Here's part two of my story and more parts are coming soon “THOSE REALMS ARE ALSO OURS TOO” yells Zeus as he storms out the room

“WE WERE IN THOSE REALMS FIRST, ZEUS” yells Sigrun. Zeus calls all gods to go back to Mount Olympus.

“I should go,” says ThinkHeat.

“O-ok, can you c-came back here l-later?” says Kara as she blushes.

“S-sure,” says ThinkHeat as he blushes too. Later that night, ThinkHeat uses his speed to go to Midgard and sees Kara, looking out in the night sky on the balcony. ThinkHeat was about to climb up to her, but then he hears her singing.

“I wish that we could be together, but he is a God and I’m a Valkyries then why do I have this feeling about him, I mean he is handsome, cute, and dreamy, and I want to leave this place and see the human realm with him” song Kara. ThinkHeat was shocked by her singing without her stuttering and to him, it was the most beautiful song that she ever sing then he climbs up to her.

“Hey there,” says ThinkHeat.

“H-hey there,” says Kara, blushing.

“So, what you want to do?” says ThinkHeat.

“I-I don’t know,” says Kara.

“, do you want me to teach you how to fight?” says ThinkHeat.

“S-sure,” says Kara, excited. ThinkHeat is teaching her how to fight then ThinkHeat was shocked that Kara's fighting skills are amazing, but then she slips and grabs ThinkHeat’s shirt, and both of them went down.

“Ugh, are you ok?” says ThinkHeat.

“Y-yeah,” says Kara, and then she realizes that ThinkHeat was on top of her and ThinkHeat also realizes that he was on top of her, they blush bright red, but then Sigrun comes in Kara’s room and sees ThinkHeat on top of her.

Excerpt from 100% - the story of a patriot upton sinclair 10 so peter walked along, with his belt drawn tight, and his restless blue eyes wandering here and there, looking for a place to get a meal. there were jobs to be had, but they were hard jobs, and peter wanted an easy one. there are people in this world who live by their muscles, and others who live by their wits; peter belonged to the latter class; and had missed many a meal rather than descend in the social scale. 11 peter looked into the faces of everyone he passed, searching for a possible opening. some returned his glance, but never for more than a second, for they saw an insignificant looking man, undersized, undernourished, and with one shoulder higher than the other, a weak chin and mouth, crooked teeth, and a brown moustache too feeble to hold itself up at the corners. peters' straw hat had many straws missing, his second-hand brown suit was become third-hand, and his shoes were turning over at the sides. in a city where everybody was "hustling," everybody, as they phrased it, "on the make," why should anyone take a second glance at peter gudge? why should anyone care about the restless soul hidden inside him, or dream that peter was, in his own obscure way, a sort of genius? no one did care; no one did dream. 12 it was about two o'clock of an afternoon in july, and the sun beat down upon the streets of american city. there were crowds upon the streets, and peter noticed that everywhere were flags and bunting. once or twice he heard the strains of distant music, and wondered what was "up." peter had not been reading the newspapers; all his attention bad been taken up by the quarrels of the smithers faction and the lunk faction in the first apostolic church, otherwise known as the holy rollers, and great events that had been happening in the world outside were of no concern to him. peter knew vaguely that on the other side of the world half a dozen mighty nations were locked together in a grip of death; the whole earth was shaken with their struggles, and peter had felt a bit of the trembling now and then. but peter did not know that his own country had anything to do with this european quarrel, and did not know that certain great interests throughout the country had set themselves to rouse the public to action. based on the author's characterization of peter in paragraphs 10, 11, and 12, which word best describes him? a) industrious b) loyal c) patriotic d) poor