"So, what do you think of the movie we saw last week?" Sirius asked Apollo as they hung out together.
"Ladyhawke?" Apollo asked with a shrug, they had seen several, but there was only one Sirius wouldn't shut up about.
"Yeah?" Sirius replied as he snuggled into Apollo. He was always so warm, making Sirius feel like he had never been trapped in Azkaban. Yet, even six months out of that hell hole, he still felt cold.
"It was okay. Very Greek, done repeatedly," Apollo responded, not impressed with the movie. Sirius just stared at him; it was one of the things he liked most about Sirius. Sirius didn't know Greek history. Sirius was learning about the Greek Gods as he went along. It was refreshing.
"Turning the man into a wolf at night, and the lady into a hawk during the day, never to meet, is very Greek Tragedy. Melpomene was definitely whispering in the ear of the author that day," Apollo explained.
"What do you think of the name, Etienne for a boy or Isabeau for a girl?" Sirius asked as he pulled Apollos's hand over to his stomach.
"Eeh. Not my favorites. What about Regulus for a boy and Ella for a girl?" Apollo countered.
"Regulus, where did you come up with that?" Sirius asked, paling. Sirius still missed his brother and hadn't gotten over that he had abandoned Reggie to his parents' mechanisms.
"Well, Etienne means a crown, Regulus means little prince. I was going with a theme," Apollo said, "why, what is wrong?"
"My little brother's name was Regulus. Unfortunately, I…just can't…not at this point," Sirius whispered as his past haunted him.
"We should wait to see what type of God or Goddess is born so we can name it appropriately," Apollo countered, giving Sirius a searing kiss.
~LGCHB~
"Camp Half-Blood, camp half-blood, camp half-blood!" Harry chanted over and over at the breakfast table the morning he was supposed to start. Hera was rubbing her temples, and Zeus looked like he was ready to throw a lightning bolt at the little tike.
Not in the mood, Sirius just threw a silencer around Harry as he happily continued to chant in between bites of his breakfast. Everyone sighed in relief.
"I swear none of our children were this bad when they got excited; maybe it's an Asgardian thing?" Zeus said to Hera as they all watched the happy boy.
Both Sandraudiga and Heracles snorted for different reasons. "It is definitely NOT an Asgardian thing; it is you don't discipline the boy thing," Sandraudiga responded.
"No, it's they never had hands-on with their children thing," Heracles replied, and all his siblings nodded. "Mortals or Dyads raised your children. You saw them only for short periods. Nothing wrong with it; it's just a difference in child-raising for different time periods."
"Yes, Heracles and I were more hands-on with our twins, and they did the same thing Harald is doing when they first went to Chiron for training," Hebe responded as she poured everyone drinks before she sat down.
Harry pounded his tiny fists on the table and then crossed his arms, pouting.
"See, lack of discipline," Sandraudiga said firmly, giving the little boy a dirty look behind his back.
"No, it's he realizes that he has been silenced and is upset that we are ignoring him," Hera argued with a sigh; she undid the silencing charm and picked Harald up, taking him into the hallway for privacy. "Harald, my little darling. Do you know why Sirius silenced you?"
"Because he's a meanie?" Harry responded defiantly.
"No, dear," Hera responded, waiting to see if Harald would get it. He was a smart little boy.
"Because I was loud and annoying?" Harry said as he looked down and rubbed one toe on the ground in a universal 'ah shucks' move.
"Yes, dear. Too loud and repetitive. We all understand you are excited, but you don't need to become the God of Headaches; we don't need one of those," Hera replied as she tickled the little pouting Godling.
Harald was giggling as they entered the room and continued breakfast. "Ya-ya doesn't want me to become the God of Headaches, so I will be quiet," Harald whispered loudly as everyone sighed in relief.
