymph who's in it for the long haul. Image portrayed by Hilary Rhoda.

Ms. NEM ESIS, boss lady who own's Smyna's Cabaret and God and Goddesses, out getting a Brazillian wax. Image portayed by Julianne Moore.

AMEINIAS, our hapless man-eater. Will he turn to the dark side? Image portrayed by Thomas jane.

PAN, the lecherous satyr who is finnin to start some sh*it in the realm. Portrayed by the 2001 winner of the Ft. Worth stock and rodeo show. Pan won in the manimal category.

HERA, wife of Zeus. She is not too pleased that Echo is out and about. Image portrayed by Anne Archer.

ENDYMION, another dancer and friend to Narcissus.

When we last left off, Narcissus was told by MS. Nem Esis to go find Ameinias. His mission? To help him be all that he can be in the cabaret world. However, it is boss ladies hope that Ameinias can step in and replace Narcissus. If this can happen, then she can go ahead and wipe the slate clean, and complete the act she initiated in Thespian Fields. This act of revenge with Narcissus will allow her to maintain her perfect streak of dealing vengeance. She can also collect on the insurance she's taken out on him. She has her eye on a new Ursa (bear) rug. She calls Ameinias to tell him to get ready for company.

Ms. Nem Esis:Ameinias darling, I have good news for you. Narcissus is back, and I've sent him over to your condominium. Don't freak out, it's just a meet and greet. No need to get into your leotards and leg warmers on just yet. Also, a shaggy being may appear today or tommorrow. He may look like Serbian goat herder. Don't be scared, he wants to talk business with you. I'm trying your appletini drink recipe right now! The nectar of the gods. Dionysus ain't got sh*t on you! I'll see you later dear.

Ameinias: S-S-Q-Q-U-U-E-E-L-L!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ameinias's home is immaculate by heterosexual man standards. However, he didn't buy the entire season of "Trading Spaces" on DVD for fun. He isn't part of the Jason Cameron fan club because he loves the show "Desperate Landscapes." Home is where the heart is, and like the Bowery bird that collects bottle caps to decorate it's nest to attract mates, he's aiming to create a home where Narcissus wishes to be. He polishes up his pad, until he is interrupted by a knock.

Ameinias peers thru the peephole, and sees Narcissus standing there. He gleefully opens the door.

Ameinias: Greetings and salutations to the great Narcissus who has honored me with a visit to my home. Please come in.

Narcissus: I'm Narcissus. Boss lady said I needed to meet with you. Something about helping you be the best you can be. What are you wanting to be the best at? I can't remember that part...

Ameinias: Well, why don't you come in and sit a bit and we'll figure it out. Have you eaten? I've made some Yogurt-Marinated Chicken Kebabs with Aleppo Pepper.

Narcissus has no clue what Ameinias is offering to eat. He does recognize the chicken word. However, he did memorize a label to one of his favorite comfort foods. He wants to sound intelligent, so he asks for it.

Narcissus: That sounds good. But what I'm really in the mood for is Ground Corn Treated With Lime, Water, Vegetable Oil (Contains One Or More Of The Following: Soybean Oil, Corn Oil) with TBHQ and Citric Acid added as a preservative, Salt. Oil: High-Oleic Low-Linolenic Canola Oil, TBHQ (To Protect Flavor), Dimethylpolysiloxane (An Antifoaming Agent). Corn, Vegetable Oil (May Contain One Of The Following: Soybean Oil, Corn Oil, Cottonseed Oil), Salt, TBHQ (Used As A Preservative). Oil: High-Oleic Low-Linolenic Canola Oil, TBHQ (To Protect Flavor), Dimethylpolysiloxane (An Antifoaming Agent).

Ameinias: You want some Taco Bell nachos? I can make some for you right now!

Ameinias is quite the cook. He whips those nachos up, and Narcissus loves them! If he had a tail, it would be wagging.

Ameinias: Narcissus, I'm honored you paid me a visit. I want to know everything about you. I want to know what you like and dislike. What do you do to get ready on the dance stage. I LOVE your pecs. I'm hoping to buff up a bit.

Narcissus: Well, I love Trix cereal, my dog Cerberus, Eskimo's and their pies, and I like experimenting with "my fellas." I had pasted some bedazzle jewels on my member to make it look like a sword, and mirrored confetti on my sac. I wanted to make them look like disco balls. I wanted to be an innovator on the stage.

