fandomhigh | Comparative Religions, Monday, Period 3, Week #2--Egypt

"Hello my class," Vala greeted everyone, once they were seated, and passed out some worksheets. "Today, our grand tour of the Earthen religions starts with one of my personal...well, I'm not sure favorites is the right word, but let's go with that until I'm fully alert and can think of something better. Ancient Egypt!"

One might think that Vala had been up all night worrying about something, then had a great deal of caffeine to make up for the lack of sleep. Or possibly that she'd had the weekend of a lifetime, and had caffeine to make up for the lack of sleep. Either way, that there had been a lot of caffeine involved somewhere in Vala's morning routine was pretty obvious.

"One of the earliest Earth religions, the Ancient Egyptians believed in a wide and diverse pantheon of gods, who took care of everything you could imagine an Ancient Egyptian might need or desire. However, notably absent from this list is the Goddess Qetesh, the goddess of love and beauty. She is often confused by scholars with the Goddess Hathor, but I am here to tell you that they are absolutely not the same individual--in addition to Hathor's role as the Goddess of fertility, inebriety, and music--which is clearly not the same thing as beauty and desire, thank you very much--Qetesh was known for her excessive beauty and charm and Hathor was known for ~~sleeping with Daniel Jackson and wearing a really bad wig~~ being the wife of Ra. Not that no one ever asked Qetesh to marry them, but she was against being controlled by a man."

She cleared her throat and tried to remember not to rant.

"In some dimensions, the roles of the Egyptian pantheon were actually usurped by a race of alien parasites, who lived within human bodies--called hosts--for thousands of years and enslaved humans to do their building. Because they wielded mysterious and powerful technology, they were believed to be gods come down to Earth and worshipped and given tribute accordingly. I have no idea whether this particular dimension is on that was or one that wasn't, but there was a revolt on Earth, causing most, if not all, of these god-pretenders to leave the planet in a hurry, leaving a few of their ships behind. You may recognize them of the pyramids of Giza, if you're into that kind of thing."

"Anyway, you have worksheets laying out the pantheon and creation story from the Egyptian point of view. You'll need to hang on to them for the final, which will be practical. There is also an online walking tour of the British Museum, if you're interested enough to learn more."

[ooc: OCD is up!]

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"No, but you're in the class too, and I figured you'd be bragging about getting to see Dawn in leather before I do."

"Because it's not like you live with her or anything," Dean observed.

Sam smirked. "I might get a private view later, if she wants to do it."

"That's my boy," Dean crowed, patting Sammy's shoulder.

"I'm not going to be dirty about it," Sam said quickly, before Dean could get the wrong idea.

"Why the hell not?"

"Okay, maybe I'll be a little dirty," Sam replied, turning slightly red. "But not as bad as you and Alec will be, I bet."

"Probably not," Dean agreed with a smirk that was halfway to a leer. "But that's your loss."

Sam made a face at Dean. "Remind me not to listen to the radio for a little while, just in case the squirrels pick up something they shouldn't."

"They haven't yet, least when it comes to that sorta thing," Dean said, still smirking.

"Good. That balances out them drinking with you and forcing you to involve me in the radio," Sam said.

"Admit it, you had fun!"

"Maybe it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be," Sam admitted.

"See? This is why you need me -- you'd never try half the things you could without me egging you on."

Sam rolled his eyes. "You make it sound like I'm missing out on things."

"You would be if you didn't have me," Dean said with a smirk.

"I wouldn't be missing the important things," Sam insisted.

"Dude, you so totally would," Dean insisted.

"Getting to play on the radio is not that important, Dean."

"I was the one who kept poking you until you asked Dawn out," Dean pointed out.

Sam grumbled for a moment. "She would have asked me out if I hadn't asked her out first."

"Or someone else would've asked her out and you would've totally lost your chance."

"And then I would have waited, like I did with you," Sam pointed out.

"Because brooding without letting anyone know you're brooding is such a great hobby," Dean said.

"I don't brood like that," Sam said, lying as well as he could.

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