~LGCHB~
The night before:
"Let the feast begin!" Odin declared as he sat down and started loading his plate. Looking around, Frigga sat next to him on his right, with Eir next to her. Thor should have been sitting next to him on his left with Loki following, but both boys were missing, as were Baldr and Hödr, who were supposed to be at the end of the table, separated. One next to Loki, and the other next to Eir. Odin could hear Thor's booming laughter in the crowd as he sat with Lady Sif and the Warriors Three. As Odin took a bite of a turkey leg, a fly started to buzz around his head. He swatted at the fly but missed. He put down the turkey leg and took a sip of his mead, and the fly was back. With every bite or drink, the fly bothered him. It wasn't bothering anyone else; out of the corner of his eye, he could see Frigga smirking and whispering with Eir. The modifications to her personality must have broken. Still, as long as she didn't go against his wishes, he would leave her be. All he wanted was a dutiful wife. If she didn't want to be that, she could be replaced. After all, she wasn't his first wife. Nor was she a mother to any but his disabled children, not that Thor or Loki knew.
Odin could not hit the fly that was bothering him, and it would not go away; standing up, the feast paused as the Asgardians noticed their King was not eating, "Please, continue and make merry!" Odin said before he walked away.
"Loki," Frigga said, "sit down and eat my son."
The fly bothering Odin turned into Loki and took his place at the table. "Mother, how are you doing this fine evening?" Loki asked as he filled his plate.
"I am well, son, yourself?" Frigga asked.
"Bored," Loki replied after taking a sip of his honey mead, "mother, I constantly feel like I am missing something, that something has been stolen from me, and I don't know what it is even to start looking for it."
Frigga looked down, "Loki, Odin has forbidden me of speaking of it," she whispered.
"Huh…," Loki said thoughtfully, looking at his mother, who refused to look at him, to Lady Eir, who only looked at him in sorrow but also refused to speak. "Hel told me a geas was placed on some information when I asked her about the fake dead snake she threw at Odin a couple of years ago. And now you can't speak of something. I wonder if it is related?"
Frigga kept silent, but Eir spoke, "It is Loki. Why don't you stop by my office tomorrow? Your mother and I are working on a project, and we could use your help."
"What kind of a project?" Loki asked, faking disinterest, not that he could hide his genuine interest from his mother and aunt.
"One that you can't tell Odin," Eir whispered, "Welcome back, My Lord," Eir said loudly as Odin sat down at the table.
"Oh good, that damn fly is gone," Odin said irritably, and both Loki and Frigga smirked. Half of Loki's personality problems were because he was too much like Frigga Odin thought. "Baldr, Hödr, where have you been, my sons!" Odin called out to his two twins and the only biological children of Frigga.
"We enjoyed the Midgardian Olympic games so much we were working with Ullr to figure out how we can bring some similar games to the galaxy and the different Pantheons," Hödr replied.
"Interesting…," Odin replied before taking a sip of his mead, "will we be expected to host foreigners in Asgard?"
"Yes, with the way the planet Midgard is split up into separate nations, usually the nations bid to be the ones to host the games. It brings extra commerce into the nation," Ullr, the God of Winter, skiing, and other snow sports, replied. They have both Summer Games and Winter Games every four years.
"I don't know about letting foreigners into Asgard, yes, it would bring extra commerce, but it would also bring in crimes. Just imagine Frost Giants in Asgard? Shall we invite Surtur to initiate Ragnarök early?" Odin sneered.
"Father….," Baldr whined, "this is supposed to create peace through competition, not war."
"What if we have Vanaheim host the first games to see how it goes? Then we can have several other realms host before we discuss how we can host it safely before we volunteer," Frigga said, joining the conversation.
"Who would we even invite to join the games?" Odin responded, "plus, isn't Vanaheim in the middle of a civil war?"
"Yes, but it might be just what Vanaheim needs, working together, competing against the other Pantheons without bloodshed," Frigga replied.
"No, bloodshed!" Thor boomed, hearing Sif as she was repeating what Frigga said for Thor to hear. "Mother! You'll take all the fun out of it with no bloodshed!"
"I was thinking of Asgard, Vanaheim, Jotunheim, Muspelheim, Allfheim, Olympus, and then I was thinking of inviting some of the more advanced races like the Kree Empire, Nova Empire, and the Sovereign Race," Ullr replied to Odin.
