Olympus, we have a problem!

In my joy of finding Chloe, my perfect soul mate, and new goddess, I forgot about the events I'd put in motion at Cameron University. I realize that I must keep things there under some control.

Chloe looks at me in understanding as we both transport ourselves to the quad where our party began.

We're just in time too. The party has gotten out of control. Jessica, Kaitland, Amy and Chet are engaged in an orgy with several students in the middle of the grass. The band is playing much louder than anyone can tolerate. Drunken fights are breaking out among some of the revelers.

A phalanx of riot police has assembled at one end of the field and is preparing their ****.

Chloe and I intercede at the final moment. Concentrating our energy, we return most of the students to their rooms, teachers and administrators to their classrooms and offices and the police, thankfully, to their barracks.

We bring our followers to the nearby glade then construct an illusion to conceal it from prying eyes. While our magic is strong, a few humans, two women and a man, are transported with us. They are overwhelmed by the event and pass out.

"Children," I admonish my followers, "We cannot create such spectacles!"

They bow in apology.

Kaitland and Amy stare at Chloe, noticing her further change. She smiles back as the sister and roommate kneel before their new goddess.

"We must take things more carefully," I continue. "I suspect that some of the others from the pantheon will follow my lead and seek out followers. We must make it clear that we mean humans no harm and will only pass my," I pause for a moment, glancing at Chloe, and correcting myself, continue, "our ... gift, to the willing."

The humans in our presence begin to stir.

"Now, what of them?" I ask my assembled followers.