''Wow… I still can't believe this,'' murmured Dr. Quinzel as she sorted out her papers. After the impromptu running out of the therapy session, she returned to realise that the family had already disappeared, long gone.

No, not the family, she reminded herself. The Olympians.

The Olympians. The gods of Greece. The first-ever dysfunctional, crazy, incestual, immortal family that was still alive and living even after millennias. And she would be the first one to try and provide them some therapeutic relief.

If they could hear me, they would've definitely struck me down by now, Dr. Quinzel thought.

But she still couldn't believe it.

Everything she saw was real. The wandering of a snake-tailed lion. The children with what looked like swords and bows strapped to their bodies. The weird guys with horns and hoofs. Everything she'd labeled as insanity was real.

She let out a chuckle. Suddenly, she saw a bright purple aura manifest outside of her Office.

Dr. Quinzel groaned and squinted so hard that her eyes turned a shade purple. This can't be one of the Greek monsters or something, can it be?

''Hello?'' She called out to the manifestation outside of her Office. ''Are you Greek?''

No response. A moment later, the purple aura vanished.

Goddamn headache, she thought. A moment later, she sighed. Gazing at the potted plant on her desk, she asked: ''I'm going insane, aren't I?''

There was no response.

Yeah, she thought. I'm definitely going insane, gods or not.

''Okay!'' Dr. Quinzel said as she gave all the Olympians a smile. It was unsettling to think that any one of them could easily blast her into oblivion.

Try not to think about that, a voice in her head offered. Dr. Quinzel took the advice and glanced at all the Olympians, puffing up with more bravado than she was. ''I trust that all of you have found a topic to, ah, talk about today?''

The Olympians nodded furiously, some of them glaring at each other. Dr. Quinzel noticed in particular that Hephaestus, the god of the goddamn Forges, was staring down at Ares, the god of goddamn War, with Aphrodite, the goddess of goddamn Love, getting stuck in between the two. Dr. Quinzel guessed that it was some sort of past conflict or a love triangle.

Dr. Quinzel sighed. She should've really done some research on Myths.

She also noticed that Hera, the goddess of goddamn… wait, what was she again? and Zeus, the god of the goddamn Universe, were locked in a stare-down with each other. Probably some infidelity, she noted. Better put them in a group later!

Another thing she noticed was the glares exchanged between Hades, the god of the goddamn Underworld, Demeter, the goddamn goddess of Agriculture, and Persephone, Hades' wife and the goddess of the goddamn Spring.

Oh boy, Dr. Quinzel thought. This's gonna be complicated. Unconsciously, she stared at Apollo, who started the entire thing to begin with.

After that episode with Apollo, the god of the goddamn Sun, Dr. Quinzel discreetly noticed that his sister Artemis, the goddess of the goddamn Moon, was grasping his arm tightly, as if she wanted to restrain him if he ever blurted out something wrong again.

Not that there were any more secrets, right? Dr. Quinzel laughed nervously in her mind.

''Everyone ready?''

''We decided that we should be in a group,'' Hades grumbled, gesturing to him, his wife Persephone, and his mother-in-law Demeter. ''Since she's always yelling about me for ''stealing'' her daughter and all, and I'm always yelling at her for stealing my McDonalds and throwing it away.''

Dr. Quinzel discreetly remembered Hades, the god of the Underworld, telling her about having newly discovered McDonald's. She could understand why someone would be annoyed about throwing away the McDonalds and all that.

Demeter seemed shocked. ''Firstly, stealing is an understatement. You literally kidnapped my daughter and dragged her to the Underworld!''

Persephone seemed uncomfortable. Clearing her throat, she said: ''Mom—''

Demeter didn't let her daughter continue. ''Secondly, McDonald's is not healthy!'' She shook her head. ''Why can't you eat something healthy like cereal, for gods' sake?''

''Because you keep eating all of ours,'' muttered Hades under his breath.

Persephone winced. ''I'd hate to say this to you, Mother, but my husband is right.''

Demeter scowled. ''Whatever. You're just saying that just so you can eat McDonald's.'' Then, she stared coldly at her daughter. ''I expected better from you, Persephone!''

Hades muttered some unintelligible curses under his breath. If Demeter wasn't angry before, she seemed livid now.

Dr. Quinzel wondered if this was all it would take to start World War III. If so, she'd like to get the hell out of there, thank you very much.

She really hoped that they couldn't read her thoughts.

''Okay…'' Dr. Quinzel cleared her throat. ''Let's try a quick exercise. All of you will not yell at each other for the next half-hour. The only thing you can give each other is compliments. Ready?''

Demeter groaned. ''Aw, come on! Like the Underworld god would give me compliments—''

''One strike, Demeter.'' said Dr. Quinzel. The goddess of Agriculture seemed really irritated and looked as if she was going to blast her down, but she stood her ground.

She jus hoped she was protected by Zeus of something. But then again, why would the god of everything even bother to protect her? After all, he could just go ''whoops! That one didn't work!'' and tell the Olympians: ''Let's send in the next Therapist!''

Dr. Quinzel tried not to think about that, but instead focused on staring down Demeter. The Agriculture goddess wouldn't want to kill her, right? Killing mortals wasn't a daily occurrence.. or was it?

The green flames died down. Demeter huffed in annoyance and grunted. ''Fine, then. I'd hate to kill another green-lover.'' She turned to a nervous Persephone, and then to a surprised Hades. ''Shall we start this, then?''

A/N: Thanks for reading! I'd like to thank Queen of Poptarts for the review—I'm glad you're enjoying the story! xD

On a side note, I may not be able to update tomorrow, due to the fact that I have an event gathering 'till 7:00 and a concert after that 'till 11:00. I'll still try to get a chappie out, though!