Hello, FanFiction! I AM ICECREAM401!

So I got this idea from Lost-in-a-New-World, so credit goes to them and also to Owlion12 for some of the other ideas for this FanFiction. This was actually based off of my Surgery FanFiction.

By the way, I haven't updated in a bit because my computer crashed, so this is my first night on my new computer, and it's so weird because it's got a lot of stuff that I'm not used to.

So, a lot of stuff in here might be…not according to Greek mythology type of thing…but I know the myths and who their REAL parents are.

Anyway, please read, review, and enjoy. I haven't been in preschool in, like, a long time, so please PM me with ideas as to what preschoolers should do besides eat food, nap, play outside, and do crafts.

INTRODUCTION

Ms. Psyche and Ms. Danae were frantically running around, trying to get the room set up for all the parents who were coming in to discuss that year's plans.

"I hope we're not forgetting anything," said Ms. Psyche.

"I don't think so," Ms. Danae replied. "I printed off the agenda for everybody, and you have the other paperwork for the parents. We just need to remind them to give us their kids' physical forms."

Ms. Psyche sighed as the door creaked open and Ms. Hecate walked into the room. "They're here," she said.

Ms. Danae and Ms. Psyche looked at each other. "Well, here we go," said Ms. Danae bravely.

Ms. Psyche watched as the parents came into the classroom and sat down on the carpet. She recognized several of the gods, but there were a few people whom she didn't recognize. There was a husband and a wife who were talking quietly to each other. The guy was very slim and the woman was a bit chunky. But they looked nice enough.

Ms. Psyche noticed Hera glaring at Ms. Hecate's secretary. "Is it too late to take Hebe off the registrar?"

"Yes," said Ms. Hecate. "Mrs. Hera, once your child is on the list, they're on the list."

Hera shrugged and glared at her husband. "Zeus, honey, do you think we should head home and tell Hebe this is a place of misery and woe?"

Zeus chuckled. "No, dear."

Ms. Hecate cleared her throat. "Okay, let's get started. Welcome, everyone, to Ms. Hecate's Academy! I am obviously Ms. Hecate and welcome to Parents Night! Tonight's the time for us to get to know you and tell you about what your children will be doing this year in this classroom. I'm going to introduce my secretary. This is Ms. Medusa and she said she'd be willing to work with all of your kids, except Perseus because she doesn't like him."

"I don't like Danae either," Ms. Medusa mumbled from a nearby spot on the carpet.

"I am Miss Hestia, and I'm the school nurse," said Miss Hestia.

"Oh, good," said one of the parents, "a sensible woman to take care of any sick kids."

Miss Hestia blushed furiously and sat back down in her seat next to Ms. Medusa.

Once everyone else had introduced themselves, Ms. Psyche looked at all the parents. "So, Danae's handing out some informational packets for everyone. Please look at them carefully. These just state the rules. We only have four basic rules in our classroom. Our first rule is that we don't run in the classroom. Next is that we don't talk while someone else is presenting—Mrs. Aphrodite."

"What?" Aphrodite snapped. "Ares is texting me some very sexual stuff on my phone, so there, you crazy—"

"ANYWAY," said Ms. Psyche, "rule number three is that we play nicely together. And the last one is just to have fun. Your children—even though they're gods and heroes—will never be little preschoolers again. Are there any questions?"

Since no one had questions, Ms. Psyche handed everyone a schedule with everyone's email and phone numbers on it. Then she told everyone to take a bathroom break because they all looked exhausted.

"Well, I guess that completes everything," said Ms. Psyche. "Are there any questions for any of us?"

Of course, Aphrodite's hand was up. "Can I come in someday and do sex ed? They need to learn what safe sex is."

"Uh…" Ms. Psyche glanced at Ms. Danae. "I'll have to ask my assistant about that and I'll get back to you, Mrs. Aphrodite."

It was Monday, the first day of school. There were many stresses going on this morning on Olympus.

Hera and Zeus' daughter Hebe was having panic attacks because she was Mommy's little girl and she would always stay home with Hera while Zeus worked. Now that Hera was working as a marriage counselor for other gods, Hebe was heading to preschool…and she wasn't happy about it either.

In the palace across the street, Fructus—Demeter and Triptolemus' kid—wasn't having a good day either. He used to spend his summer days playing in the fields with his father while his mother baked him cookies and lemonade. Now that he was going to preschool, he was scared he wouldn't get as much field time as he used to.

"Now, Fructus," said Demeter as she combed his hair and helped him get dressed, "you'll love preschool. You can teach all the other kids about agriculture."

"But what if they don't like agriculture?" Fructus asked as he put his shoes on.

"Well, make them," Demeter insisted. "Have a good day, sweetie. We'll pick you up at two-thirty when school's over. If I get a good report from Ms. Psyche today, we'll go out to dinner."

Fructus said a tearful goodbye to his mother and hopped in the back seat of Trip's car.

Phobos, Deimos, and Ares were heading into preschool, too. Ares was constantly telling his kids to talk about war the whole day and not to let anyone annoy them. Aphrodite was there, too, but she was doing something with mascara, so let's pretend she's NOT here.

The other kids' parents were getting their kids ready, too. Alcmene was busy telling Hercules not to beat people up, Danae was telling Perseus she had to stay after to get some paperwork done, and Helios was telling Phaethon not to look directly at the sun when he went to go play outside.

As all of the kids were heading into their first classroom, they couldn't help thinking: Hmm…what will happen on the first day of school?

So…did you guys like it?