''Alright,'' Zeus said, breathing heavily once the fiasco was over. ''We gotta sort this out.''

The Therapist was unconscious, Hera was fuming, he could hear Ares' wails from Olympus (it was loud and annoying), Artemis and Apollo were arguing yet again, Hephaestus was trying to help everyone up, Dionysus was crying drunkenly about his smashed ice-cream (it was really annoying), and Hestia was sniffling silently from the back wall.

He had endured a beating verbal assault from Hera after she was informed about what Zeus had told the Therapist about her. Now, he was left looking at the ruined walls, scratched furniture, and shattered glass windows, wondering how they could fix it all.

Conclusion: They probably couldn't.

So that was how the Olympians found themselves, in various disguises, hiding from the authorities in the Empire State Building. Sadly, the manager with the 600th-floor key was held at bay enduring interrogation from the Police, which meant that they couldn't conveniently take the lift back to the 600th floor. Damnit!

Zeus coughed discreetly, as the Olympians huddled in a circle. ''We need to cool off. Everyone stay calm and blend in. If anyone questions you, shake heads and walk away. Stay cool, guys.''

The Olympians nodded fervently. ''Yes, stay cool,'' was heard amongst the murmurs of the Olympians as they shuffled inconspicuously through the Building.

After about ten minutes, Athena stopped the lot of them. She had returned to check up on the Olympians after going at a Round 2. with Ares on top of Olympus. She seemed like she wished she'd stayed on the 600th Floor. Eyeing the mortals surrounding them, who were staring at their getups cautiously, she whispered to the Olympians: ''Wait. Obviously, this isn't working. Let's disperse ourselves throughout the floors. That way, even if one of us get caught, it won't be the all of us.''

The Olympians nodded in dumb approval, and each of them separated into various groups as they strolled to the back of the lines of mortals lining up to take the lifts. On the way, Athena snatched a newspaper from a news-rack, as she read the title carefully: ASSAULT ON MANHATTAN! DESTRUCTIVE TREES BLOCK TERRACE AND CARS!

She sighed in relief. At least it wasn't detailed about the unusual storm Typhon or accounts on the sleeping-Manhattan during the Titan War. But her eyes narrowed as she read through the article about trees.


''Let's go to the 102nd floor!'' yelled Apollo. He was strumming his guitar and dancing excitedly in the lobby, which wasn't exactly a dealbreaker for the mortals lining up for the buildings.

''For someone that lives in the 600th floor of the Empire State Building, you sure do seem excited about traveling through the floors...'' commented Athena, but everyone else ignored her, as usual. She sighed, and tossed the newspaper away, which disappeared in a bright red light back that traveled her chamber. ''And like I said before, we have to disperse ourselves. We can't stay in one place, for risk—'' she shut up as a Security Guard passed by, ''—of being found out.''

The Olympians nodded fervently, even though they were ignoring Athena just a moment earlier. She sighed, just in time for the lift as it dinged as mortals shuffled in. Athena glanced sarcastically at the Olympians. ''Want to go disperse now?''


''Huh!'' said Hermes as he entered the lift for the 102nd floor. It was unusually tiny, and he had to wait in another line for it. Which, okay, was fine, since he could make mortals disappear—after all, he wasn't the Trickster god for nothing. However, he ended up waiting 30 minutes for the line to the 102nd floor, which was way longer than his siblings, who had traveled to other floors already. Added to the fact that random Police checkups were happening through the line, which really didn't help his anxiousness.

Scratch that. It didn't help Athena's anxiousness, who was pacing around in the line, much to the annoyance of the mortals.

It took them around a minute to ascend to the 102nd floor. When they reached to the top, they realised that there was a glass enclosure preventing mortals from falling out of the building. In his opinion, it was rather unnecessary. After all, who would be stupid enough to lean out and fall through the building? Mortals had a sense of duty on preserving their fragile bodies, whereas it wouldn't matter for gods anyway! Most that would happen was that they'd end up like Hephaestus... Hermes immediately reeled in that thought. Yes, it was nice that they had glass windows, even though it tainted the view.

''Wanna leave?'' muttered Athena. ''This is... unimpressive.''

Hermes agreed with her. They waited for the 30-minute line to go back, as they descended back down to where they initially started.


''Wow…'' Apollo breathed out. He stared at the impeccable dusk that descended in the Manhattan skyline. ''It's—it's beautiful.''

In the back of his mind, he wondered: why have I never been here before?

Not even the sight of dawn or dusk he beheld from Helios' garage or onlooking from Mt. Olympus could compare to this.

''What did I tell you about the sight, brother?'' Apollo turned to see Artemis' wry smile on her face as she sauntered away from the entrance. ''It's beautiful, isn't it?''

After a moment, Apollo smiled cheekily. ''Want to see the dawn?''

She shook her head, but both of the siblings followed the 86/F's route west. They watched the spectacle, quietly, where dusk fell, with an awe that had only existed in their childhood.


A/N: Thanks for reading! Sorry that this was a short-ish chapter, as I was getting work done for my other fics. :'D

Anyways, I'd like to thank Queen of Poptarts for the review (oh boy xD), and procrastinatingmushroomfangirl for the ESB idea. I'll be posting more about it next chapter.