Um, here's the next chapter. It's...longer.
They pass the time by talking about how much more popular divorce was now and how bad this breakup was and how much progress a couple has had.
"So," Cupid starts, leaning back in his chair. "Who were the two lovebirds?"
Aphrodite stopped paying attention about five minutes ago. She expected Cupid to be the distracted one, but she couldn't help but get completely lost in her own brain that time.
"'Dite? 'Dite?" Cupid leans over the table, pressing his left hand against the glass table and leaving smudges. With his other hand he was snapping each time he called Aphrodite.
Aphrodite quickly snaps out of her thoughts. "Uh, yeah...I have this one couple. Percy and um, ahem, Annabeth. You know them, right?"
Cupid raises his dark eyebrows. "Should I?"
Aphrodite resist rolling her eyes. "They're a big deal, Er-Cupid. A son of Poseidon? Does that ring a bell?"
"Uh," he closes his eyes for a moment and rubs his temples in a circle motion. Finally, he opens his eyes and snaps. "Got it, it's Triton right? Yeah, met him at one of those meetings. He's a good kid. So who do you want to set him up with?"
This time Aphrodite did roll her eyes. "I just told you, I was talking about Percy!" She snaps, standing up. "Not Triton. Triton is a god. Your powers, Eros, will not work on him!" She huffs back down into her chair and pulls it in, causing loud screeches.
Cupid's mouth drops open and he decides it's best not to remind her that he was going by Cupid now. "I'm sorry, you always did say I had a thick skull," he laughs tapping the side of his head with his knuckle.
"Anyways," Aphrodite manages, "They look like they like each other, but, I don't know. I guess he doesn't have the...will to do it."
"And when do you want me to do this?" Cupid asks.
"ASAP! I've heard a rumor that Hera's gonna take Percy away or something and I'm pretty sure it'll happen soon...so maybe you should start tomorrow. Sound good?" Aphrodite stands up. She was ready to end this.
She sticks her hand across the table and waits for Cupid. Cupid stares at it for a second, then pushes his chair back and stands too.
"It's doable," he agrees as he slaps his palm into Aphrodite's. They shake it once, then go into their opposite directions.
Aphrodite quickly goes to Olympus for a meeting Hera called. Everyone quickly settled into their seats. After her and Eros's conversation, she just wasn't in the mood.
"Okay," Hera begins slowly. "I just wanted to say that... Greeks and Romans really need to learn to get along. I-"
"Juno," Zeus begins standing.
But Hera just rolls her eyes. "Great, he's Jupiter."
"Duh," Apollo says. "Who do you think he would be, Juno?"
Hera sighs inwardly. She said one sentence and they all go Roman on her. What was wrong with them? Can't they control their sides?
"I'm still Greek," Aphrodite says, but she sounds really bored and her had is cocked to the side."Venus is just not coming out today."
Athena nods. "My Roman equivalent is just...no. Minerva is really hard to control, but I don't switch just because you said the word Roman."
After that, everybody went back to their Greek forms.
"So," Hera continues, "I was thinking that somehow we need to um, merge the two camps." When she said that last part she interlocked her fingers, as if to show them what she meant.
Apollo leans back in his seat. "Uh, Hera, I'm not sure if you noticed, but, um…they pretty much hate each other. Our 'Roman selves' are really hard to control for some reason. Athena should know-" he says jerking his head towards her.
"Okay, I'm still thinking, but I have an idea that could possibly work. But, I'm not sure if you've noticed with your 'busy' lives mingling with mortals-"
Someone lets out a snort and Artemis lets a small smile appear on her face.
"I know a lot of you have problems with Romans. Like Athena or Poseidon-"
Hermes sits up. "You mean Minerva and Neptune? I have problems too. Mercury." He shudders.
"Wow I can barely remember any of the names," Apollo sighs. "Uh," he begins to go around. "Mars, um…Vulcan, Bacchus, Mercury-"
"Can we move on?" Artemis asks. "We all know you can say our names," she adds sarcastically.
"Look!" Hera yells. "I didn't call this meeting for you two to bicker. If your not going to take this seriously I have my own ideas. Meeting. Adjourned." She finishes stomping her foot on the ground. Aphrodite's eyes widen, if Hera was going to do it soon...
Cupid's POV
Cupid slips off his black jacket and hangs it up in his office.
His assistant, Missy, walked in a few seconds later with a few papers in her hands.
Missy was a river nymph. She had light, brown curly locks, that cascaded down her back and bright blue eyes.
"Missy, do you know of a Percy Jackson?" Cupid questions, falling into his chair.
