'Aphrodite! Get your stinking teargas out of my palace!' Artemis yelled. She stood in Aphrodite's front garden, with a bottle of Dior J'adore. Aphrodite threw her doors open. 'First you get away from my rose bushes!' She yelled.

'What were you even doing in my house!?' Artemis screamed back, as answer. Aphrodite flipped her hair over her shoulder. 'I was getting back some of my silver eyeshadow, which you got from MY house!'

'That is a lie! I never entered your love-infested nest!'

'Oh? Than how did my silver earrings get inside your bathroom!'

Artemis growled. She lifted her arms above her head, and threw the bottle of expensive perfume on the pavement. She made a not so nice gesture to Aphrodite, and left.

The next morning, Artemis woke up, ready to go back to her hunters on earth. She stretched, and walked to her bathroom. She turned the lights on, and took a quick glance in the mirror. She held back a scream, and took a step back. She tripped over the little ledge of her shower, and fell against the wall. 'Ow,' she muttered, as she held her hand to the back of her head.

She grabbed the first clothes that she saw lying around on the floor, and did not even bother to try and get the makeup of her face. She sprinted over to Aphrodite's garden. Aphrodite was sitting in her backyard, eating breakfast. One of her handmaidens was massaging her shoulders, another one was massaging her feet. A butler came walking in with an extra scone. 'Thank you, she said, as he put the silver plate down. Aphrodite was enjoining the morning. She felt good about her revenge on Artemis. She sighed, and took a long sip of orange juice.

'APHRODITE! What is all of your dirt doing on my face!?' Artemis screamed, disturbing Aphrodites' morning peace. Aphrodite jumped up, and the handmaiden that was sitting by her feet shrieked and jumped away. 'Oh, sorry,' Aphrodite said as she helped the girl up. After that, she turned to Artemis, fuming. 'Why are you disturbing my morning peace?' She yelled. Her eyes glowed a shade of red. Artemis pointed at her face. 'I already told you why, you (Insert thing here that I simply cannot repeat).'

Aphrodite got red in the face. '(Yeah I also cannot say that)! That was for that bottle of Dior perfume! I got that from my lover Tristan Mclean!' Artemis laughed scornfully.

'Whatever! I swear, I will...'

'Yes, Artemis, what would you?' An earnest voice said behind them. Artemis and Aphrodite turned their heads around. Athena stood next to a field of Daisies. Aphrodite pushed Artemis away. 'Get out, owl face. We do not need your judgement.' Athena pursed her lips.

'Are you sure about that?' she asked. Artemis stepped in front of Aphrodite.

'Yes, Athena.' Athena sighed.

'Maybe you two should spend some time together,' She suggested. Artemis and Aphrodite looked at her like she was crazy. 'No? Why!' Artemis yelled. A thunderclap sounded, and Zeus appeared behind his daughters and Aphrodite. 'Because that's a great idea. Artemis, Aphrodite, get out to New York, or wherever we are now. I'll see you back at around... Eleven P.M.'

'Dad! why...'

'Because I said so. Bye, Bye, girls!' Artemis and Aphrodite disappeared. Athena and Zeus stayed behind, in Aphrodites' gorgeous garden. 'That was a little overboard, father. Also, why were you listening to our conversations?' Athena asked. She put her hands on her hips. Zeus shrugged.

'I was bored. Bye, Athena.' He left without saying another word.

Artemis and Aphrodite appeared in the middle of Central Park. Artemis stayed down on the grass, while Aphrodite quickly jumped up. 'Eh!' She ran back to the pavement. 'Artemis! Get up! I am not going to walk around with someone with grass-stains on her clothes!' Artemis got up extremely slowly. 'Alright, Alright,' She muttered, as she walked to the pavement. 'What?' she asked, when she realised Aphrodite was staring at her. 'Artemis, darling, that really won't do.' Artemis raised her right eyebrow. 'What won't do?'

'Those clothes. Come.'

Aphrodite grabbed Artemis' arm, and tried to pull her along. Yet, Artemis' arm slipped out of her hands, and the goddess of the hunt stayed where she was. 'I am not going clothes shopping.' Aphrodite rolled her eyes. 'Come on.'

