Talk:Apophis/@comment-72.233.169.31-20150224232554/@comment-26115871-20150308063107

"LET MY PEOPLE - I mean, pharaoh - GO!"

The apophis turns to look at me to find I am holding a sheperd's crook and am leading a large flock of weresheep. "Uh . . ."

"Sic her."

The weresheep charge into the room and immediately dog-pile the apophis and the pharaoh. I wait for a few minutes before I command the weresheep to separate the apophis and my wife, which they do, revealing that both the apophis and the pharaoh are asleep. I tell the weresheep to again target the apophis. As they drag her away I go to my wife and wait for her to wake up. Once she does I grin at her when she asks where I got the weresheep from.

"I became a shepard for a little bit. Then God came to me. She commands you to let her people go."

"She doesn't seriously think I'm going to do so, right?"

I shrug. "Not a clue. I was laughing too hard upon realizing I was seeing a god in heat to hear anymore of the request. Anyways, how was your day honey?"

"Lonely."

"Well, let's fix that, shall we?"