Page 6 of The Goddess is Angry
george
Ihadn’t swung by my aunt’s cottage to see Freya and catch up, but history classes were supposed to resume with her teaching. So, color me totally shocked when I walked into history and my fucking dad was up there cosplaying as a professor. He was dressed like a hipster with his hair in a bun and Azren wasn’t the only god at this academy who wore fake glasses.
I loved my dad, but who unleashed him on college students? He had endless patience withhiskids, but not so much with other people’s kids. Like, my mom wouldn’t let him anywhere near our school if another kid was involved because several people would end up as roaches and he was the only one who could change them back. And my mom was the only person who could get him to unroach someone if he was mad at them.
Was the God of Death prepared to come in this classroom and change students back because my dad got irritated? Matilda, Mags, and I all stopped at his desk. He was pretending to read a thick history book, but I could see he had one of my mom’s smut books for their book club hidden where the other students couldn’t see it.
“You aren’t Freya,” I said.
“Definitely not. The board is abusing their headmaster being indisposed. Azren tried to tell the board they were really good at teaching, but hated administrative stuff and recommended Gabriel. They all but forced Azren to take over. Azren knew Freya needed this, so they brought her to this realm, and then the board basically told them they wanted a revolving door of gods so the students had a well-rounded history education.
“They wanted Azren to call in everyone they knew to do a week because it looks good for the Academy, but there’s not that many of us here. So, I’m doing a bit, Loki will take a turn, Freya will be teaching, and Azren even got Odin to agree. It’s so stupid. They wanted ‘well rounded,’ and they ended up with me and three gods from the Norse family.”
“Please don’t turn any of my classmates into rats.”
“What does Azren do when they are disrespectful?”
“Throw shade,” Matilda said.
“That’s ridiculous,” Dad scoffed. “You can shut that shit down immediately by transfiguring them into something really nasty. That Krauss girl should have spent time as a roach ages ago.”
“Dad!” I pleaded.
“There are boys over there staring at you. Bring them over and introduce them.”
West, Church, and Ren were all standing in the door staring at us. I mostly looked like my mom, but my eye color and eye shape were all my dad. Everyone knew my dad was a god thanks to Azren. My guys were expecting Freya just like I was, but it wasn’t too much of a leap that the gigantic god at the front of the room was my dad.
I’d successfully avoided my dad meeting any of my boyfriends, but they all ended up being assholes who were just using me for a favor from him. These guys? They were the real deal. These guys were ‘meet the dad’ kind of guys, so I called them over.
“Dad, this is Church, West, and Ren. They are important to me. Guys this is my dad.”
My dad saw me signing. He didn’t know who it was for, but he learned sign language with us when my mom was teaching it to us. My dad prided himself in all the languages he spoke and when my mom dragged him back into his body from the Aether, he dove into learning all the languages that developed after he left this realm.
He didn’t know who he was signing to, but he started signing.
“Anyone who is important to George is important to us. You’ll have to come by the library for dinner one night. I’ll cook up something really special. Also, if you hurt her, her Uncle Loki and I will fuck your life up until we get bored with you, and then no one will find your bodies.”
West just stood there grinning like my dad wasn’t totally serious about that.
“No offense, sir, but Matilda already gave us that talk and she’s terrifying under all that pink,” West said.
My dad just leaned in and winked.
“Oh, we’d totally bring Matilda on as a paid consultant on this.”
“No worries. She’s my lioness. I have every intention of worshipping her,” West said, giving my dad a knowing look.
Dad shot me a look, and I subtly shook my head to let him know that only West was in on my secret. Dad would never press me about revealing it, but I always felt like I was letting him down because the whole reason I was a god was because of him. I was proud of my dad and what I was.
“Anyway, all of you need to come to dinner and meet the rest of the family so they can also threaten you. Azren told me that this job required punctuality and threatened to spank my essence without allowing me to use a safe word. You should all get to your desks so I can impress some college students. I haven’t had my ass kissed by the masses in person for ages. Sit and make me feel special.”
My dad got ridiculous when he wanted his ass kissed, but at least Balthazar wasn’t here to egg him on. My mom usually reined them in and she wasn’t here. Dad sat on the desk with his arms crossed staring the class down.
“What is the purpose of Chaos?” he asked.
Dexter’s hand shot up.
“To fuck shit up?” he asked.