'No.' Aphrodite grabbed Artemis' shoulders, and tried to push her along. It did not work; the constant archery-practise gave Artemis huge muscles. Aphrodite sighed dramatically. 'We can go to some National Park after this,' she muttered. Artemis pursed her lips.

'Hm... alright. Yet, then you need knew clothes as well,' she said, while shrugging. 'Something to properly walk in.' Artemis' eyes glided over Aphrodites' high heels, and her mini-skirt. The love goddess grinded her teeth. 'Alright, then,' She muttered.

They entered a shoppings-street, with a lot of different stores. Artemis wanted to go into a camping store, with clothes that are handy for the forest, but Artemis pulled her into some high-fashion store. She looked around for six seconds, and declared: 'No way.' Aphrodite nodded.

'Oh yes,' she said. 'They have the cutest shoes in here.' Artemis looked disgusted.

'"Cute Shoes" is synonomephs for "Shoes that are impossible to walk on,"' She replied. Aphrodite rolled her eyes, picked the younger goddess up from the ground, and carried her to the second floor. She dropped her on the floor in front of a bunch of ankle boots. 'Look, Artemis, they look good. You look taller. Lovers like it.' Artemis stared at her.

'How did you?..' Aphrodite rolled her eyes.

'What makes you think I do not work out? I have muscles, too.' She grabbed a pair of ankle boots. 'Try these.' Artemis looked at them like it was bowl of dog food.

'Alright. Yet, no lovers. You know that.' Aphrodite did not reply (She still thought it was ridiculous that Artemis did not even think about romance). Artemis put the small boots on, and stood up. 'Happy?' Aphrodite clacked with her tongue.

'Almost. Wait right here.' Artemis tried to protest, but Aphrodite had already ran away. She sat down on a random loveseat. She muttered some not so nice things about Zeus, Aphrodite and Athena. Deciding that Aphrodite would take some time to pick clothes out, she decided to take a small nap right there.

After an hour, Aphrodite came back to Artemis sleeping on the loveseat. She threw a pair of jeans at her. 'Wake up. Here, fit these, they go well with your shoes and posture.' Artemis looked at the jeans. 'They are too low-waisted. I am not wearing that.' Aphrodite rolled her eyes.

'I already thought you would say that. Here is a skirt. Put it on.' Artemis looked around. Aphrodite almost growled. 'We can also go to the Bra-section, so we know for sure that there are no men around. Artemis shot her a dirty look, but walked into the fitting-room. She came out with the skirt on; and even she had to agree that it looked good. Aphrodite clapped in her hands. 'Perfect! Let me just...' Artemis sighed deeply.

'No. We haven't had breakfast yet. We have new clothes so you do not try to constantly say "She doesn't know me." Now let's get something to eat.' Aphrodite rolled her eyes, but she didn't complain. She had to agree that she was also pretty hungry, after her chique breakfast got interrupted.

'Let's go get some wafels,' Artemis said. She was distracted by the new skirt and boots; they were pretty uncomfortable, at least to someone who usually did not wear very fancy things (It just isn't very comfortable in the forest). Aphrodite gave her a weird look. 'Gross. Can we not get a breakfast with champagne and omelets?'

'On the middle of the street?' Artemis asked. Aphrodite looked around.

'Mortals do not have that? There is a place to get them on the market of Olympus.'

'I do not know about other countries, but I do not think they have champagne and Omelets in food carts.' Aphrodite rolled her eyes.

'Waffles, then, but do not think I like it.' Artemis rolled her eyes.

'Sure, you do not. Yet, there is a food cart over there, with waffles. And we can get tea or coffee from Starbucks, if your majesty think that is passable.' Aphrodite shrugged.

'It is fine, and I did notice that Sarcasm, you little...' Artemis put her hand on Aphrodite's mouth before she could say anything else. 'Shh.' She turned to the woman behind the cart. 'A waffle with whip cream and strawberries for me. What do you want... Alana?' She said. Aphrodite gave her grin. 'For me a waffle with Chocolate, marshmallows and fresh melon, please.'