Ameinias: What a coinkydink! You created a sword, and I used to be a sword swallower! We have more in common than you realize.

Narcissus: Oh, and I met a new girl. Her name is Echo, and we met in an unusual way. I was on one of boss ladies labors, I found a radiating pool in the Thespian Fields, then I blacked out. I woke up with this nymph, who had me in a wrestling move. Here's her picture.

Ameinias: Mmm, yes, she seems pretty. What do you like about her?

Narcissus: Well, I was drawn to her voice. I heard singing and a soothing voice calling me. It was her voice that had me hooked at first. Then I began looking at her, and she had an exotic look to her. I wonder if her dad was in the military and hooked up with a pretty foreigner?

Ameinias: Wow, that Echo must have some mouth on her.

Narcissus: Yes, she does have a pretty mouth.

Ameinias and Narcissus chat a bit more. Ameinias is just as enthralled with Narcissus as Echo is. He sees a man child. A hot man child, who needs to be pampered. Ameinias turns on the TV, and Sponge bob Square pants comes on.

Narcissus: WHAT IS THIS SHOW????

Ameinias: It's Sponge bob Square pants. It's a cartoon. You've never seen it?

Narcissus: NO, I LIKE IT!!!

Ameinias: You do know that the sponge and starfish talk, right?

Narcissus: DON'T RUIN IT FOR ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Narcissus and Ameinias talk about the show for a bit. Then Narcissus gets up and leaves to go back to the apartment. They agree to meet again soon. Ameinias lets Narcissus out, and closes the door.

Ameinias: There is a God, Narcissus be thy name.

Echo has been cleaning Narcissus's apartment, making it into a lovers lair. She has been pondering what her existence would have been like if she never bridged the worlds to be with Narcissus. While cleaning, she found some pictures of him when he was little.

Echo stares at the pictures. Narcissus was so precious when he was young! You can tell he was going to grow up handsome. There seems to be a constant in all the pictures that she sees. He has a a boyish innocence in his eyes. He was a happy boy. But that look, the look in his eyes; it's still in his eyes. Even as a man, a God, Narcissus still has that little boy look. The look of wonder, exuberance, the look of sweetness. When you look into his eyes, there is no lying, no deceiving. He tells you exactly what's on his mind, and his intentions are never hateful.

A wave of guilt overcomes Echo; she accidentally initiated a sequence of events that almost killed Narcissus. Her anger in the moment, her cries for vengeance were heard. She's the reason he almost died. Echo didn't ask for Narcissus to die, but her lamentations got Ms. Nem Esis's attention. She never thought it would have gotten as far as it did. She will need to tell Narcissus soon, she just doesn't know how to do it. She also needs to see Ms. Nem Esis and plead for her to spare his life.

Echo wipes the tears from her eyes, and finishes tidying up. She takes a shower and gets ready for Narcissus's return. A few moments later, the door opens and Narcissus walks through. He looks confused. This doesn't look like his apartment at all. What's that smell? Clean.

Narcissus: Dang! I think I accidentally walked into the wrong apartment again. Let me look at the outside of the door.

Echo replies from the bedroom.

Echo: Narcissus dear, this is your home. I cleaned it up a bit, I hope that it pleases you.

Narcissus: YYUUEEAAH! I like it allot! Where are you?

Echo: Waiting for you in your chambers.

Echo turns on some music to set the mood. Narcissus walks into his bedroom and stands in the doorway, stunned. Sitting in his chair is Echo in all her sultry awesomeness. He feels a stirring in his loins, and a flutter in his heart. He drops his keys and walks towards her.

She stands, looks up, and draws him closer for a kiss. The kiss sends a sensual shudder through Narcissus's body. His senses have come alive, and wants to hold, kiss, caress, and taste Echo. His clothes fall off, and he lifts her up and carries her to the bed. The lights go off, and they fall together on the bed in a torrid embrace. Lying back, Narcissus pulls away.

Narcissus: Mas lingua.

Echo: ???

Narcissus: More tongue babe.

Echo and Narcissus become one, thereby strengthening their bond to each other. Narcissus is experiencing new feelings and emotions he's never felt before. Before, his version of foreplay was loosening his clothes to make it easy for the "other" women to take them off. However, with Echo, it's different. He wants to connect with her on all levels of intimacy. He's never, NEVER felt that way before. They continue exploring and pleasing each other until the next day, then slowly fall into a satiated slumber.

