Mistress...
(A/N, lets say this takes place after the Last Olympian)
Okay, I've been thinking about this for a while, so I'm just going to say it out right as a humor fic
A clearing
The silver tents of the hunters lay in a ring around a roaring campfire, as the stars glowed in the clear night sky. The short, auburn haired Artemis, the older looking, punk style lieutenant Thalia, and several other girls in silver sat around a camp fire, the flames flickering slowly in the night.
The girl, Thalia, had her spear out, and was using it to roast marshmallows, as several of the girls yawned.
Artemis had a gentle smile on her face
"You should really go in for the night" the tired huntresses smiled
"Yes, mistress Artemis" they bowed before they left, leaving the older looking Thalia and the ancient but youth appearing goddess.
Thalia had an odd look on her face.
Artemis had a perplexed look on her face "Thalia...why do you have that face whenever someone calls me that?"
Thalia tried to regain a straight face
"What look, my lady?"
Artemis had a disproving look "Thalia..."
"I really make a face?"
"You do, whenever they call me mistress"
Thalia looked sheepish...
"Um, my lady...you do know what a mistress is, right?"
Artemis had a confused look "I am aware it refers to the lovers a man takes to cheat on his wife..." seeing as she was the daughter of one of Zeus's mistresses, she knew that "It also can be used to describe a female master, and is thus a title of important females"
Thalia sighed "There is...another meaning for the term, mistress"
"What?"
"Well...its what you call a dominate female..."
"Well, I am the leader of the hunters..."
"In a bondage sex game"
Silence
Artemis appeared, pale.
"Thalia" she said without any sort of emotion in her voice "How exactly do you know that"
Thalia frowned "My dear mother" immense sarcasm "stared in a movie with that a while before I ran away"
Artemis looked horrified "But you ran away when you were seven!"
"Yeah, I never said my mother was responsible...or a decent human"
Artemis had a look of...apprehension "So, that explains why I always got those looks when the hunters called me that at camp...
"Yeah, it does"
"I should tell them to stop calling me that"
"That is recommendable"
"After all, hate for our secret to get out" Thalia gave an alarmed look at her mistress...damn she just called her that, before a grin was on her face...
Oh, she was joking...she had to have her uncle's sense of humor
"Well...good night my lady"
"Good night, Thalia"
"...Lets never speak of this again"
"Agreed"