A/N: So sorry for the long wait!

I've decided that this story will just be a collection of one-shots centered around the theme I've set.

I would love it if someone wanted to recommend ideas! This story will never really be finished, because this story's updated when the ideas come. So I might not update from a week to maybe (though hopefully not) a month.

Also this story will now be set in 1st person instead of 3rd person as per requestes.

Please enjoy my latest chapter, and enjoy! - dragon628

Chapter 3

Hermes POV

My family's a little insane incase you haven't noticed in the last two chapters, but at this point we've only barely scratched the surface!

Today you get to see one of the most insane encounters our family has! And it happens about five times a week…

"HERMES! GET DOWN HERE, AND EAT BREAKFAST! MOM WANTS TO START SCHOOL IN AN HOUR!" Athena shouted up to me from the bottom of the staircase.

"Chill 'thena he's coming." Apollo had his legs up on the table, and Hera gave him a look that said 'Get those feet off the table now before I hit you with a spoon.'

Apollo ignored her, and did indeed get hit upside the head with a spoon, while Artemis laughed her arse off.

"It's not funny!" He pouted, turning to face Artemis.

"Oh, brother, everything's funny when mom hits someone with a spoon." I told him, sitting down in between Aphrodite and Dionysus.

He ignored me too, and grabbed a piece of toast from the breakfast platter.

"Children, I don't want any fighting today." Our dearest mother was as bitter as usual.

She then started rattling off what each of us will be doing today.

I reached into my backpack and pulled out a can of silly string. I tapped Apollo on the knee, and he turned to look at me.

I grinned, and gave him the can, nodding my head towards Dionisus.

He'd ratted us out the other day about the prank that we were going to pull, and now he was going to pay.

Apollo smirked, and nodded ever so slightly. I turned back to my mother and tried to act casual. This'd be fun to watch.

Suddenly Dionisus shrieked, Hera cried out in surprise, and everyone else laughed.

"IT'S IN MY MOUTH!" He shouted, literally putting a napkin in his mouth to try to get the taste out.

Mom looked at us. "Go to your rooms. Now." She growled.

"Ugggg. Busted!" Apollo complained.

Damn. Caught.

I waited in my room for about an hour. Occasionally texting Apollo, about how amazing that prank ended.

Persephone also texted me towards the end of my wait. "Your ma's really mad. Don't piss her off anymore, what she has in mind is bad enough!"

I paled. At least I was prepared now. "Thanks, cus." I texted back. What was mom going to do to me? Clean the entire house from top to bottom? Apologize to Dionisus?!

The door to my room opened, and I tried to look as if I hadn't been having fun in my hour of solitude.

"Hermes, that wasn't very nice what you did to Dionisus. Your father and I don't have time to think of something better, so your Auntie's suggestion will have to do.

After school you, Ares, and Apollo will go grocery shopping."

NO. NOT THAT! ANYTHING BUT THAT! Grocery shopping was so BORING! CURSE YOU AUNT HESTIA!!!!!!!!

"Wait, why is Ares coming?"

"He skipped his college classes today to go out with his friends." She rolled her eyes. It wasn't a secret that she didn't like Ares much. Actually, she didn't like ANY of us much…

I was also grounded. Mom brought me all my materials and study guides, and oh, she stole my phone.

Later that day I was let out of my room, and told that we'd be taking Aphrodites car.

Ares didn't actually have a car, he only had his motorcycle.

"Why are we taking Aphro's car?" Apollo asked the big question in the room, well, car.

"'Cause she ratted me out to Pops." Ares growled.

"And, uh, how will this help?" I asked.

"Mess up her seat, head rest, mirror, and burn all the gas doing donuts in the empty parking lot two blocks down." He rolled his eyes as if it was obvious.

"You two want to tell me why Dionisus was covered in silly string?"

"He ratted us out the other day, and we were just getting him back." Apollo pouted, it was only fair.

"Ha, rats are no fun, but if you're going to do something it has to be something that they can't trace back to you!" That… was actually some good advice.

"I'll tell you what. How about after this, we go get ice cream and talk about what you guys could pull to show the entire family how amazing you guys are, BUT in a way that leaves them wondering 'how the heck did they do that'?

Everyone will know you did it, because, come on it's you two. But you can't get in trouble if they can't prove it was you."

Apollo smiled, as did I. We really should listen to Ares more!