'Alright, Hermes, I dare you to eat fifty pancakes in a minute!' Aphrodite shouted cheerfully. About half of the Olympians got a grim expression on their face. Those were the ones that had seen Hermes eat pancakes before. They knew you didn't want to see him devour them.

Hermes grinned from ear to ear. 'Of course, Aphrodite!' He said. Aphrodite had a smile on her face, like this was going to be hilarious. It was clear that she expected him to maybe eat one and then the minute was over. A pile of pancakes appeared in the middle of the throne room.

It was horrifying. Absolutely terrible to look at. Within seconds, half of the pile was gone. Apollo, Artemis and Dionysus stared at it with absolutely neutral expressions. They had gotten used to Hermes horrying eating speed. The rest of the Olympians either looked away, or couldn't tear their eyes away from it.

Hermes finished the pile of pancakes in the new record of twenty-eight seconds. He turned to Aphrodite. She had one of her dainty hands in front of her mouth. Her eyes were large. She held up her other hand, got of her throne and slowly walked out of the throne room. The others wanted to do the same, but the excitement of the next truth or dare won it if the fear.

Hermes looked around the room. 'Hm... Zeus!' Zeus almost dropped of his throne.

'I am not doing anything!'

'Hey, if you do not want to play along, then why are you in the throne room?' Hermes asked. Zeus looked around the throne room. It was very clear that nobody was going to take his side and also that everyone really wanted him to either tell an embarrassing secret or do something stupid. He turned towards Hermes.

'Truth or dare?' The trickster god asked with a grin Zeus would love to slap of his face (but he didn't - bad PR and all).

'... Dare,' Zeus muttered. Anything he would have to do would be better than whatever Hermes could ask him. Hermes looked at him with big eyes. 'I dare you to invite Hades to come to Olympus right now, appear in front of him in a purple tutu and sing opera.' Zeus snapped his fingers and disappeared out of the throne room, already thinking up ways to punish that stupid messenger for coming up with such nonsense.

Inside the throne room, everybody either laughed or sighed. Zeus always disappeared whenever it was his turn to tell a truth or do a dare. Hermes, meanwhile, shrugged. he knew that what he had said was dumb, but also that it was funnier to see Zeus teleport away from something stupid than from some serious dare. He turned around on his toes and pointed at Dionysus instead, who suddenly wished that he had listened to Chiron and had helped with the grocery deliveries instead.

'Truth or dare?' Hermes asked.

'... Dare?' Dionysus noticed that he didn't sound very sure of his case. Hermes blinked innocently - which was never a good sign (Never, never a good sign, please remember that, it may save your life).

'I dare you to go to Asgard and fight lady Sif.'

Dionysus narrowed his eyes. '... Why Sif, though? Like, that's so...'

'Will you do it!?' Hermes pressured.

'Yes?' Dionysus gave him a look like that was Obvious.

Yet, halfway over the Bifrost, Dionysus wondered whether this had been such a good idea. Hermes had been the person asking the question - there was definitely something going on with Sif today. Maybe Odin had given her extra powers. Maybe she had drank to much coffee that day and Hermes knew about it. Maybe the norns had appeared in front of her telling her to defeat everyone she met. Dionysus' brain started to work harder and harder as he walked past the houses on Asgard. Maybe she got a new, magic sword. Maybe...

His train of (Not really serious anymore) thoughts was disturbed when Sif jumped around the corner and attacked him with a golden garotte. Dionysus did a few steps back, before making Grape Vines grow in between himself and Sif. He bought himself a few seconds, which he used to run around the house he was standing next to.

Sif noticed what he was doing and ran around the house in the opposite direction. She was prepared to face him. Dionysus was planning on her doing that and managed to think of a confusion hex that sometimes worked on other gods as well (Madness magic is way easier to cast on mortals and demigods than on full gods. Yet, you probably could think of that yourself, otherwise Dionysus would be head god in charge).

He was in luck and managed to confuse her for a few seconds. Yet, Sif knew who she was dealing with and managed to put her arms out before the confusion hit her, causing Dionysus' left hand to get stuck in the garotte. The god of wine managed to weasel his hand partly out of the rope before she snapped out of it.

'Boring,' Aphrodite muttered, up on Olympus. Poseidon rolled his eyes.

