A/N: Well guys, this is my chapter! Hope you enjoy it. Up next is Summer's so stay tuned for that!

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Chapter 2
The Designer Toga Is Ruined
Nyx Dementia Mortem's POV

I sighed dejectedly, the Olympians had decided to host yet another party on Olympus. Yay! (Note the sarcasm). These things never changed, they would begin with everyone awkwardly greeting one another- even though it was blatantly obvious that most of them wanted to strangle each other- then someone (I'll admit, usually me or Hades) would start a fight, and then absolute mayhem would ensue. Not that I had a problem with that of course, I was, after all, the Demigoddess of Death and Mayhem. I looked up from my food when everyone momentarily quieted to see a teenage girl in a red and black dress looking about in curiosity. I rolled my eyes in exasperation, oh joy, apparently they'd found another know-it-all to join their holier-than-thou club. However, soon after I lost interest and got lost in the land of my mind palace.

Suddenly everyone began screaming and I woke from my daze, snapping my head around just in time to see the new girl throw Poseidon's wine goblet straight at m dad's head. Oh did I forget to mention? Hades is my father. Yep, the King of the Underworld, Lord of the Dead, hi, how you doing? Anyways, before I could stop myself I burst out laughing. Hades glared at me viciously as I continued to giggle madly before marching out of the shadows and starting to yell about his (now ruined) "designer toga."

Then the new girl said one of the worst things that you could ever say to Hades in this situation.

"You don't look like the Hades in the Disney films..."

I stifled my laughter by biting my tongue. Oh no she didn't! One of the most recent rules on Mount Olympus was that no one was allowed to mention the Disney movie, Hercules. Man, she is so done for, I thought to myself as Hades flamed up again and summoned a fireball into his hand. But just when I thought things couldn't get any better, Summer threw a huge water-ball in my dad's direction, whacking him square in the face and drenching him to the bone. Summer, with good reason, freaked out and immediately pointed at Poseidon, frantically yelling, "He did it!"

Then Poseidon's second goblet went flying through the air and hit Apollo on the back neck, sputtering about his (previously) perfectly arranged hair, Apollo tried to hit Poseidon back but missed and ended up hitting Hades instead. Now completely furious, Hades snatched a steak from the table and nailed Zeus directly in the face with it. Zeus laughed and proceeded to throw his mashed potato at Hermes. By this point I was nearly dying of laughter and everyone in the near vicinity was pelting food at each other.

I decided it was time to make an appearance, so I stood up, dusted the crumbs of my trousers, and slipped out of the shadows, still quietly snickering to myself.

"That was so funny. Best food fight we've had on Olympus in years I assure you. The name is Nyx by the way. Nyx Dementia Mortem." I said, giving the new girl one of my less intimidating smiles.

"Coral." The girl- Coral- replied, relief that she wasn't about to get smote by any of the gods colored her words. She appeared to be more at ease now so I decided she wouldn't freak out too much at the next part.

"The other one's Summer," I indicated the demigod in question beside me,"She's the daughter of Poseidon. Funny how she sent his drink flying, wasn't it?"

But before I could continue I was rudely interrupted by my now panicking cousin.

"NO! It completely was not! I'm going to be in so much trouble, you don't even know! I am going to be eternally grounded, or worse... Poseidon might make me clean up after the seahorses!"

I ignored her complaints and continued, "By far my favorite part. Well, that and when you chucked a load of wine on my dad's head. His hair went completely out!" At that, she looked at me warily and took a few steps backwards.

I sighed internally, honestly, every time! Why on Olympus would I ever fireball her? ...Okay, so maybe I would have before. But dumping wine on my dad's head and starting a food fight? Priceless! Anyone who caused mayhem was someone I liked (or tolerated at least), as long as they didn't try to steal my job. So I reassured her it was all fine (sort of, I tried to).

"Don't worry, I won't fireball you... this time. You amuse me, and it's funny cause my dad now has a full steak on his head! Cooked steak for dinner tonight, extra crispy."

Coral laughed nervously at my joke. Sheesh, tough crowd, I thought to myself, oh well, I tried. After that, Coral, Summer and I spent the rest of our night watching the gods throw food items at each other and occasionally ducking out the way of stray flying salads or drinks. So I guess you could say that all in all, my evening wasn't a total waste of time.

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