His Name Is Poseidoss; Yes; And They Each Reject The Idea, For Various Reasons...

"What!?"Enola exclaimed, shocked.

"I heard that," her intended lover, Poseidoss, said stalking forward and drawing the dagger he had made from a shard of metal brought up from the seafloor where once stood Kathmandu by Ulysses a few years earlier.

"Poseidoss!" Helen exclaimed, instinctively clutching her adopted daughter close. "Put that thing away or-"

"Or WHAT Helen? You'll find someone else to Rape Enola for you? I'm not going let anyone do that! Enola chooses her lover, whoever that may be, and I'll kill anyone who tries to tell her different; even you." Poseidoss snarled.

"Poseidoss! For Neptune's sake you just threatened to kill my MOTHER! Do neither of you have any gods damned sense?!?" Enola cried, tearing herself out of Helen's grip and moving to form a triangle with the two belligerents. "Poseidoss, put that crappie fish gutter away, you're not going to stab my mother with it or I swear by Poseidon I'll dose your food with Fugu!" Poseidoss, sensing the seriousness of the last statement, did as instructed.

Enola turned to her mother. "Mom, damnit, I mean what-the-abyss?!? Ok, I get that you and the others have decided that it's time I got married and had kids, and yes, Poseidoss and I like each other, but springing this whole thing on us was rude, insensitive and mean! I'm not some child you can order around, apparently, and I'm not going to just rut with any guy just because you SAY SO! Poseidoss said it himself, I choose; ME, not you, not him, not the enforcers, ME: and right now I'm so drowned with both of you that I want you to get the rut out of my hut and leave me to think! I wouldn't have thought EITHER of you was capable of this degree of stupidity..." Enola finished with a small catch in her throat.

Both mother and suitor tried to find something else to say but wisely realized it was pointless, and so turned to leave...

Enola blew out the lamp, and went to the bed, she didn't know what to think about this day, she had kind of been sweet on Poseidoss until just now, but if he was that unstable... Conflicted and unsure, she tossed and turned in the Hammock made of Palm fibers untill sleep claimed her and she knew no more until dawn...