Thanks to all of you who have reviewed so far! Let me know if you'd like to see any gods do something really weird…after I do the gods, I thought I'd get the demigods in this FanFic, too! Just let me know what you think! PS – Hecate's a minor goddess, so sorry if this chapter sucks in advance!

CHAPTER 6: HECATE DOES MAGIC TRICKS

Persephone was in the Palace of Hades, when the doorbell rang. "I'll get it!" she yelled and flung the door open.

Hecate was standing there, looking scared as Hades. "Hello, Lady Persephone."

"Hecate, what's…what's wrong?"

"Well, you know that toothache I've been bitching about for a month now?"

Persephone nodded.

"Well, I finally decided to go to the dentist, and they said I have to get my wisdom teeth taken out." Hecate paled. "I thought gods didn't have wisdom teeth!"

"I guess we do," said Persephone sadly. "So, what's this got to do with me?"

"Well, I was hoping you could come with me tomorrow and stay there until I'm done."

Persephone agreed, because she was on her way to the mortal world to live with Demeter anyway. "Sure. I'll go with you. What time is your appointment?"

"Eight in the morning."

"SERIOUSLY?!"

"Yeah, seriously. Look, Seph, it was the earliest I could do it. I have magic stuff to do the rest of the week."

"You won't be doing anything for the rest of the week," Persephone chided. "You'll be resting and taking meds all day long. You won't be able to do anything."

THE NEXT DAY…

The next day, Persephone walked over to Hecate's oh-so-amazing cave to pick her up for her appointment. Persephone wasn't happy about doing this so early in the morning (because she was having quality time with Hades the night before and they got to sleep late), but Hecate was her friend, and friends do stuff for each other.

"How long will this take?" asked Persephone as they headed into the office.

"Uh…about an hour or so," said Hecate. She headed up to the desk. "Hi. I'm Hecate, here for my extraction."

The receptionist—a very nice woman—checked the computer. "Yep. They'll be ready for you after their morning meeting."

Hecate sat next to Persephone and took out a deck of cards.

Persephone sighed. "What the Hades are those?"

"Cards," Hecate said, "duh."

"Yeah, I know they're cards," Persephone snapped. "I meant what are they for?"

"In case I get bored in the waiting room," Hecate said. "Maybe I could practice some card tricks on you."

Persephone wished she'd brought one of Hades' guns with her…she hated magic tricks…well, except the kinds that made flowers appear. That she liked.

"Hecate? The dentist will see you now!" called the assistant. She was wearing a white lab coat over a nurse's uniform. "Follow me," she said. "You can come back, too," she told Persephone.

"Uh…" Persephone glanced behind the nurse. When she saw the dental stuff, she flipped out. "You know what? I think I'll stay here."

"Okay." And the nurse led Hecate off to the exam room.

Once the nurse put that napkin thing over Hecate, she began to talk to her. "So, how was your night last night?"

"Fine," Hecate replied, settling back into the chair. Then, just to be polite, she asked the nurse the same question.

"Mine was great, thank you for asking," the nurse said. "Hey, Dr. Mills!"

Dr. Mills, a guy who could've been Apollo's twin brother, walked into the room. Hecate thought he was incredibly hot, so she started fidgeting.

"Are you okay, Hecate?" asked Dr. Mills as he sat down in the chair next to her.

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine."

"Well, this procedure's gonna take about an hour." Dr. Mills put a mask over Hecate's face. "Just breathe in and out. You'll be asleep in no time."

"Ms. Persephone?" said a nurse, "Dr. Mills is finished with Hecate, so if you'd like to come see her, that's fine."

Persephone put down her book and headed into the exam room.

Hecate was sitting in the chair. She was holding a deck of cards. She fanned out the cards and asked Persephone to pick one.

Persephone picked one from the pile, glanced at it (queen of hearts), and put it back in the pile. All of a sudden, Hecate puked all over the cards.

"Uh…was that part of the trick?" asked Persephone.

"Yes," Hecate squeaked. "I love magic tricks. Would you like to try one?"

"I just did. What's my card?"

Hecate looked at Persephone like she was crazy. "Oh." She blanked. "I have no idea. Please come to Hecate's Magical Palace of Magic and Glitter for a refund."

The nurse tapped Persephone on the arm.

"What?" asked Persephone.

"Hi, honey. Here's her prescription. Dosage will be on the bottle. Keep the ice on her face for a few hours and she'll be fine. If she pukes again, it'll be from the medicine. Call us if you two need anything, alright?"

Persephone nodded. "Hey, Hecate. We have to leave now."

On the way out, Hecate went by the receptionist. "Here, honey. Pick a card!"

"There's puke on them!"

"I know. PICK A DAMN CARD!" Hecate screamed.

The receptionist sighed and picked a card, but Hecate had already left.

"Guess where we're going," Persephone said.

"A magic show? Do I get to meet Harry Houdini?"

"Yeah."

Persephone dragged Hecate to the Underworld, where Harry Houdini was. He was just walking around, minding his own business, when he was stopped by Hecate.

"Tell me your secrets," she commanded.

Houdini looked at Persephone. "Queen Persephone, is she high?"

"Yeah. Now watch her while I get her drugs."