'She's right. This is just an average sunday on the main square. Why would I spend time watching it for fun?'

Hermes yawned. He had told Sif that he would let somebody go up to Asgard and that he would pay her fifty dollars if she attacked them, because it would be funny, but he didn't think it would take so long (The whole of two minutes at that point). He shrugged. 'Well, I'll just keep this one screen with them broadcasted on it. I have four back-up screens to broadcast other dares. Let's continue. Apollo, you're it!' Hermes darted back to his chair. Apollo's eyes lit up.

He hopped off of his throne. Getting to ask somebody truth or dare and not having to do a truth or dare himself? The dream! He looked around the room. 'Oh, Athena! Truth Or Dare?' Athena looked at him like an angry cat looks at a laser pointer. She had never done a truth or dare before. The other gods knew better then to ask her. She shook her hair over her shoulder.

'Truth.' Athena straightened her shoulders. Apollo looked at the ceiling, seemingly thinking deeply about what kind of question to ask her. 'Athena?'

Athena felt doubt enter her mind, which she really wasn't used to. 'Spill, Apollo.'

'Is it, by any chance, true that you had a fling with Ada Lovelance?' he asked. Athena turned as red as a tomato. 'Why... how... why would you think that?' She sputtered. Apollo pursed his lips and slowly shook his head. 'It's called truth, Athena...' Athena jumped up from her throne (Both Demeter and Artemis couldn't help but back away a few centimetres).

She stumbled to her feet and started to power walk towards the entrance of the throne room. 'Alright, alright, it is true.' She turned even redder than before.

'And... I have something important to do. In Slovenia.' She disappeared before anybody else could argue against that. When she was gone, it was silent for a few seconds. Softly, Hermes started clapping. The rest of the throne room started softly clapping along, so that the clapping got louder and louder, until it sounded like a small thunderstorm was happening in the throne room (Only a small one. There were three Olympians currently gone, after all).

Apollo made a few bows, acting like he didn't manipulate the gods a little to get the applause out of the,. 'Thank you, thank you! Now. Athena has walked away, therefore I believe she has forfeited her chance to continue the game. Therefore, I will...'

At that moment, Athena came tumbling back into the room. 'Oh! And, Apollo, Truth or dare?' Apollo was speechless for a moment. 'Wait, isn't that...'

'Come, come, I haven't got all day!' Athena answered.

Apollo realised that the other Olympians were staring at them. He wasn't going to get out of this. 'Eh... Dare?' It seemed safer to him. He knew Athena knew he stole Ares' rubber duck once and that that would have consequences if said out loud. So...

'I dare you to steal Ares rubber duck out of his palace... again.' Apollo felt like slapping her, but angering both Athena and Ares at the same time wasn't a good idea. He had only one choice now. He ran out of the throne room like there was no tomorrow, to Ares castle, closely followed by Ares himself, ready to protect his rubber ducky. Athena looked around the throne room, with not many gods remaining now, shook her hair over her shoulder and vanished again, back to Slovenia.

Apollo ran through Ares' hallways. He had never noticed how many weapons there were laying around Ares castle until he tripped over a few spears and almost landed in a pile of swords. He heard Ares get closer and decided to try out his luck by staying on the floor. Luck was with him that day and Ares ran past him. Apollo got up again and ran back into the hallway. He knew Ares kept his Rubber Ducky in his bedroom, right next to his bed.

Ares was in his bedroom, next to his rubber duck. He couldn't let Apollo snatch it no matter the cost. He looked at his duck for a full five minutes, making sure it didn't disappear. For a second, he looked out of his palace' window. When he turned back to his ducky, it was gone.

He jumped up and screamed with anger (His servants felt their hearts drop. One woman ducked under the kitchen table). Meanwhile, Apollo slithered out of the room as a beam of sunlight. He beamed back into his own palace, with the rubber duck. He threw the first closet he saw open and stuffed the duck in between three boxes of dried flowers. While he changed into a bird and flew out of the palace, he tried not to think of his special polar bear plush, that he got from a very special boyfriend, and what Ares could do with it if he found it.

Of course, the gods didn't wait for Ares and Apollo to be done. They had continued and Hera had decided she had the right to ask somebody Truth or Dare. 'So, Hermes, truth or dare?' She asked. Hermes swallowed. Usually, he wasn't afraid to do any truth or dare the other gods threw at him, but Hera? That was something else. She could ask distructive truth or dares.

