Opps! I forgot the Hump Day Hump last week! I am soooo sooo soorrrryyyy! No? Not good enough? Okay! 2 humps this week! *g* Still love me? *g*

* Okay, from Gray, Remember Jealousy? Whoever is messing with her baby boy better watch out! LOL ,”
Entropy called out, shaking the dust of inter-dimensional travel from his black leather duster. “Ma! Where are you?” Instead of his mother’s dark, intense voice, he heard the deep, lazy tones of his brother. “Hello, little bro,” Envy called out, walking towards the front of the house. “Odd to see you here,” he added, tossing his long dark green hair to the side. “Is something wrong?” “No.” Entropy shuddered again as that stalking feeling swept over him. “I just needed some information.” “Well –” Envy tilted his head to the side, watching his brother’s eyes flash from black to green. “Maybe I can help you out. What do you need to know?” “Do we –? Can we talk about this somewhere else besides the front door?” Entropy looked over his shoulder and ran his hands up and down his arms. “What’s wrong?” Envy demanded, suddenly the concerned big brother. He gripped Entropy by the arm, pulling him deeper into the house. “You’re not acting normal, even for you.” Envy’s green eyes flashed red as he looked around the entrance to the house, wondering just who would be foolish enough to threaten his brother at the home of Jealousy. “No, it’s nothing like that.” Entropy looked lost and confused. “It’s just — I have this weird feeling, Envy.” Relieved that his scanning turned up nothing, Envy pulled his brother into the small den they used for family time. Their mother was big on family time and wanted all her boys to feel secure in the love she felt for them. “Talk to me, little bro.” Envy crossed his arms over his bare chest, quirking one eyebrow as he took a seat next to En. “Well, lately, there have been these… odd feelings, Vee. I don’t know how to explain them. My body is going through some changes, and it’s starting to do things it has never done before.” “You know…” Envy smiled, relaxing a little. “I thought we had the puberty talk about three hundred years ago.” That snapped Entropy out of his blue funk long enough to scowl at his brother. “Will you pay attention, dipshit? I am trying to tell you something here!” “Sounds like you need to get laid.” Envy’s face wrinkled in amusement as he ran his fingers over his shadow of a beard and the tiny soul patch beneath his full bottom lip. “You need to fill that arena you call a bedroom up with nubile young sprites and let nature take her course.” “I can’t,” Entropy mumbled. “Then you take them all to a hot spring and –” “I can’t,” he tried a little louder, but Vee apparently didn’t hear him… okay, chose not to hear him. “I have this wonderful lube I’ll let you have. Smells like cherry, tastes like chocolate and it tingles. You apply a little magic and –” “I said, I can’t!” Entropy shouted, stopping his older brother dead. “You can’t? What? Use the hot springs? Fill the stadium? Find several really good uses for the edible tingly lube?” “Fuck,” Entropy groused. “Excuse me?” “I can’t fuck!” “Whyever not?” Vee asked, suddenly all older brother concern and outrage. “Did someone give you something? Did they put a sexual hex on you? Who did it?” Suddenly he was on his feet, all towering seven feet of bare-chested, angry Fae. “I’ll make them regret the day their parents even thought of conception –” “No one did it.” Entropy ran his hands through his already ruffled hair, giving him an even more wild, desperate, kind of creepy, pervy look. “It just… happened.” “Nothing ever just happens,” Vee growled, rising to his feet and beginning to pace. “Especially things like this don’t just happen. Have you checked for any magical signature?” “Yes.” Entropy slumped in his seat. “And you found nothing?” “No.” “Did you look around your house for voodoo dolls and fetishes? And not the good kind of fetishes, the evil kind that make your dick limp and your pubic hair grow out of your nostrils.” “Yes.” “And there were none? Not even a hint of crushed mummy powder or eye of newt?” “Not a drop.” “Have you spoken to Mother?” “That’s why I am here.” “Damn.” Vee spoke in tones of shock and awe… and pity — lots of pity. “It just ain’t right, little brother, for a man’s dangly bits to just… dangle. Does Mom know what’s going on?” “I sent her a message,” Entropy sighed. “I kind of marked it urgent too. I figure if anyone can figure out what is going on, Mom can.” Vee nodded. If there was anything they all were sure of, it was that their mother would move Heaven and Earth for them. They each thought of their mother, the woman who had raised them herself, without much help from their vagabond father. She planted flowers, gave donations to several human as well as Fae charities, and knitted baby blankets for the homeless when she had free time from her job and volunteer work. She was even being nice to Love and Peace now… not starting any major conflicts that needed their help so the warring family could take time out and work on their trust issues. She was a veritable saint among the Fae. But then the door slammed open and the sounds of rushing feet rose from the front of the house. “Entropy!” they heard their mother call out. “Entropy, baby, where are you?” She sounded worried and more than a little fearful. “Mom.” Entropy rose to his feet and turned to face the door… Only to have it explode into a thousand little red hot, flesh searing splinters. Entropy leapt into Envy’s arms as an ear-splitting shriek and a sonic boom heralded the painful destruction of the door. “Who the fuck is hurting my baby?” As the dust cleared and their coughing began to taper off, they caught a silvery gleam in shadowy light. There was an odd hissing, then the unmistakable sound of the crack of a whip. The air was suddenly perfumed with the scent of flowers, cinnamon, and vengeance, underlain by a unique and expensive perfume called Green Witch, a scent made for only one woman. Next came the screaming of a thousand tortured souls, the horrific shouts of the damned forced into servitude by the harsh taskmaster who made them pay for their slightest wrongs. The air suddenly felt thick, the pressure building enough to explode eardrums. The tension mounted as they both got a good look at… Avenging Mother Jealousy, complete with thigh-high vinyl master-me stiletto boots, a tight, lace-up leather cat suit in emerald green, several Floggers of Justice, the cuffs of Didn’t, several Hand Grenades of Maternal Instinct, the Belt of a Thousand Ass Whippings, and a pair of Mother’s Helpers Chain Mail Whips (all trademarked) that sang in the air like a well rehearsed boys’ choir before the emperor. “Who did it?” she roared, her green eyes glowing red as she surveyed her two shocked sons. “Who dared harm my babies?” She completely ignored the strange sight of Entropy clinging like a startled monkey to his brother as her gaze scanned every inch of the room, looking for any miscreant who dared to lay a finger on her boys. “Mommy’s home, boys,” she snarled, finally acknowledging the horrified yet happy looks that graced her babies’ faces. “And Mommy will take care of everything!”