Missy walks forward and sits down carefully into the chair across from Cupid. "Oh, yes!" She answers. "He's a demigod at Camp Half-Blood and the only son of Poseidon."
Cupid stops her."I recall Poseidon has a son named Triton?"
Missy smiles,"yeah, but I meant just at Camp Half-Blood. Anyways, at the river I live in, which is right at the edge of the forest at Camp Half-Blood, he came into the water and I got a glimpse of him." Her cheeks begin to turn light blue because she was blushing.
"Describe him," Cupid pushes on.
Missy leans forward on the table. "Black hair, green eyes," she says.
"More specific," Cupid insists.
"Midnight black, messy hair, bright green eyes and he's got a swimmers body. He was lean...but strong."
Cupid nods,"And Annabeth?"
Missy's eyes widen,"Annabeth Chase?" She asks. "Daughter of Athena, blonde princess curls and piercing gray eyes. Um, she's gone on a lot of quests with Percy actually-"
"Hmm," Cupid leans back in his chair, "and would you say they're ...compatible. A good team?"
"I'd think so," she shrugs. "There's a threesome of those two and Percy's protecter, Grover. Personally my favorite threesome is Percy, Nico and Thalia-"
"Who are they?" Cupid asks.
"Well, Percy met Nico with Thalia when they went to a boarding school because Grover felt some energy."
"Godly parents?"
"Nico's is Hades, and so is Bianca's, his sister. And Thalia's is Zeus," she explains.
Cupid taps his chin. "Big Three children?"
Missy nods, "that's why they're my favorite.
Cupid nods in agreement, "but, what about that thing?"
Missy's face shadows with confusion, "What thing?"
"That...thing," Cupid insists, snapping his fingers. "With the oath and 'no children' thing?"
Missy nods her head uncertainty, but after a few seconds her eyes brighten. "Oh!" She says clapping her hands together. "You mean the oath that Zeus, Poseidon and Hades made about no children after it stared one of the world wars?"
"That's the one," Cupid nods.
"Yeah, that oath was broken," she says, laughing a little. "It was all over Hephaestus TV."
Cupid sighs. He really needed to get out more. "Who broke it first?"
"Zeus," Missy answers. "And to think, he was the one that came up with it."
"He couldn't keep his own oath..."
Missy stands up, "um, those papers are the files of a few other couples your mom sent over," she explains motioning to the papers she put down earlier. "She seemed a little upset."
Cupid sighs and turns to look out his large glass wall that let him oversee all of the city. The mortals couldn't see him of course.
After he hears Missy leave, he sinks into his couch pushed against the far wall of the building. And without realizing it, he drifted off to sleep.
That day, Cupid had a dream. A dream of his fairy god mother taking him to the past, future and present.
In the past, he was having his very first millennia meeting with his mother.
"It's okay Eros," she begins. "You'll be a natural."
Young Eros was wearing nothing but a diaper. His beautiful white wings were fluttering anxiously, but also nervously.
"Now," Aphrodite says slowly. "I got you something." She smiles mischievously and has a glint in her eyes.
"Really?! What?" Eros yells excitedly, leaning over the table.
He was about the size of a two year old, but he was a few millennia older. He only grew if he wanted like other gods and Aphrodite finally deemed him some sort of responsibility. He was excited, but expected to mess up.
Aphrodite reveals a set of bow and arrows. "Eros, your the god of love, okay?"
Eros nods excitedly reaching for the set. The case in which the bows and arrows were stored in had a red strap. Eros assumed for easy handling. The case was white and hard on the outside, but was red, soft and plush on the inside. The bow was red with a heart in the middle where two pieces of wood seemed to interlock together to make one solid structure. There was a black string in between, where the peices of wood were farthest apart. The arrows were white with a red heart at the end of each one.
"And every god and goddess has a job in society. Do you understand?" Aphrodite continues.
By now, Eros was playing with his new present.
"Those will make people fall in love. You shoot at them and they fall in love. Does that make sense?"
Eros nods and finally looks up. "What if I run out of bows?" Eros wonders.
"They reappear," Aphrodite reassures her son.
Eros's head drops as he asks one last question. "What if I mess up?" he asks, almost inaudible. "I know I will, Mom."
Aphrodite walks around the table to the side Eros was sitting on. She bends down and hugs him tight. Eros buries his head into her shoulder.
"I believe in you," Aphrodite promises. "You messing up is a part of life. In life we learn from our mistakes. And we take our mistake and try to correct it. Without mistakes...well, it would be a pretty boring world, don't ya think?"
Eros nods and meets his mothers changing eyes, "I love you mom," he whispers, hugging her tight.
Aphrodite smiles, "I love you more."
"I love you most."
And there it is. Please review!