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CHAPTER 46: BRACE FACE!

It was a nice, warm day on Olympus. At Hecate's Academy, Hebe had just been dropped off by Hera.

"Don't forget I'm picking you up for your dentist appointment later," Hera said, exchanging a kiss with her daughter.

"Don't worry, Mommy. I didn't forget!"

Hera smiled and waved to her daughter.

"Good morning, Hebe!" Ms. Psyche, the teacher, said. "Are you ready for a fun day of learning?"

"Yes, Ms. Psyche! I'm so essited I could essplode!" Hebe giggled.

"Okay, then. Come to the carpet for circle time, everyone!" Ms. Psyche called sweetly.

Ms. Psyche played the "Good Morning Song", the "ABC Song", and "The Happy Numbers Song". Then it was the kids' turn to decide.

"You kids can either listen to 'Halloween in Hades' or 'Hercules: the True Story.'"

Everyone chose "Halloween in Hades", so they all grabbed buckets and pretended to go trick-or-treating while the song played.

"Great work, boys and girls!" said Ms. Psyche. "Now, come on back to the carpet and we'll do story time!" Ms. Psyche picked up a book called Mr. Zeusy's Dysfunctional Family. "Who wants to be a helper for me and help me turn the pages?"

Macaria, Hebe's friend and daughter of Hades and Persephone, stood up. "I will, Ms. Psyche."

"Perfect!"

After story time, it was time to do the calendar. It just so happened to be Hebe's day to do the weather. All of a sudden, the intercom system came on and Ms. Hecate—the principal—asked for Hebe to get her things and come down to the office.

As Hebe was packing up her backpack, Macaria ran over to her. "Are you getting braces?" she asked.

"Yeah," said Hebe. "I'm really excited 'cause I gets to eat ice cream all day."

"Yeah, but Mommy told me that she had a kid puke on her shoes one time and she was mad at her for life," said Macaria. "Hebe, they hurt like Hades. So good luck!"

Hebe left the room, feeling less excited than she did.

Hebe entered the main office, where Hera was waiting for her daughter. "Ready, honey?"

"Yep," said Hebe, taking Hera's hand.

"Bye, Hebe," said Ms. Hecate. "See you tomorrow!"

When Hera and Hebe got to Olympus, they sat in the waiting room. They were ridiculously early, so Hera turned on the TV as she read a magazine. Hebe stared at the screen and saw that Uncle Hades was having an interview with Ganymede.

"Hello, and welcome to Let's Talk to the Gods. I am Ganymede, former over and cupbearer of Zeus! Speaking of which, he owes me nine thousand drachmas because he hasn't paid me back for all that wine."

Hades cleared his throat impatiently.

"Oh…right…" Ganymede looked at Hades apologetically. "Here we have Hades, Lord of the Underworld. Thanks for being on the show with us today!"

"Yeah, you're welcome," said Hades. "Thanks for having me blah, blah, blah."

"So, let's get started." Ganymede stared at a clipboard he was holding. "So, Hades, I heard you like to abduct women."

"Yeah. So?"

"Explain yourself," Ganymede said calmly.

"Well, before I married Persephone, I never really had a social life. So when I met her she was, like, my best friend. And we got married. Next question…this is a bit of a touchy subject."

Ganymede looked at his clipboard again. "So…can you tell me why you have no friends, Hades?"

"I'm too creepy and when I call my friends to watch football, none of them want to come over. So I sorta just lay low and wait for them to call, which never happens. Do you have any good, deep questions or can I get back to yelling at souls here?"

"Right. Lightning round. Who's your favorite child?"

"Well, all of them are terrible. I really like Hazel, but of course I have to go into Pluto-mode and that's a real pain in the ass, so I guess I like my dead daughter Bianca."

"How many times a week do you see Persephone?"

"Like…every day."

"How many times do you guys make love?"

"All right, buddy, you've just crossed the line!"

Hades pushed the camera aside so the only thing that was heard on the TV was Hades swearing a lot and Ganymede apologizing and saying he wasn't the one who wrote the questions.

