Poseidon, God of the sea was walking down the beach, trident in hand. The mortals walking by thought nothing of it. The power of the mist, hmm? Then he noticed a black- haired woman staring incredulously at him. 'Why are you holding a trident?' She asked curiously. 'I'm not!' Poseidon said, 'It is obviously a surfboard' the woman scoffed 'Sure, and I'm the Queen of England' Suddenly her mobile rang, and she checked. 'Look, I've must go, but we are going out to dinner tonight so you can explain… this. My name is Sally, by the way.'
Sally POV
Sally walked off, and when she was out of sight, ducked behind a rock to eavesdrop. The power of fake-a-call! She wasn't sure if she was going crazy, or her date was crazy. Thunder rolled in the distance, and the man sighed, and looked up at the sky. 'It's just one date!' He yelled at the thunder. 'I'm not gonna break the pact!' Sally shook her head. She had a date with a lunatic.
Poseidon POV
'So, what's your name?' Asked Sally. Gods, she was soo beautiful, it was hard for Poseidon to think straight. 'Pos…' He stuttered to a stop. He was so stupid! 'Posterity is good' He said hopefully. Sally frowned. "You're an idiot.' She muttered, rolling her eyes. 'My name's Flynn' He said. 'Flynn what?' She asked. Suddenly, my phone rang. Uh, Oh, it was Zeus.
'I'm busy'
'I need you at Olympus'
'I'm busy'
'Doing what? On a date, hmmm?'
'Yes'
'Tut, tut, what would Amphridite think?'
'Same thing your wife does to every child you've sired.'
'Point. Talk to you later. Remember the pact.
'I will.'
He ended the call and smiled at Sally. 'Whom were you talking to?' She asked.
'My brother' I said. 'What's his name' 'Zeuuu.. Zane. His name is Zane' Three thousand years, and you still make mistakes! Well I guess nobody's perfect.
She smirked. 'and does ZeuuuZane have a wife, maybe named Hera?' Uh, Oh she's onto me! 'Now who are you really, Mr. Secret?' I sighed. 'Poseidon, God of the Sea.' She smiled ruefully. 'Thought so. Only an immortal god would be stupid enough to carry around a trident!'
'Hey!'
Several months later
'Posiedon?'
'Yes, Sally dear?' I said into my phone
'I'm pregnant.'
'Who's the father?'
'YOU, CORAL HAIR!'
Uh, Oh