Hermes was just returning from the underworld. Lately he had been changing his rolling stone ways. Just like most divine beings Hermes had numerous lovers. But now it was safe to say he was in love with Hecate.
But he couldn't tell his brothers that. Especially Ares. He'd chide him. Make fun of him. It was hard to change when you have a bad reputation.
Right now he was doing his godly duties as messenger. Theres a party being held on Olympus. He was delivering invitations which was unnessesary. Anybody could come. It was just how arrogant his father was. He'd always assume everyone wanted to be his company. The almighty "King of Gods". Delivering invitations was just a formality.
He had to deliver one last invite to Hephaestus and Aphrodite. Going into their home was always awkward. Hermes is one of Aphrodites lovers...or he was. Looking Hephaestus in the face, he would always fell guilty. He did sleep with the poor guys wife.
But he never understood what was so bad about sleeping with her. Look at her! Shes the Goddess of Beauty! Every male in the universe desires her. So it shouldn't have been a suprise when Hephaestus found out about her cheating. She had tons of lovers before. A marriage wasn't going to stop her.
Plus, he had to be blunt, Hephaestus was crippled. How could a broken deity come to match Aphrodite.
But recently, now that he had fallen in love with Hecate, he understood why Hephaestus felt the way he did. He loved Hecate the smae way Hephaestus loved Aphrodite. He had to set things right with his brother.
Soon he arrived at the abode of the God Of Fire. He was startled by Hephaestus appearing behind him. He looked like he was exausted and he was covered in soothe and coal. He looked down and saw his bad leg bleeding al over the streets.
"Hephaestus are you okay?" Hermes asked with growing concern.
"What do you want Hermes." Hephaestus demanded grimly, ignoring his question.
"I'm here to deliver this invitation." Hermes answered as he pulled out the card from his bag. "Zeus is hosting another one of his parties."
"Fine. I'll go. Please leave." Hephaestus said as he opened his palace door.
"Hephaestus. Please tell me what happened." Knowing Hermes would not drop the subject, he decided to comply.
"I went to the forge to do my daily commisions. There wasn't much to day so I came home early." Hephaestus said sitting on the couch. As he was telling his story Hermes took a lokk arounf the house. There were broken picture frames and furniture all over the place. Oh no thought Hermes , as he did the math.
" I caught Ares and Aphroditein bed again." Hephaestus admited. He looked so ashamed. "This week has been pretty hard on me. I just couldn't control my anger so I took my hammer and started hitting Ares with it."
Hermes was honestly shocked. Hephaestus never acted violently towards others. He contiued his story. " We got into a bit of a fight. He sliced open my leg before he ran out of the palace."
Hermes was impressed. Chasing the God of War off was no small feat.
"Aphrodite became upset and stormed out, whom she was mad at, me or him, I don't know. I went looking for her but I never found her." Hephaestus finished.
"Wow brother, I never knew you had it in you. Don't worry about your leg. We are gods. It should heal in about an hour or so." Hermes said picking up some of the broken glass off the floor. Right there Hephaestus started to silently weep. Hermes heart grew heavy as he hugged his brother.