Well, looks like things are going to get complicated. Hera, the wife of Zeus, has called upon Ms. Nem Esis. She's going to have high tea at the the Secret Garden Tea House, and wishes for her to attend. When Hera invites you anywhere, you don't have the option to attend or not. You'd better be there with bells on. Ms. Nem Esis arrives, and sees Hera is already seated.

Hera sees Ms. Nem Esis and rises to greet her. They both fake smooch each other on the cheek. They are both dressed in their finery, lighting the tea house up and impressing the mortals. Hera is puffing on a Cohiba and blowing smoke rings. They place their order, and begin talking about the reason for the meeting.

Hera:Well my dear, you don't look a day older than a millenia. What's your secret?

Ms. Nem Esis: Well, I do what I can. I'm on that atomic vegan diet. I don't consume ANYTHING that cast a shadow. I also watch what and who I eat.

Hera: Well, you look fabulous. I understand that you've been busy, tending to your cult and answering prayers.

Ms. Nem Esis: Well, you know how it is, with the prayers and sacrifices and the tithes. Good thing the offerings are tax free. If they weren't I'd have to file as a not for profit sexual surrogate.

Hera: Yes, thank Olympus for tax shelters. I'm more interested in an individual who has called on you. An oread named Echo; she's been very naughty as of late.

Ms. Nem Esis: Naughty?

Hera: Yes. You see, I used to adore her. I loved her like a daughter. She used to come by and regale me with whimsical tales and singing. Her voice! Alas, however, she wasn't doing it for my benefit, more for the benefit of another.

Ms. Nem Esis: Really?

Hera: She was covering for my Hubby Zeus. You see, while Echo was visiting, Zeus would sneak off and frolic with those oread nymphs. I only discovered the truth recently. I know Zeus is, for lack of a better word, a whore. But he's my whore. I will deal with him in due time. However, I can never forgive Echo. I know she's called on you for assistance in matters of the heart.

Ms. Nem Esis: Well, it was the damnedest thing really. She fell in love with Narc...

Hera: I'm not interested in why or what your doing with her. Just know that when the autumnal equinox begins, Echo will be cursed. I command that she becomes no more than a plaintive whisper. She will fade away, and no longer exist in physical form. It is my will...

Ms. Nem Esis: Mmm, yes. Well. It's been really good seeing you. I'll need to get my cucumber sandwiches to go. We should really do this again, maybe in the next millenia?

Hera: Of course. And please, do deliver the message to Echo.

Ms. Nem Esis and Hera rise, fake smooch each other, then depart ways. After MS. Nem Esi leaves the tea room, she begins to have a migraine headache. She knew dealing with Echo would be trouble, but she didn't anticipate the mess would attract attention from the big shots. She will need to work quickly, because the autumnal equinox will start soon.

Echo and Narcissus have been consummating for the last 48 hours. They couldn't get enough of each other. They fell into a slumber, and have been waking to make love, then going back to sleep in between. Echo awakes in bed, slowly opening her eyes. She notices that Narcissus isn't there. Then she hears him in the other room.

Narcissus: CH-CH-CH-CHIIAA!!!

Ah, Narcissus is watering his hound. Echo rises and dresses, then walks into the other room to see what he is up to. She sees him sitting down, eating cereal and reading the box.

Narcissus: (Giggle) Silly rabbit. WELL, HELLO LOVER.

Echo: Such a glorius day to be in your midst. I woke up feeling sad because you weren't near. Now I'm happy that you are.

Narcissus: Yes, I know the feeling. When I was sitting in here eating breakfast by myself, I could feel that my heart had a tummy ache. I didn't know why, but now that your standing next to me half naked, I no longer have that ache.

Echo: LOL!

Narcissus: And your smile and laugh, I never knew anything could be so beautiful. I wish I had something more to say, but why don't I let my mouth do the talking.

Narcissus leans forward and embraces Echo, kissing her deeply. She runs her fingers through his hair, and hold him near.

Narcissus: Listen, I just got a package from Papa Zeus! He sent me a DVD of him doing a commercial for Toyota! It has behind the scenes footage and everything. Do you want to check it out?