"Not the Sovereign Race; those people are narcissistic assholes," Loki moaned, "No, invite the Furies instead; they are a powerful people; they can keep up with us at least."
"What games do we do for a Summer Game? For a Winter Game?" Odin asked as he finished his meal and pushed the plate away.
"Well," Ullr started.
"No, no." Odin interrupted, "Write everything down and submit it to me and I'll think about it."
"Ullr," a Loki clone whispered in Ullr's ear, trying to stay out of his father's sight. At the same time, the original him tried to keep his father busy, "Odin will deny your request if you only submit it to him. Please give it to all the leaders of the different Pantheons listed earlier at the same time. Let all the other Pantheons know they have been invited to discuss the games, and we can come up with a location once everyone agrees. With all the Pantheon in the know, Odin can't deny you."
"That's very underhanded, My Prince," Ullr turned to talk to Loki, but the clone was gone. Turning to look up at the high table, he saw Loki speaking with his father. Catching Frigga's eye, she winked. Ullr took that as the Queen giving him permission to go ahead and write everything up and send it to all Pantheons as Loki suggested.
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, ASGARDIANS, AND GUESTS!" Hödr called out.
"Everyone knows that I am impenetrable! Nothing can kill me!" Baldr joined his brother upfront.
"Oh, Allfather, I hate it when they do this!" Frigga whined to Eir, who nodded her head but grabbed her twin sister's hand in support. But unfortunately, there was nothing they could do since Odin found the twins trying to kill Baldr funny.
"We have found some new items that we have made into arrowheads to attempt to see if they will penetrate!" Hödr called out, and everyone snickered, except for Frigga, Eir, and Loki. Like their mother, Loki had never liked it when his brothers did this. Thor always encouraged them, but somehow Loki was blamed when Frigga first discovered this. He did not like it when Frigga was mad at him.
"Today, we have an arrowhead made out of part of a Celestial nose bone," Baldr called out, and everyone in the crowd oohed and awed.
"We have an arrowhead made out of a 100-year-old Midgardian Holly plant," Hödr called out. The Asgardians laughed at the small arrowhead.
"Oh, I really don't like this!" Frigga moaned, gripping Eir's hand tightly as she became sucked into a vision. Loki stood up and moved over to his mother, crouching down behind her; he helped hold on to her as she spasmed from a vision.
The crowd quieted as they watched their Queen have a vision, "Carry on, my sons!" Odin called out.
"The last piece is an arrowhead made from a Midgardian dragon tooth! A Hebridean Black from the northern islands of Brittania!" Baldr called out to the cheers of Asgard. "Hödr and Ullr, if you please!"
Ullr positioned Hödr, the blind twin, across the hall from his brother Baldr; Hödr raised his bow and arrow with the dragon tooth arrowhead. Firing the arrow, the Asgardians cheered as it bounced off Baldr's chest. Then, picking a second arrow, Hödr raised it and fired the arrowhead made out of the Celestial bone, only for it to bounce. Finally, as Hödr fired the last arrow made from Midgardian Holly, Frigga came out of her vision with a bloodcurdling scream of pain and loss. All of Asgard looked at their Queen, afraid of her vision, only for Hödr to cry out in fear.
~LGCHB~
"Gather round campers!" Chiron yelled as he rang the dinner bell. Since it was a morning just after breakfast and not evening, the ringing bell meant something important was happening. "Earlier this year, two wizards came to us and checked and fixed the wards. In addition, Hera visited concurrently and gave us money to update all the cabins and build new cabins. So, please, everyone, thank our Queen," Chiron called out.
"Thank you, Queen Hera," the demigods of Camp Half-Blood called out.
Queen Hera, who stood holding Harald's hand, nodded. Remus also waved when Chiron called him out for the warding.
"Are you the werewolf that scared off the Minotaur?" a girl called out.
"Yes," Remus said, embarrassed, especially when the kids started to wolf whistle. "I change my mind; I'll let Ares kick my ass, teaching me to fight," Remus said and used his portkey to escape, leaving only Harry, Hera, and Sandraudiga.
