Hermes's Revenge
Author's Note: Hey everyone! It's me, CrystalRoseSkull, now named GoddessHermony. Something went wrong with my account, and I couldn't get on anymore... So I made a new one. XD Don't worry, I'm going to repost the Luke story, and continue it. My friend Emilie and I just have a lot of stories exploding from our heads so... We'll be posting a lot! Enjoy!
*Hermes' Perspective for a moment*
Hey peeps, you wanna know what I did to Apollo today? Well, it went like this...
*3 hours earlier, normal perspective*
Hermes decided to get revenge on Apollo for what he did the other day. He still hadn't got all the charred feathers out of his sandals... Anyway, this time Hermes was determined to get him back, and the one thing Apollo loves most of all, is his self. As soon as Ares walked into Olympus, Hermes smirked with a certain gleam in his eyes. He knew this time was right to set his revenge into motion, since hey, Ares would hurt anyone. Most of the time, you don't even have to ask. Hermes got up from where he was sitting, and made his way over to the sun god, rolling his eyes when he noticed he was writing another haiku. 'Oh gods...' He thought. 'Don't we suffer enough?' Shaking his head, Hermes put on a cheerful smile, then placed an arm around his older brother's shoulder.
"Hey Apollo!" He spoke happily, flashing a toothy smile. Apollo, of course, smiled in return, looking at his younger brother in miswriting. "Say... Do you think you could do me a small favour?" Hermes had asked him. Apollo shrugged, nodding a little. "Sure, what do you need?" Hermes paused for a moment. "Could you please go and ask Ares how you would punch someone?" Agreeing to Hermes small favour, Apollo stood; placing his things onto his chair then went on his way over to where Ares sat. Hermes sat back down in his own chair, grinning and eager to see what was going to happen as he barely could contain his laughter.
"Hey Ares!" Apollo approached the war god. "I was wondering if you could show me how to punch someone..." He said. Ares raised his eye brow, staring at Apollo blankly with his redish eyes, as he tried to comprehend what he had said into his brain. As you know, this process takes quite a while sometimes. Once he realised what he had said, he grinned big. "You do it, like this..." Next thing you know, Apollo's holding his face in agony. "MY FACE!" He shouted in despair as Ares merely rolled his eyes. "How DARE you!" Hermes had fallen off his chair, laughing hysterically. "Do you not know that my FACE is my best feature?" Apollo sniffled. "Now you RUINED IT!"
He had run off in tears, and to try and do something to save his "beautiful" face. And to make sure nothing bruised or scarred. Poseidon, who had been there the whole time with the three, shook his head as he glanced to his nephew. "This is almost as bad as the time you told him he was ugly, and he cried in high soprano for three months..." He couldn't help but grin though, Ares included as he laughed. Hermes sat up, looking at them both with a smirk. "You have to admit it was funny..."