Echo: Zeus is your grandfather, isn't he? I would love to, but I need to run an errand. Maybe later?

Narcissus: Deal. I love you.

Echo: I love you.

Echo gets dressed, and leaves. She is on her way to visit Ms. Nem Esis and plead for mercy in dealing with Narcissus. If she can pull it off, then maybe she won't have to tell him why he was sent to the Thespian Fields in the first place. Echo leaves, and Narcissus pops in the DVD.

Narcissus: I WANT THAT CAR...

The phone rings, and it's a call from fellow dancer and friend Endymion.

Endymion: WHAT'S UP MY BROTHER FROM ANOTHER MUUTHER?!

Narcissus: SUP FOOL?!

Endymion: Say, I got an extra ticket from the game tonight! Courtside! All the nachos and sodas you can drink. Want to come?

Narcissus: DUDE, YOU HAD ME AT NACHOS. I got so much to tell you! I'll be there soon. Later!

Narcissus gets ready, and uses his magnetic alphabetic letters to leave Echo a message on his refridgerator before he leaves.

Echo arrives at the club and walks inside. There is music playing, and the male dancers are on stage plying their wares. The song is "Deuce" by KISS. Echo bypasses the stage area to reach the stairs to the upper lounge.

Echo arrives and walks up the stairs to the upper lounge. The door is open, and she steps into the entrance. She is nervous, for she hasn't met Ms. Nem Esis before; she doesn't know what to expect. Ms. Nem Esis has just finished with an in house dermabrasion treatment followed by a glycolic acid mask. She isn't in one of her better moods. She walks out and sees Echo standing in her lounge.

Ms. Nem Esis: I really need to get a locking door, or a pair of minotaur bouncers.

Echo immediately falls prostrate in front of Ms. Nem Esis.

Echo: I am the oread Echo, whose cries for retribution set forth the events in which you initiated vengeance on Narcissus.

Ms. Nem Esis: AND?

Echo: I fall before you, begging and pleading for mercy. I was wrong to beg for action, and I'm so desperately sorry for the trouble I caused. I'm asking for you to spare Narcissus. I did not understand the ramifications of my actions.

Ms. Nem Esis: PETULANT, IGNORANT NYMPH. DID YOU NOT SPLICE A BRANCH FROM AN APPLE TREE WITH A SWORD?

Echo: Yes, but...

Ms. Nem Esis: AND DID YOU NOT LASH IT TOGETHOR AND PLEAD FOR JUSTICE DURING THE IDES OF MARCH?

Echo: I did, however...

Ms. Nem Esis: Very few mortals or beings understand the brevity of their actions. You did everything necessary to garner my attention. Sure, women complain about men all the time, and ask for help in dealing with them. But very few if any know how to truly get the attention of the Gods. You my dear, not only hit the nail on the head with one blow, but you also tied my hands in the matter. No deal.

Echo: BUT I WAS WRONG! I BESEECH THEE, I LOVE NARCISSUS! IT'S MY DESTINY TO BECOME ONE WITH HIM! MERCY, I BEG FOR MERCY!!

Ms. Nem Esis: My dear Echo, you need to spend what little time you have with your mimbo. I understand you've been covering for your hussy oread sisters as of late. How do I know? I had a visit from Hera, the wife of Zeus. You know what I'm talking about.

Echo: Well...

Ms Nem Esis: SILENCE. Because of your actions in covering for Zeus, you have been cussed and cursed by Hera. You have until the beginning of the autumnal equinox to love up on Narcissus. After that, the only memory of you from any being will be your hollow voice repeating the words in valleys and voids. You will no longer exist in physical form. I was compelled by Hera to pass along the message. SO, if I were you, I'd go and do some finger painting and macaroni art with Narcissus while you can. He'll need something to remember you by. LEAVE.

Echo stands mute in the presence of Ms. Nem Esis. Not only was she unsuccessful in begging for Narcissus's life, she just found out that she will be losing hers. With a heavy heart, she leaves the club and heads back to the apartment. She doesn't know what to say to Narcissus.

Pan is walking up to Ameinias's apartment. He is completely confident that he can not only get him to do his bidding, but also be the boss of him. After all, he's Pan the Satyr. He walks up the the door and rings the bell.

Ameinias peeks through the peep hole and shudders.

