"Where is she? WHERE THE **** IS SHE?"

"Lord Cronus, your wife just gave birth, she needs some time alone-"

"I don't care!"

Cronus barged into the small bedroom where Rhea, goddess of motherhood, cradled her fifth child.

"Boy or girl?"

Rhea looked up. Although she looked calm, Cronus could see the fear in her dark gray eyes as she hugged the newborn close.

"It's a boy- sweetheart, please, can we keep this one, you swallowed the last four-"

"I'm afraid not." Cronus grinned nastily as he lifted up his son. He scrutinized the baby boy, which was yawning and blinking slowly. His eyes were a striking shade of pale sea green, and his hair was sapphire blue- just like his grandfather. Cronus looked over at Rhea.

"Perhaps you would like to name him before he goes down?"

Rhea's composure broke, and she sobbed several times before looking her husband in the eye.

"Poseidon."

"A good name for a child whose life will end so early." Cronus laughed as the baby went down. He then turned to his weeping wife.

"You do realize that was the child who the Fates predicted would overthrow me." He laughed again, maniacally, as he swept out the door. Rhea heaved a few sobs, and then pondered quietly. A small smile lit up her face as she came up with a plan.

About 10 months later

"Neda, help me! Help-"

"Please calm down, my lady, Lord Cronus will hear you!"

After a few agonizing moments, the sixth child of Cronus was born. While his features were somewhat like Cronus', his hair was completely blond and his eyes were a gorgeous shade of electric blue. Rhea smiled fondly down at her new son, and then handed him to her trusted servant.

"Neda, take him to Mount Ida immediately. Make sure Amaltheia comes with you, and keep him safe."

"My lady…"

"Yes, Neda?"

"Surely you will name him?"

Rhea looked at the baby that was gurgling happily in Neda's arms.

"Zeus."

Neda nodded her head. "A good name, my lady." She then led Amaltheia, the divine goat having been put on a rope leash, away from the palace.

Rhea watched until the three figures were out of sight. She turned away and whispered, "Good luck, child," and walked back into the palace.

Meanwhile, Cronus had swallowed the rock that Rhea had cleverly disguised as an infant. He turned to his wife and said, "Let's not have any more babies, okay?"

Will do, Rhea thought to herself.

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Author's note: Huh? I was first writing Hetalia stuff, and now I'm publishing mythology? THIS IS MADNESS! THIS-IS-SPARTAAAAA!

Actually, I'm not a huge fan of Greek mythology (EGYPSHUN AND THE OTHURZ ARE BETTUR), but I felt the need to rewrite this myth (the only Greek myth I liked) and make it a little more detailed and more humorous.

Hope you enjoy! And review, review, review!