"Oh, look!" Hera said, laughing, "you all scared the big, bad, werewolf demigod away. I'm so proud of you all." Hera smirked, then started laughing as a pregnant Sirius dragged Remus back by the ear. All she could hear between the kids laughing was escapee, wolf-whistle, naked, and kids. If Hera didn't know Remus was embarrassed that the demigods had seen him naked when he shifted to fight the Minotaur, she would be cursing Remus. Not that he was much older than the campers.
Sandraudiga snorted cruelly and stood with her feet spread and her arms crossed. Some of Ares's daughters eyed her before mimicking her.
As Remus pouted and Sirius stood next to his friend laughing, Harald had wiggled out of her grasp and had gone up to Chiron. "Ya-ya says you're her brother, like uncle Poe and uncle Hades. Is that true?" Harry asked.
"Tis true little one," Chiron said as he picked up Harald.
"Is it true you are the son of Loki?" Chiron as with a slight shiver.
"Yup!" Harry replied, "but it's been a long, long, long time since I saw him. I was a baby," Harry said as he played with Chiron's long hair, "Mumy raised me. And Ya-ya and Papoo, And Hel and Fen. And uncle Ares, uncle Heracles, uncle Apollo, and uncle Poe. Oh, and Dadfoot! Dadfoot is pregnant with uncle Apollo's baby, and it will be a Godling like me!" Harry replied excitingly, cutting off his happy mood with a yawn.
Chiron turned to look at Sirius, and he saw that the wizard was now immortal and pregnant despite being a male. He would have to catch up on his gossip before Hera left. "Alright, campers!" Chiron called out now that everyone had arrived. "I want the older campers to teach Remus here how to fight. Some of you saw when the Minotaur attacked early this spring, and he has no fighting or battle training. Even a second-generation demigod of a different pantheon must know how to defend himself. He can't always rely on his wolf," Chiron laughed as some of the older kids started to crack their knuckles and advance on Remus, his eyes going wide, "so have at him!"
Hera started to laugh as she watched the daughter of Nemesis grab Remus by the ear and start pulling him over to the training ring. She could feel in the wards that Nemesis had snuck in recently to speak to her daughter. Nemesis had probably set her daughter on Remus; for some reason, Nemesis liked Remus. Not as a future husband but just as a kindred soul, someone who shared some of her sense of fair play. Not to mention Nemesis was a closet bibliophile, and Remus constantly had a new book she could borrow and read on the sly. Remus had started to create a modern library in the Palace full of contemporary literature and word porn, as Ares called some of the books he had caught her reading. Who knew Vampires were so romantic? Speaking of romance, the wards just pinged, and she could feel Apollo sneaking in; turning to look at Sirius from the corner of her eye, she watched as he disappeared. Apollo and Sirius were sneaking out of Camp Half-Blood for their own time together.
"Alright, the rest of you," Chiron called out, interrupting Hera's slight contemplating, "this is Harald, the Godling, son of Prince Loki of Asgard."
"What's he the God of?" Willow, a daughter of Demeter, asked.
"He's too little to become a God of something. That is a lot of responsibility," Hera replied to her niece. "Plus, I feel that the two Pantheons will be arguing over him once he reaches the age of Godhood."
"Why?" Daryl, Ares's son, asked.
"He was born of the Asgardian Pantheon, but currently, Odin has banned him from Asgard as he has banned all of Loki's children, so he is being raised by Zeus and me. However, he is a powerful little god; Asgard will notice it one day and want to add him back to their Pantheon while we may want to keep him for our Pantheon."
"Why should a Godling train with us demigods?" one of Ares's twin daughters asked as the other nodded.
"This is not the first time a Godling has trained here," Chiron growled at the girl. "The most recent was Heracles's twins."
"This will be the first time a child of a different pantheon has trained here, correct?" Hera asked.
"Ah well…I can't answer that…the Mist…." Chiron floundered, trying to answer his sister.
"Oh! Right! I forgot about that," Hera replied.
"So, we are going to train Harald…," Chiron looked down into his arms at a sleeping Harry, "right after he finishes his nap."
