|“What would you have me do with him? Can you imagine what would happen if I angered the god of practical jokes? There would be no peace; everyone would make fools of themselves… Everyone would become Unknown.”
Com smiled, but it wasn’t a pleasant smile. “I just hope you’ve thought through the consequences of allowing him to continually annoy all the other gods and goddesses. Just imagine if you couldn’t convey any more of your creative notions to mankind. Just think of the sad state mortals would be in
|with no new inventions.” She sounded almost amused by the thought. Then she saw his expression and paled.
“Don’t even think about it,” he said. “I’ve been around far longer than you, and daughter-mine or not, I can banish you and think little of it. You will become Unknown, obsolete, and I will find another way for men to express themselves.”