Cosmic Correspondent Kim Rogers-Gallagher has been invited to the planets'
secret hangout. She's the first astrologer to enter this starry domain,
and reports regularly on her findings there.
The Mars-Saturn Showdown
Jupiter stood with his arms around the Moon, rocking her with a gentleness
I'd never seen him display before, Mars took over the argument with
Saturn. I couldn't believe my eyes. Two powerful planets, both of them
in charge of enforcement in one way or another, facing off—and all this
from the comfort of my living room! Who'd end up with the upper hand?
had this one. Saturn stood, straightened his uniform and looked Mars
straight in the eyes. He adjusted his hat and walked stiffly to the
door. "Don't start something you won't be able to finish, Mars."
What a comment. It was true—kind of. Mars never was famous for being
an expert at finishing things. He was much better at using all that
red-hot initiative to start things. But in a battle? And in a fixed
sign like Leo?
perfectly happy to finish this any time you like, Saturn. You want some
of this? Let's go. Outside. Right now." Yes, that was perfect.
In a fixed sign, Mars was certainly ready to finish something, especially
when it came to his favorite sport—war.
didn't answer. He closed the door quietly behind him, and was gone.
The battle of the super-powers had ended. Venus ran to Mars, wrapped
her arms around him, and said, "Oh, baby, you were soooo brave!
You're my hero!" He grinned proudly, and patted her back. She kissed
him passionately, and I once again felt the urge to look away.
won? Then it hit me. No one had won, because none of them were any stronger
than the other. They all had plenty of power—it was just different kinds
of power. Jupiter was intimidating when he was angry because his anger—like
everything else about him—knew no bounds. Saturn was just as intimidating,
however, because of his control, and his complete confidence in his
convictions. Mars was certainly as aggressive as his reputation made
him out to be. After all, he'd actually gotten Saturn to leave.
there was Venus, with her own special brand of power. You could see
just how potent it was by the pleased look on Mars' face as she doted
over him, congratulating him on being the victor. Whether or not that
was actually true didn't matter, either. She made him feel as
if he'd won by being his own personal cheerleader. And even the Moon
had amazing power. She'd stopped the argument simply by showing her
not forget Mercury, who was coaxing my cat out from under my bed as
the tape rewound. He had his own kind of power. The power of communication.
He'd made it possible to see the fireworks, even though I hadn't actually
been there at the time of the battle. He was awfully proud of himself,
whaddaya think?" he asked, standing. "Great show, huh?"
I had to
grin. Mercury just couldn't get serious, even though he was wearing
Scorpio at the moment. And how wonderfully appropriate for Mercury in
Scorpio to play "detective." He must have just loved taping
this gigantic battle—especially since no one knew he'd done it.
it sure was," I said. "But is the Moon okay now?"
his hand. "Sure. Jupiter had her giggling in no time. He was telling
her jokes and tickling her, and she ended up baking him something. It
all worked out. It always does. We're just like any other family—sometimes
you win, and sometimes you lose. There's always going to be arguments
every now and then."
can't help feeling a little bit bad for Saturn," I said to Mercury.
"He just seems so lonely. He's always by himself, and nobody loves
now, don't go getting sentimental on me, girlfriend," Mercury answered.
"He brings it on himself, and he wouldn't have it any other way."
know," I said, "but he really is just doing his job. Really."
well, somebody's got to be a hard-ass," Mercury agreed. "It's
just that he enjoys it so much."
out loud at that one. "I guess you're right."
next week is Thanksgiving," he said, "and we'll all be together
at the Café. Even Pluto. Chiron said he'd stop by, too. You're coming,
right? Don't make me tell the Moon you're busy."
thought about that. It really was almost Thanksgiving, and as per, I
had no plans. Or did I? What better way to spend the holiday than with
my cosmic "family?"
her I'll be there," I said. "With bells on."
hugged me, made me promise to call if I needed anything and said Jupiter
would be by to pick me up for dinner next Thursday. He left the video—and
I have to admit, I've watched it several times since then. Who needs
Cops when you've got a real-life clash of the titans on
dinner with the whole fan-damily