As Britannica still makes his way to Zeus, a Paper Golem looms out of the battle and attempts to give Britannica a nasty paper cut. . .

*swish*

Brit: Eep! [Ducks out of the way just in time] Ha-Ha! My Britannera. . . oh, bugger. I lost it didn't I? [sad]

[The Golem attacks again] *swoosh* *riiiiiiiip*

Brit: Damn! That was my bestest cloak! That's it! [you sunnuva...]

[Britannica pulls out a pair of scissors]

Brit: Scissors cut Paper, Golem!

*snip* *snip* *snipsnip* *snip* *snip* *snipsnipsnip* *snip*

Just then Hercules walks up, several scrunched up balls of Paper Golem in his hands, and admires Britannica's handywork.

Hercules: Snowflakes? [cool] Well done, mortal . . . *wham* [slaps Britannica on the back, sending him flying 10 feet or so]

Brit: *oooof* um, nothing to it. It's all those school holiday storytime activities, I ran back at work. . . . ow, I think I landed on something?. . .

[Hercules walks up to Britannica, grasps his hand to help our hero up] *crunch*

Brit: Owwwwwwwwwww [AAAHHHH!!!] Watch your grip there, I think you just broke my hand!!! ow, ow, oww, owww, owww

Herc: 'Twill heal, mortal. I am Hercules, son of Zues, lion of Olympus, Demi-God extr. . . [biiiig grin]

Brit: Uh, yes. How do you do, I'm Britannica. . .

Herc: Well met! *wham* [Hercules slaps Britannica on the back again, sending him sprawling again. . .]

Brit: *It's times like this, I wish there was a cry-baby smiley we could use on this Board.* Look you big Ox, I need to talk to your Father. I am with the Justice League Reality, we're here to help you against our common foe, Chant. But first we all need to regroup. . .

Herc: Justice League? I was expecting the Avengers. [eh... i dunno... ] Oh well, let me help you get to Dad, anyway. . . [Slings Britannica over his shoulder] We'll be there in no time . . . :)

Brit: How embarrassing. . . [gulp!]