Ameinias: WHO IS IT? ¿Quiénes son usted?

Pan: YO, YO, YO, WHAT'S UP MY HOMO?!

Ameinias: EXUSE ME??

Pan: My name is Pan the Satyr. Surely you've heard of me? They named a sexual condition after me?

Satyriasis?

Nothing?

Ms. Nem Esis surely must have told you that I was coming over.

Ameinias cracks the door open, slightly.

Ameinias: Mmm, yes. Before I let you in, I will need to do a background check. It's the only way I can be sure of your identity. Now, go hide behind that bush, and I'll let you know when I'm ready for you.

Pan: What the hades are you talking about? LISTEN HERE, YOUR GOING TO LET ME INSIDE, AND YOUR GOING TO DO WHAT I TELL YOU. I'M THE MAN HERE, OR CLOSE ENOUGH TO IT!!

Ameinias tazers Pan where he stands. Pan let's out a loud bleet, and drops in place. Ameinias didn't take that womans self defense course at the YMCA for his health. He's empowered, and will not be a victim. He goes over and logs into BEENVERIFIED.COM. Soon, details emerge about Pan. He get's up with his laptop, and with the chain on his door, he cracks it open.

Ameinias: Hello, Mr. Pan Satan? Are you there?

Pan, still groggy from the tazer strike, stands up.

Pan: BBLLEETT! Why did you shock the hell out of me?

Ameinias: You acted aggressively towards me. I don't know you, and I will not be a victim. Oh not I, I will survive. Anyway, come closer to the door. Look at these pictures and tell what they are. Based on your responses, I may or may not let you in.

Pan: This is my varsity high school wrestling picture. We made state that year because of my matches. Nobody would wrestle me because they alleged that my wrestling moves were actually groping moves.

Ameinias: Wow, you really let yourself go.

Pan: Be that as it may, I am quite the stud still.

Ameinias: And your horns, they were so symmetrical then. What happened?

Pan: Cauliflower horns from wrestling, it's like cauliflower ear, you understand.

Ameinias: RRIIGGHHT. Next picture.

Pan: I don't know what that picture is.

Ameinais: Says this trophy was made in your likeness and awarded to you for animal husbandry. The story states that you wooed with the ranchers with your ability to mate with so many goats, a sheep, and a pot belly pig.

Pan: LIES, ALL LIES! THAT DAMN INTERNET, THEY DON'T CARE WHOSE LIFE THEY RUIN!!!

Ameinias: Whatever. Since I'm not a goat, a sheep, or a potbelly pig, I guess I shouldn't worry about being molested by you. However, I need to run some errands. If you wish to discuss your plans, you may ride along in the covered dog carrier in the back seat.

Pan: UGH, FIINNEE.

Pan gets in the back seat dog carrier, and Ameinias heads to the grocery store to get some fresh agave. The closest market is a Fiesta grocery. They both walk in as Ameinias pushes the cart.

As the pair walk into the store, people begin pointing at Pan and yelling "Cabrito!"

Pan: Why are these people calling me a cabrito?

Ameinias: Well, cabrito is a form of goat meat. You do have a huge head; they probably can make a lot of tacos from it.

Pan: GULP!!!

Ameinias: So, here we are in public. If anyone were to asks how we know each other, just say that your a rescue and I'm your adopted father.

Pan: First of all, I'm Pan the Satyr. I have a following, and I don't need an introduction. Second of all, I'm here on official business.

Ameinias: Ah, yes. The proposal. Boss lady didn't give me the details, but she did mention you would come bearing gifts, which you didn't. That is such a small player move. You should always bring something, a gift basket, chocolate covered macadamian nuts, something. Go grab some oats, and try not to eat them in the store. I'll get the agave nectar, I'll be baking agave and honey oatmeal cookies.

Pan: ALLRIGHT. About the gift baskets, that is a good point. I'll take that into consideration. Tell me of your friend Narcissus. I heard he's been tearing it up lately.

Before Ameinias answers, a woman pushing a cart with a child stops and stares at Pan.

Pan: BBBLLEETT!!!!

The child, startled by Pan's outburt begins to cry loudly.

Ameinias: SEE WHAT YOU'VE DONE?! YOU HAVE UPSET THAT CHILD, AND YOU HAVE EMBARRASSED ME. IS THIS HOW IT WILL BE EVERYTIME WE'RE IN PUBLIC?! IS IT?!!

