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At Mount Olympus
A certain Goddess of Love woke up in her room, accompanied with a killer of a headache. She yawned very slowly, and rubbed her temples in small soothing circles. A single flower petal fell from her head, and her eyebrows shot up in wonder. She swung her legs across the mattress, and stared at the flower petal for almost a minute, while trying to remember how it had gotten there, and slowly shook her head. The flower petals that fell onto the ground could almost make up for a small cherry blossom tree. She bit a back a whimper. These things had been in her hair for almost, she checked her pink and fluffy clock on her nightstand, 12 hours. She then realized, as she looked down, that she was still in her dress from yesterday. Her muscles screamed at her as she pulled down the zipper of her red dress. A sound of splitting metal came from the zipper, and she realized, that the dress was officially ruined. She huffed in annoyance, but then sighed. The dress had been one of her personal favorites, that, and the one Annabeth Chase had borrowed from her. She made a mental note to make a little visit to Camp Half-Blood. That was, after she had poured some nectar and ambrosia down her throat. She reached lazily out after her favorite bathrobe and wrapped it tightly to her body. A bell-like sound filled the empty rooms, making her head scream in agony, and deeply regretting the ambrosia and nectar as the first thing she did. She groaned as she recognized the sound. Either some sort of humane crisis was occurring, or the other Gods felt the need to disturb one another.
"For the love of..." She changed her appearance to her personal favorite: light blond hair, pale skin, and a long, white dress. She jumped unwillingly out of bed, and staggered the first couple of steps.
"Woah, how much exactly did I drink last night? Or to be more specific, what?" She muttered to herself, as she was usually one of the best to hold her alcohol in her.
The bell-like sound chimed again, and she muttered a stream of swear words to herself. She walked more steadily out of her room, and walked a numerous amount of different shortcuts and halls before reaching her destination; the throne room. She opened the doors with a loud BANG, and eleven heads shot towards her.
She gave them a nod, before striding gracefully down to her own throne. Once she had been seated, she started to realize that she wasn't the only one who had been affected yesterday. Apollo looked like he had been dragged to Tartarus and back again. The dark, purple shadows under his eyes proved that he probably hadn't slept last night. Hera, who usually looked perfect too, had an ice bag in her hand, which supported her head. Aphrodite mused to herself why she even had an ice bag; ambrosia and nectar would do a much more splendid job. Zeus just looked like himself, pissed as always, but there was a streak of something else in his eyes. Could it be concern for Hera?
Athena cleared her throat to get everyone's attention. "Excuse me, is there a valid reason to why we are even here?" Everyone looked at her in shock; she was not the type to question these kinds of things, unless it was about battle strategies.
"Of course there is. Have you seen this place?" Aphrodite cut in, just before Zeus could make an answer. The other Gods and Goddesses looked around, and there was indeed a need of a helping hand. There were empty cans, pizza boxes, pieces of clothes (they personally didn't want to know what had happened,) and lots of other kinds of trash. Having more than 150 guests on the same time does that to your home.
"Yes, yes, this is exactly the reason."
Hera gritted her teeth, and everyone looked like they had anticipated this reaction from the angry Goddess.
"You mean to tell me, that you woke me up in this uncommon hour of the day, just to tell me that we have to clean?" They immediately started to bicker back and forth, and were only stopped when Athena sweetly told Zeus to shut up. Aphrodite had to stifle a snicker with her hand; the expression on Zeus' face was just so hilarious. Hera got up angrily, clearly offended, and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her. Zeus sighed expectantly and got up to follow his wife. The other Gods and Goddess looked at each other, trying to process what just happened. Hermes and Apollo started to giggle, which soon turned to hearty laughter. The others soon joined in, but stopped, when they realized that Zeus had just left them to do the job. Everyone turned to Poseidon, in hope that he could wash the trash away.
"Fine, but you owe me," he said, annoyed, but his eyes gave it away; he was clearly amused.
"Thanks, Uncle P!" Hermes and Apollo yelled, sprinting out of the throne room. Aphrodite suspected they were about to have a Halo match again, as immature as they were.
Everyone else muttered their thanks and left the room. Poseidon grabbed his trident, waved it in a circle, and water started to flow from a fountain nearby. The water grabbed everything on its way, and flowed nicely into a random room. The door to the room closed, and the water returned to the fountain.
Aphrodite, who had stayed back, flickered out of her day dreaming, and quickly left to her private quarters. Once she got there, she started to apply some fresh layer of makeup. She heard an argument taking place in two different places at Mount Olympus; it really was amazing at how much you could hear. She figured that one of the arguments was Zeus and Hera, while the other one could be Athena and Poseidon. Surely they hadn't argued in almost a month, which was marvelous, but after the party at Camp Half-Blood, their relationship had gone from "almost friendly/civil" to "Every time I see you, I want to bang your head into a wall". This time, it was probably Athena disagreeing to Annabeth dating Percy, and Poseidon thinking she was being stupid. That was not completely incorrect.