"Mommy, why is Uncle Hades such a pervert?" asked Hebe.

Hera closed her magazine abruptly. "Hebe, what did I tell you about saying that word?"

"I didn't say it to his face, I was asking you."

"Because he just is and he lives in the Underworld. If you lived there all the time, you'd become kind of creepy and sad, too, right?"

Hebe shrugged. "Sure. I guess." She stood up and sat on Hera's lap. "I'm hungry. What's for dinner? Can I get a Happy Meal?"

"We'll see how you behave," said Hera. "Hello, Mother."

Rhea was standing before them. She had actually just come into the waiting room to get to the exam room. She was still carrying her purse and a sheet of paper. "Hello, girls," she said, giving them kisses and hugs. "Wow, you two are here early. I can take you back now, though. We need to talk about some things before Artemis puts the braces on."

Hera, Hebe, and Rhea all headed back to the room and Rhea put the napkin on Hebe's shirt. "So, what did you do in school today?" she asked Hebe.

"I helped Ms. Psyche do the weather. I told her it was bright and sunny outside and she gave me a sticker and I put it on my chart!"

"Sounds like you had a fun day," Rhea replied. "So, we need to take an impression of your teeth, Hebe. That means we're going to put some goo in your mouth and you have to bite on it."

Hebe didn't care. "Can I go back to school after this so I can play princess with Macaria? We were supposed to do it today, but I have to get braces. We had costumes figured out and everything."

"Hebe," said Hera firmly, "let's see how you feel."

"So for the impression," said Rhea, "I've got bubblegum, grape, cherry, mint, and orange. Which flavor would you like today, Hebe?"

"I want bubblegum," Hebe replied.

So, of course, as soon as Rhea put the goo in Hebe's mouth, Hebe began to gag. She tried pushing Rhea's hands away but Rhea held the impression tray and wouldn't let go.

"Hebe, we're all done, honey," said Rhea. She pulled the impression tray out and Hebe gagged again. Rhea handed her some water and Hebe rinsed and spat in the sink.

Artemis walked into the room and greeted the girls (and gave Hera an evil smile because she'd been practicing those).

"So, you ready for those braces, Hebe?" asked Artemis, examining the impression Rhea had just taken.

"Uh-huh," Hebe replied.

"Excellent!" Artemis made the chair go backwards and turned on the light. Then she picked up some stuff that looked like glue and put it all over Hebe's teeth. It was a very bitter taste and Hebe sat up abruptly, bumping her head on the light, thinking she was going to be sick.

"It won't be on your teeth for too long," said Rhea, easing Hebe back into the chair.

Artemis began fitting the braces on and Hebe didn't like it too much, so she started kicking and wiggling around. So Rhea took Hebe's hand and Hebe calmed down a little bit.

"Hebe, we're almost done," said Artemis. "I just need to put the wires in."

Artemis took a sharp instrument and pried open the locks on the braces. Hebe started moving so Artemis had a REALLY hard time putting the wires in.

"Hebe, come on now," Hera scolded gently. "Calm down, sweetheart."

Hebe glared at the goddess of marriage.

"Done," said Artemis, turning the light off.

Rhea handed Hebe some water and Hebe rinsed a few times before leaving with Hera.

When they got home, Hebe asked a very pressing question. "Mommy?"

"What, babe?"

"Can I go back to school and play dress-up?"

"No. You've been through a lot today and you look very tired to me, honey. It's naptime anyway, so go upstairs and I'll tuck you in in a bit."

Hebe nodded sadly and walked upstairs to her room, running her tongue on her teeth. Artemis did a good job. She should be a dentist!

When Hera came in to tuck Hebe into bed, she saw her daughter fast sleep, drool coming out of her mouth, her braces sparkling in the lamp she'd left on. Hera put a blanket over Hebe, kissed her goodnight, and went downstairs to make dinner.

Yeah, I know I rushed through it, but I honestly don't remember what happened during my appointment. I got braces eight years ago and I remember SOME of it.

Anyway, PM me with any ideas and I'll respond with credit stuff and whatnot. Thanks for reading and leave a review!