Yo Cupid I called back to him wondering what exactly yo meant. As Cupid came closer and I got a good look at him I winced. He was going through a really bad teen god stage. His hair was oily and his face was all broken out with pimples. Even his little wings drooped like those of a molting pigeon. Hades I need directions man. How do I get to Babylon. You’re a god I said. Why not chant the astro-traveling spell. One big plus of being a god is astro-traveling. We think about where we want to go chant a little spell and ZIP we’re there. Cupid leaned against a tree looking dejected. I tried that. I totally chanted the right ZIP code for Babylon but I ended up someplace called Bayonne. He rolled his eyes. My astro-traveling powers are all messed up. I gave him directions. Maybe he wasn’t my favorite god but I felt sorry for him. His teen troubles were so bad they’d overwhelmed his astro-traveling system"