Hera giggled, covering her mouth so she wouldn't full-on laugh and wake Harald, "you should have seen him this morning. He was so excited to come. It looks like he wore himself out." Hera took Harald from Chiron, "who wants to show me to the visiting Pantheon cabin?"
"Me, me, me!" a young Satyr called out, jumping on his hooves.
"Alright, Grover. Go ahead and show our Queen where Harald can take his nap." Chiron called out to the young Satyr, who had just joined them at Camp Half-Blood this year. Chiron waved to the children to scatter; he would call them all back to entertain and start Harald's training after his nap and maybe even after lunch. He followed the Valkyrie, who was following Hera down the hill; they had some gossiping to do before she left.
~LGCHB~
"Sandraudiga," Hera called out from her throne, interrupting Zeus's Curia Deus as the Valkyrie, Remus, and a tired Harald walked by.
The three stopped to look at Hera as the assembly of Olympians parted in the middle so they could see all that would happen between the two ladies. It was no secret to Olympus that Hera did not like the Asgardian Valkyrie amongst them, even if the Valkyrie was unaware. "Yes, Queen Hera?" Sandraudiga replied to the Queen.
"Have you heard of the tragedy in Asgard?" Hera asked kindly.
"No, Queen Hera. I have been on Midgard at your Camp Half-Blood all day," Sandraudiga responded, worried about Odin.
"The twins Baldr and Hödr are dead. Apparently, they liked shooting arrows at Baldr and watching them bounce off him. Unfortunately, one arrow did not bounce off but pierced him through the heart. Hödr took his own life after finding out he killed his twin brother," Hera said to Sandraudiga.
"But, Baldr is impenetrable?" Sandraudiga said in shock.
"Seemingly not," Zeus replied.
"Please, dear, take some time off if you need it. Olympus will take over bodyguard duty for Prince Harald," Hera said kindly.
"I…" Sandraudiga started but stopped.
"Sandraudiga, take some time off. I am aware of your relationship with Hödr," Queen Hel said from behind Sandraudiga, "this is Hildr; she will be Harry's bodyguard and teacher while you take time off to mourn."
"A Frost Giant?" Sandraudiga snarled as she pulled her sword.
"A Valkyrie just like you!" Hel argued back, "Hildr will not harm my brother!"
"Welcome, Hildr!" Hera called out, interrupting what would have been a fight, much to the gentlemen in the audience's dismay.
"Really, mother? I was going to add mud as they fought," Ares called out, with Apollo and Sirius snickering next to him.
"Can I play in the mud, uncle Ares?" Harry called out where Remus had picked him up before Harry started yawning.
"Sure!" Ares said happily with a wink to Harald.
"NO!" Yelled Hera, Hel, Sandraudiga, Remus, and Hildr.
"Sandra, take some time off. We'll be okay," Remus told the Valkyrie, a little hurt that she liked someone else enough to mourn him. Nevertheless, he thought they were getting along well and had planned to ask her on a date next Saturday, but it would be a douche move if he did that while she was in mourning.
~LGCHB~
"Good morning, Harald," Zeus said with a smile to the yawning little boy.
"Morn'n…," Harald yawned as he stumbled into the room, following Remus, who moaned as he moved. Following Harald was the new Valkyrie Hildr.
"Good morning, Lord Zeus," Hildr said as she assumed a bodyguard position behind Harald as he crawled up into his booster seat. She had tried to help him the night before, but he had told her he wasn't a baby; he could do it himself, which caused all the adults at the table to smile. It was the first time he had done that.
"Harald, how was camp? You ate dinner and went straight to bed last night," Zeus inquired, looking at Hera as she snorted.
"Oh, it was good, but I'm sore all over!" Harald moaned.
"Sore?" Ares asked, confused. What could the child have been doing to be sore?
"I think he's less sore and more mimic," Remus whispered.
HAHAHAHAHA! Zeus and Ares laughed, "He's mimicking you?" Then, Ares punched Remus on his arm, only for Remus to gasp in pain.
"FUCK!" Remus yelled, "don't do that!" Harry couldn't help it, but he giggled at Remus.
"So, little man, what did you do at camp yesterday?"