Somewhere on Olympus
Poseidon was sitting in a very unusual place, being he was the God of the Seas. He was sitting in a library, and he with his most disliked fellow god(dess), Athena. They were trying to find a cure to one of Poseidon's children. It was his last-born son, Jason, who had gone on a dangerous quest. What the quest was, exactly, Poseidon was not sure about, seeing as it was a one that hadn't been determined by the gods and goddesses. All that he knew was that he had gone to a spot in a rainforest near Brazil, which was exceptionally known for the many unknown monsters. He had (unfortunately) been attacked by one that was unknown, where neither water, ambrosia, nor nectar seemed to cure him. When Athena had noticed his rapidly dropping moods, she had asked him what was wrong and he had explained his sorrows. Athena, doing it for her daughter (it seemed that Perseus would unfortunately be her son-in-law, which would make her and Poseidon have (Beta note: Not sure what's supposed to go here…)), had decided to help him research for a cure. There just happened to be no records of any sickness that Jason was currently having. He would have spasm and go into a coma-like state, just to wake up with fever and amnesia. It was horrible to watch as a father, and Jason's mother had gotten a childbirth depression, and hadn't wanted him again.
"Poseidon? Poseidon? Earth to Poseidon!" Athena was impatiently waving her hand in front of his face, and he looked up hopefully.
"Have you found a cure? A lead?" Hope swelled up in his chest; he couldn't help it. Being a demigod was dangerous, and no matter what people say, the godly parent cared for every single one of their children. Athena shook her head slowly. It was weird seeing her usually confident and immature uncle being depressed, and she couldn't help but feel remorse for him.
"I'm sorry, but there hasn't been recorded anything alike before." Poseidon nodded weakly in surrender, but Athena grabbed his shoulders and shook them wildly.
"Do not dare to even think about giving up! What would Jason say? What would Percy say?" She knew it was a low blow bringing Percy in, knowing that he was secretly his father's favorite.
"Don't bring Percy into this," he said through gritted teeth, trying to keep his composure.
"I know you don't like it, and I don't either. I hate losing any demigod, so therefore we have to be calm and keep on searching," Athena chided, and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Fine, but please keep your own opinions out of this." He muttered the last part, but Athena heard him. Her grey eyes blazed like fire, and she pushed herself up from the lounge chair, standing up.
"How dare you? I try to help you. You are ungrateful, immature and cocky, Poseidon, you and all yourbrainless spawns!"
"How dare I? HOW DARE I?" His famous Big-Three temper burned through his composure, and he, too, stood up. "How dare you say such things! Just because mychildrenhave better things to do than to be buried in a library twenty four-seven, doesn't mean they're brainless! Please go and irritate someone else, Miss Know-It-All. It's a wonder how you even have children!" The last part was unintentional, but it came out, nonetheless. Athena stood her ground through his whole little speech, but became absolutely furious at the last part. She raised her right hand and slapped him across the cheek, before walking out of the room, pride intact.
Back in Aphrodite's room
She had listened throughout the whole of Poseidon and Athena's argument, and slightly let a stream of curses in Ancient Greek run out of her mouth. She could almost hear Hera's disapproving voice as she chided her about the language of a proud woman. Aphrodite was slightly glad that her stepmother had a headache; that way, she could not bother anyone at the time.
Aphrodite got up and almost walked directly into Poseidon. He had a red hand on his cheek, and even though he looked calm, his eyes shone with fury.
"I need to talk to you." She told him, grabbing his arm and motioning him to go sit on her bed, if he knew what was good for him. He nodded slightly in defeat, but sat down on the bed and shuddered at all the pink.
"Wait here." She said, and left him in her room. She walked a little while, but disappeared and popped up next to a door. She knocked twice, and opened it. A woman was sitting in a chair near a fireplace, obviously reading a book. She went over to the woman, grabbed her by the arm, and disappeared again.
She came back into her room, and Poseidon was still sitting on her bed, like a good little boy. His eyes widened when he saw the woman, but shook his head in fury.
"No, there is absolutely no way I am speaking to her."
"Same here." The woman muttered, crossing her arms across her chest.
"Suck it up, you two, I need to tell you something important. And no,Athena, it is not about a new nail polish brand, even though there is a new one out there. It's called..."
Athena huffed, but leaned against the door, showing that she was listening as long as it was very short.
Aphrodite sighed, but began to tell the tale. At the end, Poseidon looked gob smacked at her, while Athena tried to calm herself down, and failing.
"Who are they?" She said through very gritted teeth, fury plastered across her normally calm face.
Aphrodite took a quick pause, trying to collect herself, before saying: "Percy and Annabeth."
The temperature in the room felt as it had dropped several degrees, that was, before all hell broke loose.
"WHAT!"
To be continued!
A/N MUHAHAH! I'm evil :O
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