'Um, Ma'am, we are out of melon. Sorry,' The woman answered. Aphrodite fluttered with her eyelashes.

'Are you sure, sweetie? I think you might be able to get something. There is a shop right over there...' Aphrodite pointed at a store a few metres away. The woman blushed as red as a heart filled with valentines chocolates. 'Ui Chan Do that, Ma'am,' She managed to say. She walked over to the store. Artemis turned to Aphrodite.

'What was that?'

'I did not even enchant her. I just flirted with her and she got all flustered.' Aphrodite shrugged in a manner that can only be described as sarcastic, even if that sounds weird and makes your loving narrator seem like someone who can only write sentences that sound good without said sentences meaning anything. Artemis clenched her jaw. 'Oh, sure, because that wasn't what you wanted to happen at all, of course.' Aphrodite clenched her fists.

'Say, missy-know-it-all, are you going to be like this the entire day?' Artemis folded her arms in front of her chest. 'Says the person who immediately wanted to buy new clothes, because she did not want to be seen with someone with a few minor grass-stains.' Aphrodite scoffed. 'Say, we need to be together for almost thirteen hours to come,' Artemis continued, 'Maybe we should try to understand each other?' Aphrodite scoffed again.

'Sure, girl who spits on everything I stand for,' She replied. Artemis laughed sarcastically.

'Says who exactly?' Aphrodite wanted to say something not so nice back, but the girl came back with melon. 'Sorry for the wait, ma'am. I'll start making your waffles!' The girl begun to make waffles that looked so good that even Aphrodite started water mouthing. She put the ingrediënts on them, and handed them to the ladies. 'Here you go!' Aphrodite put twenty dollars on the counter. 'Keep the change,' she said as she took a bite of waffle. The girl stared at the money. 'Th-thanks!' She blurted out. Aphrodite smiled and winked.

'Bye, sweetie!' she said. She walked away with Artemis, who kept inside all of the not so nice things she thought of and just rolled her eyes. 'Poor girl.' Aphrodite rolled her eyes

'I left her my Phone number.' Artemis felt a giggle rise up in her. It felt weird.

'Lets just get coffee.' Aphrodite nodded.

'Yeah, I want coffee too.' They did not talk while walking to the nearest Starbucks (They are everywhere, so finding one was easy), partly because they did not want to, partly because they were eating waffles. They finished their waffles before they got into the Starbucks. When they stepped inside, both women, at the same time, stopped walking when they saw that there was no line. Aphrodite clapped in her hands. 'It is a world wonder!' she squealed.

Artemis nodded. 'It really is.' They walked up to the counter. There was a twenty-something dude standing at the coffee machine. He got visibly nervous when he saw Aphrodite. 'Uh, hello, ladies. What do you two want?' he asked. Aphrodite looked at the menu, trying to figure out what she wanted. Artemis immediately said: One coffee with sugar, milk, whip cream and honey.' The boy started to get her the coffee, while Aphrodite didn't really listen to what she had just said.

'For me a coffee with sugar, milk, whip cream and Honey! She eventually said. The man laughed. 'You two are sisters, aren't you? Ordering the same coffee doesn't just happen to anyone!' He laughed about his own joke.

But Artemis and Aphrodite didn't laugh. They turned their heads to each other, surprised and weirded-out. They silently paid for their coffees, and sat down at a table in the corner (All gods did that. That way they could see everyone in the room at all times). 'So. Why do you order a sweet coffee?' Artemis asked Aphrodite. Aphrodite shrugged.

'Because I can. And I don't like bitter things.' A small smirk appeared on her face. 'And neither do you, apparently. Not as tough as you appear, eh?' Artemis shot her an angry look, but nodded. 'I guess. I just do not like very black coffee in the morning. It is better in the afternoon.' Aphrodite nodded. 'It is! You know, Athena drinks a pot of pure black coffee in the morning.' Artemis gasped. 'Really? That would explain a lot.' Aphrodite nodded.

'Yes. She drinks it every morning; I have never seen it without it.' Artemis took a sip of coffee.