"Oh, we went on a walk and saw all the buildings; I got to see cabin Ares and cabin Apollo; we saw the smith where they were making weapons!" Then, Harry said before taking a big breath to continue, "we saw the big house, and I met Mr. D, who drinks a lot of diet coke, and we saw strawberry fields!"
"Eat, Harry," Remus reminded the tike.
Harry took a bite of his food and a drink of juice before he continued, "I saw a large field of Pegasus, but uncle Chiron thinks I'm too young to fly, so I jumped up and started flying on my own to show him I could fly and he chased me around the camp. It was fun!"
Hera had difficulty holding her laughter in but hearing Chiron chasing Harald, she couldn't do it. "HAHAHAHAHAHA!" she wiped her eyes as everyone looked at her. "Chiron has been nervous about having a chaos godling around. The God Chaos has never had a half-blood."
"So, what you are saying," Apollo started only for Heracles to cut in.
"Is Chiron is going to ring our necks for suggesting Harald join Camp Half-Blood."
"Does uncle Chiron not want me to come back?" Harald asked, his lip quivering.
"Of course, you are going back," Hera replied, and Remus just groaned, his head hitting the table. The rest of the gods laughed at Remus.
"I hate you all," Remus murmured.
"It sounds like this Chiron needs a schedule to follow when it comes to what Harald does so the little chaos godling doesn't run him ragged," Hildr said from where she was watching Harald eat a lot of bacon.
"Great idea!" Hera said, clapping her hands. "Since there is not a lot for you to do as you watch over Harald at Camp Half-Blood, if you could work with Chiron to figure out all the activities Harald can participate in, then help him create a schedule. If not, I'm afraid Chiron will run for the hills for the first time. How he didn't run for the hills when Heracles was a child living with him, I don't know?"
Heracles and Zeus snorted at Hera but didn't say anything.
"What did you do after you went flying, little man?" Apollo asked with a smirk. He'd have to tell his uncle/adopted son Chiron that he was the one to teach Harald how to fly. It was always fun to yank Chiron's tail.
"I played dodgeball with the younger demigods; it was fun! Then Daryl took me over to where the older demigods were beating up Mumy, and he had me show him what weapons I knew and had me practice as uncle Ares does." Harald said as Ares and Apollo just laughed at Remus.
"Remus will learn," Heracles said as he patted the man on his back. Remus just dug into his faithful satchel and downed a pain potion.
"Are you planning on doing anything special at camp today?" Hera asked Harald before she started to help him wipe his face.
"Um yeah…," Harry started only to stop as Hera finished helping him get clean, "We are going to play, Hide-and-Seek and something called Capture the Flag! I am so winning; Hide-and-Seek! I can do invisible, and the demigods can't!"
Hildr and the rest of the gods snorted, "Harry, what have I told you before about that?" Remus said as he finished his breakfast.
"That it's cheating," Harry replied, looking down.
"So, pup, that means you don't get caught!" Sirius said as he came into the room, winking.
"Padfoot!" Remus whined, "I'm trying to teach Harry some morals."
"One, he's the son of a Marauder; we make our own morals," Sirius again winked at Harald, "two, he's the son of the God of Chaos and Mischief. Do you really think he can help but make chaos and mischief?"
Remus snorted, "no, no, I don't think he can help it, but he can do his best not to cheat!"
"Remus, you are asking him to cut off his arm," Heracles said, putting his fork down.
"WHAT?!" Remus said, shocked, "I am not!"
"I am the God of Games, correct?" Heracles asked, and Remus nodded, "Hide-and-Seek is a game." Remus and Sirius nodded, and Harry watched Heracles closely. "Now, in games, there is fair play and cheating. Now we Greeks are all about fair play until you toss in a bit of chaos. Chaos is that one-in-a-million shot; it's a first-place runner tripping because his shoe became untied, and all the runners except the one in last place fall over the tripped runner in the first place, leaving the space open for the last-place runner to win. Chaos loves sports; he's all over it, and yes, sometimes Chaos can become mischievous, and that's where cheating can come in. Some card players can win a game whether they cheat or not. Still, there is the thrill of getting caught in cheating," Heracles said before he took a sip of his drink, "I know for a fact that when playing Hide-and-Seek with Mortals, Harald plays by the rules. However, demigods are not Mortals; they are the children of Gods! As such, becoming invisible really isn't cheating; it's fair play."
