Section 49: Nasty Limitations
Zeus enforces the 'early to bed, early to rise' rule!
(Demigods not present)
Poseidon: WHAT?! You've got to be joking!
Zeus: Well, sorry to say I'm perfectly serious. All of you will go to bed at nine thirty—and wake up at 7:30!
Dionysus: Why? What crime did we do now?
Athena: I think it's a good rule.
Poseidon: Easy for you to say—you wake up at 5:30 every morning!
Athena: Yes, and then I have to do all the chores! You lazybones never do your share.
Zeus: Exactly! My daughter has been complaining of this for a few days now—
Poseidon: Well, then maybe your daughter should also get up at two like the rest of us.
Zeus: Shut up, Poseidon! So…for these reasons, I have initiated these regulations. All of you will go to sleep at nine thirty from now on—starting from tonight!
Apollo: WHAT?! But I have to sing for a very special Olympian concert at eleven fifteen!
Demeter: Forget that. I have to water my Midnight Flowers at midnight…..every night!
Poseidon: Just marvellous. This is your entire fault, Miss Wisdom.
Athena: Oh, you better shut it, Poseidon! I'd like to see you washing all the gods' dirty socks every morning, while all of the others are busy snoring away! Not to mention wiping Zeus's shoes, and a million other things!
Poseidon: What are you doing anyway, Zeus? I don't see you getting up at the crack of dawn every day, or doing errands.
Zeus: I…..am the supreme king of the universe! The master of the mighty skies! The governor of the heavens! I have authority to do as I desire!
Poseidon: Fine, fine. You don't have the authority to say things that make me vomit.
Artemis: This isn't fair, Dad! I take out my Hunt daily at one in the morning? Don't you have thousands of nymphs and satyrs to do chores?
Hermes: Yeah! What about your dedicated workers and faithful faeries? I swear, we couldn't work as hard as them.
Zeus: I could consult them, but you people need to develop the habit of working, too!
Poseidon: You mean, we shouldn't follow the example of the lord of the universe?
Athena: You people are making such big fusses. It's not that much work, doing some household jobs.
Poseidon: Yeah, you only say that because you have nothing better to do than cleaning Olympus.
Zeus: Besides, no nymph has the rank or honour to clean out my crystallized goblets!
Poseidon: Oh, I feel so honoured. My brother has granted us the position to clean his goblets. (Fake sniff)
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