AN: I hope you guys enjoy my first time publishing a more humorous story… fav and review for me please~

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Gods by nature were proud and haughty beings.

But even they knew that sometimes it was just better to back down. After all, even our immortal lords and ladies had their own form of power hierarchy. And when one of the Big Three was storming down the high street of Olympus, the best thing was to just bow your head and scamper away.

Even the guards stationed at the entrance to the throne room, who usually got a daily dose of pride from turning away attention seekers, hurriedly swung open the doors for the newcomer, dipping their heads in respect.

"Zeus!" Hades bellowed as he stormed into the throne room of Olympus.

A few minor gods clustered around the doorway scattered in a hurry, waving away the coiling wisps of shadow that usually accompanied the god of the dead, and nearly tripping over in their haste to get to the relative safety of a group of their peers who suddenly found the ground most interesting to look at.

A blue robed god kneeling before the mighty platinum throne at the head of the room turned to complain, but then thought better of it. He sneaked a glance up at his king, who gave him a glare so fierce that he slid back in his knees to a same distance.

Zeus stood now, his thirty foot figure casting a shadow that might have been seen as an eclipse in the mortal world, "Hades. What do you want?"

"I need to talk to you, brother." Hades scowled, "Privately."

The King of the Gods held his brother's furious gaze for a moment before making a decision.

"Everyone out!" he thundered.

The minor gods and courtiers filed out in a relatively orderly fashion and as the sixty foot doors closed with a fatal boom, Zeus stepped down from the dais and came to stand before his brother.

"Now… What do you need, Hades?"

While their relationship was better than it had ever been after the Giant War, Hades still felt an instinctive sense of unease whenever Zeus came near. He hoped his brother didn't feel the same way- he didn't need another suit ruined by lightning. He decided to ditch the fancy speech he'd prepared the get straight to the point.

"I need a holiday," He said.

"Pardon?"

"I need a break," the Lord of the Dead ran a hand through his hair and sighed dramatically, "I've worked my ass off looking after the dreary place for like a billion years. I just want a day off."

Zeus lifted an eyebrow, "Don't exaggerate. You're only like three thousand years old."

His brother couldn't help but grin, "Nice to know I still look young. But I still want a day off. Zeus- just a single day."

"And who do you suppose will look after the Underworld while you're on your little holiday?"

Hades grinned, a creepy expression, and pointed at his startled brother, "You, of course!"

"Me? Are you mad?"

"Of course not! I think you're taking on too little responsibility as our king," Hades waved a hand wearily at the decorated hall, "Too busy basking in the glory of your workers."

Zeus started to complain, "My job is hard! My subjects all have their own minds. And my throne is really uncomfortable, I'm getting blisters on my ass from-"

"Too much information, little brother." Hades cut in, "Look, it doesn't matter anyways. You don't have it in you to go down to the big scary Underworld anyways."

The king of the gods looked annoyed and even more so when his brother added, "Mother always said you were the weakest one."

Now if one was to manipulate a god, the best and sometimes only way to do so was through their ego. It seemed that the more powerful the god, the bigger the ego. Zeus, supposedly the most powerful of the gods, could never bear anyone making fun of him. The last guy that made fun of him had quickly become one of the most popular lightning rods in the world.

There was loud crack of thunder from outside and Zeus stomped his foot in anger, "Fine! I will go and look after that hell you call your domain for a day. One day, Hades! No more."

"No, it's too difficult for you. We wouldn't want to put the great and mighty king in danger."

"Hades… Don't make fun of me. I will go down there and look after your stupid realm for a day. And then I shall come back and tell you how easy it was."

His brother turned and raised an eyebrow in mock surprise, "If you can truthfully tell me that then you might even have my respect for the next few decades."

"Is that a bet?"

"A challenge."

"Very well then." The lord of the sky looked thoughtful for a moment, "But I'm afraid that your Underlings shall tremble before me and if will be too easy."

Hades inclined his head to hide a smirk, "Oh yes, your name is feared through the lands of Hades. Your very presence, if known, shall make even the rebellious of souls meek. The only way to solve this is for us to swap forms for a day."

"Swap forms?"

"Yes."

"Very well then. But we shall have to swear on the Styx that we do not misuse each other's powers."

Hades nodded and with that the brothers clasped arms to seal the deal.

Tomorrow was going to be very interesting. Very interesting indeed.

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AN: I don't normally write more light hearted pieces, so please let me know how it went. Thanks!