Pan: I'm sorry, it like a nervous tic. Sometimes the goat in me comes out.

Ameinias: DON'T APOLOGIZE TO ME, APOLOGIZE TO THAT BABY.

Pan walks over to the crying child.

Pan: I'm sorry baby.

Ameinias: We need to leave. It's obvious that if you wish to be with me, you'll need to work on your manners. You will also need to be more presentable in public. There is a salon in the same shopping center as this grocery store. I have an idea.

Ameinias and Pan leave Fiesta's, and walk over to the Little Saigon spa. They walk in, and Ameinias talks to the attendant.

Pan: Listen, I don't know about this. I get anxious when I get my hair cut.

Ameinias: Hair? I thought your had fur. Correction, matted fur. Now listen, Ling Ling wanted me to take you to Pets-mart, but I assured her that you wouldn't bite or fight her. She made this special soup for you to relax and calm you down.

Pan: Mmm, not bad. What's in it? Is it Chinese?

Ameinias: It's cream of sumyungguy. It could be Chinese, Japanese, Filipino, etc. All right, what did you want to talk to me about regarding Narcissus?

Pan: I heard you"like" Narcissus. And by like, I mean "like like."

Ameinias: Narcissus is a God. I hope to "know" him one day. I already charted our relationship course. First, we train and dance together. Then we become the first same sex couple to win "Dancing with the Stars." Narcissus will retire from peddling his wares on the stage, and we will move to Vermont. We will buy a farm where we will grow pygmy watermelons. Narcissus will become an artisan, sculpting praying oracle statues out of silly putty, then sell them on Amazon.

It has a ... a quiet dignity to it.

Pan: That is the gayest story I've ever heard. And of Echo? I have a thing for her. I think if you help me get her, then you can have Narcissus to yourself. We can be the bestus home-wrecker crew ever.

Ameinias: I have no problem with Echo. I will win Narcissus fair and square. I don't need any secret agent moves to get what I want.

Pan falls asleep, and begins to snore. Ameinias forgot to ask what grooming package Pan wanted, so he just guessed. Ling ling gets to work, and a couple hours later she finishes. Pan begins to wake up.

Pan: BBBLLEETT! What the hell?! Why am I so sore?! BBLLEEET!

Ameinias: TAAADDAA! I didn't know which grooming package to get you, so I told them to give you the Hasidim special. They shaved you according to tradition, and also finished with a circumcision. I think they did an awesome job considering they performed the feat through a hole cut in a sheet. Ling ling asked if you wanted a happy ending; I told her you never looked happy, so don't bother.

Pan: Circumcision? I'm not Jewish, I didn't have a foreskin to begin with.

Ameinias: ... MAZELTOV!

Pan: This is a bunch of flying horse sh*t. I'm going to rub out Narcissus and bag Echo myself.

Ameinias: ARE YOU IMPLYING THAT YOU WILL BRING HARM TO THE FUTURE FATHER OF MY ADOPTED CHILDREN?

Pan: SO, ARE YOU GOING TO HELP ME OR NOT?!

Ameinias: GET THEE BEHIND ME SATYR.

Ameinias leaves Pan at the salon. Pan is left to pay the bill, even though he isn't happy with his doo. He wants to leave, but a huge man with a cleaver is waiting by the door. He doesn't wish for his knees or knuckles to be made into soup, or his horns used as an ancient asian impotency cure. After he pays, he walks bow legged onto the streets, pondering his next move.

Narcissus arrives at the game between the Trojans and the Spartans. He sees Endymion, a friend and fellow dancer. They greet each other and sit down courtside.

Narcissus: GUESSWHOJUSTGOTLUCKYWITHHISPECIALLADYFRIEND!!!!!!!!!

Endymion: OH SNAP! HA, HA! Well, who is she? A mortal? A goddess?

Narcissus: She's a nymph. Her name is Echo; she's an oread.

Endymion: AN OREAD?! Damn! I heard they're bad ass. Oreads are the only women Zeus messes with. Well, let's hear it. I WANT TO HEAR ALL THE FREAKY DETAILS!

Narcissus: Well, I can't really remember how we met. All I know, is that I heard singing, and then she was there.

Endymion: Them oreads, you have to watch out for their voices and bodies. That's how they get you...

