"Damn you, stay!" she muttered various censored cursewords and then went back to glaring at her computer screen.

"Roooooooooobiiiiiiiiin.... write me! Write me!" came the aggrivating whine from somewhere in the broom closet of her mind.

"No. I don't want to unleash the horror that you are upon those poor innocent minds. Think about the pain!" Robin took her glasses off and proceeded to clean them. "Besides, you're not on Earth at this current moment, and all my plots are quite Earthly right now. Bugger off." she went back to lightening a photo graph of herself.

"I'm not horro! And I am not pain! You made me, now use me!" Vesta pouted and tried to look cute. Robin didn't bother looking at her, still working on the photo.

"If I use you, you'll end up in bed with some male and another awful offspring will be produced. I've had enough of those mishaps to last me a lifetime beyond the Summerland. Now shut up before I throw you in the trash bin."

"I'm careful! I'm a Goddess, and the Goddess of Procreation! Sooooo... it's my job."

"Don't forget animals. Did I forget to mention there are laws about beastiality?" she smirked and saved the image. "Now, seriously Vesta, go make someone elses life miserable before your Lord Doanonian decides to do away with you."

A series of angered shrieks and whistling noises came from the muse.

"I do NOT sleep with animals."

"That guy was human? Oh. Couldn't tell with all that body hair."

"Arrrgh!!!!!" Vesta smacked Robin upside the head viciously. "I hope you fall down and land in one something bad!!" she stomped off to go do something unproductive.

"Oh. Very creative Vesta!" she yelled after her. Robin winced and rubbed the back of her head. "If I weren't already insane I'd swear I was becoming a loony."

Venture home.