Finally, the door swung open. The light was brilliant and painful after so much time i the dark; not so brilliant as His, of course, but the effect was much the same.

"DO YOU LIKE IT?" His voice boomed. "IT ONLY TOOK ME A WEEK. SIX DAYS, IN FACT."

They stared stupefied. Where there had once been nothing, there was a giant celestial body, a blazing fire fixed in the heavens. Closer, there was a spinning blue-white sphere orbited by a pockmarked satellite.

And upon that globe, tiny things moved about, hunting, gathering, eating, sleeping, fucking.

"What?!" They screamed incredulously. "What in heaven did you do?!"

"I MADE THE EARTH AND THE HEAVENS," He grumbled. "DON'T YOU LIKE IT?"

"That's it, Jehovah," said one of them. "This was supposed to just be a cosmic game of hide and seek! You are officially kicked out of the pantheon."

"Now," said another, "let's clean up this mess."