'I did. Once, one of her servants overslept, so she could not get coffee on time for a meeting. She talked nonsense during the entire duration of the meeting.' Aphrodite laughed out loud.

'No! For real! Tina? Acting like that?' Artemis nodded.

'Yes.' She sighed. 'If she had not had coffee this morning, we would not be here. Than she would have been to busy with doing other things than look at us fighting.' Artemis wiped her face. 'Thanks for taking the makeup off, by the by.' Aphrodite shrugged.

'No worries.' They kept silent for some time, while they sipped their coffees. 'Say, have you ever heard the story of Hermes singing in the shower?' Artemis shook her head.

'No. Was it another truth or dare?' Aphrodite grinned.

'Let me tell you.'

The women sat in the Starbucks for another two hours, talking about all the stupid things everyone had done. 'So, then, Hypnos falls asleep in my garden, and I have to throw him out of my gate!' Artemis ended. She stretched. 'You really know a lot of gossip,' She said to Aphrodite. The other woman nodded. 'I know. I am worse than your younger brothers, I can promise you that.' Artemis raised an eyebrow. Apollo, Hermes and Dionysus were notorious for knowing (and spreading) dirt about everyone.

Her stomach growled. 'I'm hungry.' Aphrodite sighed.

'There is a salad bar across the street.' Artemis rolled her eyes.

'We would go to the forest. We need something more substantial than just a salad.' Aphrodite twirled a lock of hair around her finger (A man sitting at a table looked like all the blood had rushed to his cheeks). 'What if I get a salad, and you can get what you call "a substantial meal?"' Artemis shrugged. 'Whatever you want.'

At nine P.M., Aphrodite was starving. They just got back into the city, from a hike in Shenandoah National Park. She looked at her clothes. 'Oh, shoot,' she muttered. They were covered in mud and dirt and twigs; probably the result of falling into a puddle. She looked at Artemis, right next to her. She looked happy. Aphrodite? Not so much. 'Artemis,' she whined (She could not help it), 'I am hungry. and look at my clothes!' Artemis rolled her eyes.

'I warned you against both of those things, but missy did not listen,' she answered, catty. Aphrodite pursed her lips. 'So?' Artemis sighed, in the annoyed fashion that mostly teenagers are very good at (Watch any highschool movie and you'll understand what I mean). 'You know what, because we have been in the forest for most of this day, you can pick the restaurant.' Aphrodite's' eyes lit up. 'Really? Great!'

They were on their way again. Aphrodite used some magic to make herself look presentable again. She led Artemis to a restaurant that Artemis did not expect to go to. She had expected something healthy, with low calories, but right now they were standing in front of a restaurant of the kind that serves massive amounts of food, and even larger desserts. She begun watermouthing only by looking at it. Aphrodite pushed her inside.

Artemis ordered massive amounts of food; burgers, fries, everything. Aphrodite only ordered a salad. Artemis rolled her eyes. 'Why? You are a restaurant like this! You already ate a salad!' Aphrodite gave her an angry look. 'Shush.' Artemis gave her a dirty look back, and another one when Aphrodite clearly flirted with the waiter.

For desert, Artemis was full. She only ordered a small cup of coffee. Aphrodite, meanwhile, ordered a huge, chocolate-ty, sugar-filled desert. 'That is terrible meal planning. Deserts don't fill you up.' Aphrodite nodded enthusiastically.

'Right, they do not. So I can get more of it.' Artemis decided not to challenge that.

Instead of picking them up around eleven P.M., Athena landed in front of them at ten P.M. Artemis and Aphrodite were both delighted. 'Yes! Free from this sugar-and-salad-loving nature hater!' Artemis whispered under her breath, remembering that Aphrodite had thrown the wrapper of her Mars-bar on the forest soil (Demeter would be furious). Aphrodite expressed similar feelings about Artemis - something about her spitting on love and fashion.

Athena swallowed. They looked so happy to be free of each other (Fists in the air, doing a little dance) that she did not have the heart to tell them that they were supposed to do it again, next monday, as ordered by Zeus. She was going to need more black coffee for that.