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?
[The Golem attacks again] *swoosh* *riiiiiiiip*
Brit: Damn! That was my bestest cloak! That's it!
[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]](images/icons/cool.gif)
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!!!]](graemlins/aahhh.gif)
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. . .
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... ]](graemlins/ehidunno.gif)
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. . .
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