"All's fair in love and war, and Hide-and-Seek, and Capture the Flag," Ares chimed in.
"So let him have fun and be a kid. If he wants to cheat at, Hide-and-Seek with demigods, let him," Sirius said as he stole the bacon off Harry's plate.
"Hay!" Harry yelled.
"Thbbpt," Sirius raspberries the air at Harry.
Harry squints his eyes at Sirius, and suddenly he starts smiling, "Mumy, I'm ready to go now."
Remus looks up and sees Sirius with reddish-pink, raspberry-colored hair, and snorts, "sure, Harry." Remus picks Harry up and dashes out the door with a giggling Frost Giant following him.
"HARRY!" Sirius screams.
~LGCHB~
"Oh Sirius, Apollo, she is gorgeous!" Hera squealed as Sirius handed their daughter to her step-grandmother. Hera unwrapped the baby and started to inspect her. "Wings?" Hera asked as Zeus looked over the baby, pretending he wasn't interested.
"Yes, she will have wings like an angel," Apollo said as he conjured a chair for Sirius, who was still tired. Even though Sirius didn't 'give birth' as a male, they still had to do a cesarean to remove the baby.
"Flip her over deary so I can check the wings," Aellopus ordered her great-grandniece.
Hera ignored Aellopus's rudeness and did as she asked while Aellopus checked the baby's back and shoulders, "Ah, she'll be flying in no time. Some of those Angels born to Asherah and Yahweh did not have the correct skeletal form and fell to their deaths as they tried to fly. It was funny to watch," Aellopus cackled.
"Yeah, the Christian misinterpreted it as fallen angels," Apollo laughed, having been watching that day too, "nope, they didn't become devils; they just became dead." Both Apollo and Aellopus laughed hysterically.
"You are very strange sometimes," Sirius said, rolling his eyes at his boyfriend and the woman who looked like his mother wearing a naked chicken outfit and who insisted he calls her grandmother.
"Oh, did you see that!" Zeus excitingly said as Hera rolled the baby back onto her back and covered her back up. Zeus kept trying to uncover her to see if he could see any more electricity that coated her body for a brief second.
"Yes, father," Apollo said, laughing. She is a little lightning bug!
"Oh, are you going to name her Astrape or Bronte?" Zeus asked, "or even Zeusa? Dione?"
Apollo laughed at his father while Sirius looked confused, "Dione?"
"That's the feminine version of Zeus, not to be confused with the Titaness Dione, mother to Aphrodite," Hera said as she finally slapped Zeus's hands that kept trying to take the baby away from her. Then, she gently handed Zeus the baby.
"Nope, we are naming her Baraqiel," Sirius replied, "the lightning of God."
"After the Lightning Angel that Thor killed in Lithuania during the Pagan Wars?" Hera asked, "are you sure it's safe to name her that? After all, you are friends with Loki. So, I assume you will eventually meet Thor."
"I told you we should name her Thora!" Sirius said as he hit Apollo in the chest. Apollo's eyes were wide because he didn't remember having that conversation. Zeus burst out laughing, seeing Sirius pull one on Apollo. Baby Baraqiel yawned and zapped Zeus, making him laugh more.
AN: Sirius and Apollo's relationship. They have been an excellent team for a long time; Sirius is the Dog-Days of Summer! He is also one of Orion's hounds, and I've already mentioned what Apollo did to Orion. There is male pregnancy throughout Greek Myth. Zeus is a prime example. Athena burst out of his forehead and was produced asexually. Some Greek Myths also have Zeus as the sole parent of Ares, Hebe, and Hephaestus; I chose to like Hera as their mother. Mpreg is not new to the Greek mythos, and as a lifelong Historian with a History degree, I can't help but share what I know. There is a reason Clio, the Muse of History, is my patron muse.