Narcissus: As for the freaky details, I can't share. She's different than the other women who throw money at me at work. She never made me feel like a carnival ride. I like her alot...

Endymion: Whoa... That's deep for you my brother. Allright, just remember, I call dibs on the best man if you ever decide to get married.

Narcissus: You want to hook up with the best man? Really?

Endymion: NO FOOL, YOU KNOW I DON'T GO GREEK. I want to be the best man at your wedding should you have one.

Narcissus: DONE.

Narcissus and Endymion enjoy the rest of the game, then depart. Narcissus is all about Echo. He can't think of no one else. He decides to head home and surprise her with one of his special desert specialties.

Narcissus arrives at the apartment before Echo arrives. He starts making his favorite comfort dessert for her as a surprise. He can hear someone unlocking the front door; Echo walks in.

Narcissus: I WAS THINKING ABOUT YOU ALL DAY! I went to the game with Endymion, and I told him about you. He's happy for me. I was so happy that I wanted to surprise you with my favorite desert.

Echo: Well, it smells yummy. I'm sure I will love it.

Narcissus: TADA!! I made/re-heated peanut butter Chips-ahoy cookies in the oven. I could never make homemade cookies in perfect circles. DO YOU LIKE THEM?!

Echo: They just melt in my mouth. I love them. Listen my love. We need to talk.

Narcissus: SURE! I was just thinking how much hotter you are than the cheerleaders at the game.

Echo: Narcissus, listen...

Narcissus: And I have never, ever, EVER,EVER EVER, been interested in another like you. Never...

Echo: My love, please...

Narcissus: I love everything about you. The way you smell, the way you talk and walk, your boobies...

Echo grabs Narcissus by the hand, and leads him to the couch. His eyes are glistening while looking at Echo. They both sit, and Echo begins to talk.

Echo: Narcissus, my love. You are my destiny. I live just for you. You do know that.

Narcissus: As do I. I didn't start living until we kissed in the Thespian Fields.

Echo:Ms. Nem Esis sent you to the Thespian Fields for a reason.

Narcissus: Yes, it was the Chucky Cheese wish labor. She said I did good.

Echo: No. You were sent to the fields because of me. Because of a wish, a lament that I had. When I looked into the well of wishes, and saw you on the other side, I cried out to you. I called your name, but you never responded to me. In a fit of rage, I split a branch from an apple tree, lashed it together and called out to Nemesis for vengeance. I called for you to be punished...

Narcissus has a puzzled look on his face. He continues to listen to Echo as tears wells up in her eyes.

Echo: Because of my anger, because of my ignorance, you were sent to the Thespian Fields. You weren't sent there on a labor, you were sent there as a sacrifice. A sacrifice to appease all the women you spurned at the club. A sacrifice created because I called for revenge; you were sent there to die. My love, I am so sorry that I have started this chain reaction. I'm sorry to have created this trouble. Ever since our lips locked at the well, I knew I was wrong to call for justice. My love, I'm sorry..

Tears stream down from Echo's eyes; she knows that she may have just destroyed the relationship she wished and willed for. She can sense a change in Narcissus; his happy demeanor has just fallen away.

Narcissus sits in silence, attempting to understand what he did wrong. He's crushed, and he's unable to raise his eyes to look Echo in the face. Throughout his life, he has had conflicting information. He parents told him that he was the center of the realm, while his detractors have called him stupid. He looked at the world through tinted lenses, and created an existence for himself where he lived, but wasnt truly happy.

When he made the wish, and woke up with Echo wrapped around him, he felt like he finally won. And when she listened and talked to him, he thought that he was important, and that he truly mattered. But now he was just told that it was her that initiated the events that almost sent him to the happy hunting grounds.

Maybe he is stupid, and maybe he doesn't deserve to know what love is.

Narcissus is a God, yet he has never understood his full potential as a diety. He had no idea or understanding that anything he did was causing anger or hatred from others.

The sparkle in his eyes he had for Echo has slowly flickered away.

Echo: Narcissus, please...

He slowly rises, and walks past Echo into his bedroom, and lays down on the bed. Echo sits on the couch, crying into a throw pillow. At this point, she's said too much, and gives Narcissus a moment alone. She needs to find a way to fix this before she fades way.

Alone in his room, Narcissus weeps.

©2011 Augustine A. Zavala