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Hi. It's me, Hades, again. What's with the evile glares? Okay I get it. You want to know why I didn't tell you about the argument and the visit from Zeus right? Well, here you go. I didn't really think that it wasthat big of a deal. It didn't happen anything like he told it okay. I don't wear footie pajamas, or sleep with a teddy bear; and I did not attack him. He's the evile one here okay, not me. He told it all backwards. This how it really went down.

Zeus stormed into my living space and yelled like a maniac," Hades you bastard! Get up right this instant! You've got some splanin' to do..."

So to get him to shut up, I answered "It's open."

He walked into my room redfaced. I was unfazed, I was wearing my silky white bathrobe, and laying sideways on my be with my left hand supporting my head.

" Why did you take my son!" he screamed, actually spat, at my face, " Well, then again, who knows with you. I mean, you probably wanted to rape him or something."

" That's perverted Zeus, really. You know me," I said in my own defense. "I would never do that. You are the one who threw your own son from the sky!"

"I did no such thing"

" Well, in any case, the boy is safe. I had him taken to that nice couple, the ones on the farm that really wanted children. They will take good care of him, don't worry."

" So you dod take my son? You admit to it?" He said getting a hot head.

" No I never! I saved him from the wrath of his own abusive dad."

" I am not abusive. And even if I were that gives you no right to send my son to live with humans." The realization of that statement finally sank into his thock head." You sent my son to live with humans! You can't do that. A baby god with mortals! Are you out of your mind?"

" Whoa... I never said he was a god. Don't play dumb with me. You know you turned him mortal."

" Why would I do that?"

" I don't know, maybe cause you'er abusive? DUH!"

" I am not! Shut your mouth you son of a bitch!"

" Awwwwwww..., I'm telling mom what you called her."

" Hades! I'm sick and tired of your attitude!" And that was all he said. He could obviously answer no more questions. He is always doing wrong, but was never one to face the music. He started flinging lightning bolts around the room. Every of which I dodged. But poor Meg on the other hand...She almost got fried. I took control, and forced Zeus back to Olympussy Cloud, and sat Meg gently down on my bed brushingoff her hair and dress.

What's that you don't know Meg? I could have sworn I told you about her. And before you get any ideas, I don't not love Meg, or feel any attraction to her whatsoever in that way. She is like a daughter to me. The sweetest girl. Very beautiful too. Meg lives with me. It is her job to serve me in ways that I am able to do myself. Things such as persuading young human men to come down and visit me, for many of them owe me favors, but are too scared to visit the Underworld. Guys really go for the girl. She has gorgeous long sun-kissed brown hair, and gleaming sea green eyes, and the nicest smile. Anyway, she also helps escort dead souls to their new home. Everyone trusts her.

I acquired Meg's help about 6 months earlier from this event. The girl is 17. She was dating a man who was 2-timing her. He didn't love her at all. He was afler some blonde girl. Anyways, I felt so bad for the sweet girl. She deserved none of the treatment she got. I was going to capture her boyfriend and make him my slave, but the Meg, being the dollbaby she is, wanted to go in his place. I could tell that she would be miserable if I took the boy, and would always blame herself for what happened, so I agreed on taking her. I never meant for her to get involved in this Hercules incident. I took her in, and showed her wjat her "sweetheart had beem doing to her for 7 months. She was discusted. I offered to let her go so that she could teach him a lesson, but she declined the offer. Instead she said that I jad been very kind to her, like the older brother she never had. I was not a mean master, hardly a master at all so she would stay and help me.

Well, so there you have it. My side of the argument.

Hey, there you go. chapter three. Check in soon for chapter 4 from Meg's point of view.