'Truth,' he eventually chose. Hera took a deep breath. Truth? Hermes? She thought not. Yet, she had a question ready: 'Well, truthfully tell me how many times you lied during Truth or dare?' Hermes knew that couldn't be it. There must be something to that ask.

'Eh... A few times, maybe?' Hera grinned like a madwoman.

'That is against the rules. Didn't we say that if you lied during Truth you had to go and help a random other person? And couldn't other gods decide which person that is?' She turned her head towards the big screen that was still broadcasting Dionysus and Sifs' fight. Hermes took a deep breath and got of the throne. It wasn't the worst thing he ever did.

'How could you take nothing more than fifty bucks to try and attack me!? Where is your pride!' Dionysus yelled from the rooftop of somebody's house.

'Ha! You're a fool if you think this is about the fifty quid, Dionysus!' Sif yelled back, from the city wall of Asgard (There was not really anything behind it. They had a wall for the aesthetic).

'Oh? Is this about nothing but violence? My oh my, where is the world going...' Dionysus sniffed dramatically. Sif whipped her hair out of her face, equally dramatic.

'It is about the principal of it, Dionysus. Other gods cannot just trespass onto Asgard. Somebody has to get them out of here!'

'That is Heimdals job! Since when do you need to pick up other people's jobs to get by?' Dionysus pouted. Sif pulled a shiny sword she shouldn't own out of glamour.

'Seeing as how you are here, Heimdall failed. Somebody has to pick up the slack!' She answered. She jumped onto the rooftop Dionysus was standing on as well. 'And I do not fail!' Dionysus jumped back and made Grapevines appear out of nowhere, so that the roof he was standing on broke (Note to self: Write apology letter, he thought, knowing he would immediately forget it).

Hermes walked over the Bifrost. He really wasn't feeling like this today, but most of the other Olympians were supervising him - he couldn't chicken out. He waved at Heimdall when he walked past. The gatekeeper of Asgard didn't even care - Olympians running over the bridge was not threatening and he considered it Odin's problem.

Hermes heard the other gods before he saw them. 'Sif, this is against so, so many rules!'

'What rules are there in love and war, Dionysus?' he heard her answer. Hermes sighed deeply. He had completely disregarded Dionysus and Sifs' flair for the dramatic when giving this dare. Maybe this had been a bad idea. He decided that he would call off the game as soon as he was back in Olympus.

He stopped walking when he saw Sif and Dionysus, who had gotten off of the roof (because there was no longer any roof to stand on) and were now both standing on the city wall. And with standing, I mean they were just standing, not fighting.

'Is this what you do, though?' Sif asked. 'Just run into other pantheons and fight?'

'It isn't of free will, Sif. I would never do that. That would be too mean to Frigg, who will probably have to put out the fire.' Sif accidently pulled another golden strand of hair out of her head.

'Who is forcing you, Dionysus? You are an Olympian god. Is it Zeus? Because then...'

'Hermes... I am bound to fight by ancient laws of...'

'Truth or dare,' Sif finished for him. Out of nowhere, she suddenly looked sympathetic. 'Oh, man, I once had to go to Helheim and tell Hela that her realm had the worst ventilation I had ever seen. She got so angry... You cannot imagine...' Sif sunk to the ground.

Dionysus shrugged. 'This isn't the worst thing I have ever done. I once was gone for ten years when there was a dare!'

Sif shivered. 'Oh, horrible... I once went to a swamp. The smell didn't get out of my hair for days...'

This was the moment Hermes decided to interfere. 'Hey! Hey! Dio! Do you need help!?' he yelled. Dionysus looked down from the city wall. 'No, but like even if I did I wouldn't have accepted it from you.'

'Ouch.'

'Yeah that hurts. How far are they?'

'I am going to call it off. Can you tell me I helped out a lot so I don't break rules?'

Dionysus thought about that for four really painful seconds. 'If you take the blame for the house over there,' he said, while pointing at the house with the destroyed roof. Hermes swallowed. Was it worth it?

'Alright then, but you won't be spared during the next truth or dare!' Hermes answered. He turned around, and disappeared back to Olympus, knowing that it would be a matter of minutes before he would be running over the world, away from whoever that house was.