Hello everyone and welcome back to Hidden Secrets and Shared Lies!
Daddy-bonding-time! I love the relationship between gods and the lack of relationship between others. Like Apollo and Hermes? XD They're total goals! Buuut I couldn't think of a lot for this one so this is suuuper hella short. Like usually my chapters are 2,000-3,000 words but this one is like... 950 words.
I'm gonna be completely honest... I have major writer's block for what happens now with Makayla so I'm switching the camera for a second. Just a second. After I figure out my next scene I'll be right back with some more Makayla-bada*s skills!
I hope you enjoy and let's get right into this!
Hermes sighed as he paced.
He was trying to think but his mind was running as fast as he could. He kept trying to focus on his work but the god just couldn't control his thoughts. He grumbled. He was all over the place! He shook his head. This thinking was going to drive him crazy; he needed to figure himself out. Taking a deep breath a flashed away to the one place he knew might be able to help.
Immediately he was hit with a blast of heat, smoky air filling his lungs. He coughed and waved his hand through the air. There was loud banging followed by an angry shout coming to his right so he followed the sound. Weaving his way through machines and robot parts, he frowned when he noticed that the majority of the creations seemed broken, non-working, or not complete as though they had been given up on half-way through their making.
Another loud bang took his attention. A second later he yelped as he ducked to avoid a large machine piece flying through the air. It went crashing into the far side of the forge.
"Geez, are you trying to decapitate me?!" He exclaimed. He received no answer from the large figure in front of him. "Why the sour mood?"
"Nothing's working." He grumbled. "The metal gets warped, bots all malfunction, machines fall apart, everything's going haywire!"
"Maybe your mind's not focused?" Hermes suggested, hopping onto the work table.
"And what else would my mind be thinking of?" Hephaestus argued. Hermes sighed as he leaned against the wall.
"Makayla?" Like a pulled plug, the forge went almost silent, the only sound coming from the fires in the furnaces. The two gods felt their faces drop. Hermes continued."I can't focus either. I'm so worried about her, she's the only thing on my mind right now. I just feel like something really bad is happening to her and I can't do anything about it."
"She's a strong girl," Hephaestus argued, eyes locked on the warped metal on his anvil. His voice betrayed him, sounding uncertain.
"She may be strong but she's still had sh*t happen."
There was a long moment of silence.
"You notice how grown up she was?" Hephaestus finally asked. Hermes chuckled a bit wistfully.
"Yeah, I did. She definitely isn't a little kid anymore." He agreed.
"Leo's nineteen so she's, what, seventeen now?"
"In a few days, I think." Hermes thought for a moment and nodded when he realized that their daughter's birthday was in a couple of days. The two once again elapsed into silence.
"I hate that I can't see her. I understand why but that doesn't mean I like it." The forge god finally said. Hermes nodded in agreement.
"Same. But I'd rather her remain safe and unknown by Zeus. He wouldn't let her pass lightly, she's too strong."
"I hope she'll understand that someday; we're not ignoring her on purpose."
"Yeah..." Hermes didn't seem sure what to say. "You think she's alright? I'm still worried about it."
"You mean that poison?" Hephaestus clarified. He received a nod. "I don't know. I hope so but it's not like we can pop in and ask."
"Yeah. Did you- did you ever, you kno… have any regrets?" Hermes seemed to force the question. Hephaestus frowned.
"About Makayla?" He asked. The messenger god nodded. The god of fire's eyes darkened. "No. Not once did I regret having her as my daughter. I regret her being as strong as she is and I regret not being able to ever see her but I don't regret her being born."
"Good." Hermes nodded. "I don't either but I just wanted to make sure."
The two lapsed into silence for another minute before Hephaestus grumbled something and turned to resume pounding his large hammer against the sheet of metal. Hermes watched for a minute, fascinated with the way the glowing metal was pounded to shape.
The two gods made idle conversation for half an hour or so, Hermes doing the majority of talking as the god of fire seemed unsure what to say.
Hermes felt a vibration in his pocket and pulled out his phone. He saw the screen and his face dropped.
"Now what?" Hephaestus asked, seeing his expression.
"Work's backed up and unmoving right now," Hermes reported. "Everything's all over the place. I gotta get back to work."
The two said a simple goodbye and the messenger god flashed away.
And that concludes the thirty-eighth chapter of Hidden Secrets and Shared Lies!
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