I'm sorry I took so long to update! Right after I posted the 15th chapter I started a new semester at school and I've been so busy. So, feel free to yell at me. Anyways, this chapter will be super long to make up for the wait.

I hope you enjoy!

Hermes' POV

Apollo finished whispering the dare to me and I nodded, feeling kind of nervous but excited too.

"Alright," Zeus said, clapping his hands together and standing up. "We're about half-way through this rotation so how about we take a break?"

Several gods nodded, seeming eager to get out of there. Huh, you would think they hate truth or dare or something.

"Hermes," Apollo whispered to me as I was heading out. "Now would be the perfect time to complete the dares."

It would, wouldn't it? I gave him a thumbs up and materialized back into my house. So, here's the deal: Apollo gave me three gods I need to prank, each in the specific way he gave me.

Sounds easy enough.

"If I don't immortally embarrass myself first," I thought. Although I love pranks (I practically invented them), these pranks seemed more embarrassing for me than the actual gods I was pranking.

"What's this about being embarrassed?" Martha asked me, peeking her head out of my pocket. Another snake head joined her.

"Yeah, this wouldn't have to do with the dare Apollo gave you?" George asked me. Instead of responding, I walked over to one of my drawers and pulled out some markers. George continued to pry. "Speaking of the dare, we didn't get to hear it. You mind telling us—"

"George!" Martha scolded.

"What?" George asked.

"It's not nice to pry. I'm sure Hermes would tell us if he wanted too." Martha said.

"But we have the right to know, don't we? After all, we are his snakes—"

"Please be quiet," I grumbled out loud. I then began to get ready for the first prank.

"Erm, Hermes, what are you doing?" George asked me.

"George!" Martha scolded again.

"It's alright," I told her. Then I replied to George. "I'm getting ready for the prank."

"Prank? I thought you were suppose to be doing a dare!" George said with accusation.

Oh brother.

"The dare was to pull off a prank," I replied. "Three actually."

"What kind of dare is that?" George asked. "You'll be pulling off pranks anyways."

I shoved the caduceus deeper into my pocket, not wanting to listen to them. Alright, the first one I'm going to prank is Artemis.

I sighed.

This won't be pretty.

Artemis's POV

I materialized back into my tent where my hunters had set up camp.

Finally, I get a break from all that insanity.

"Lady Artemis?" I heard a voice call out from outside the tent. I smiled.

"You may enter lieutenant," I said. Thalia came in and bowed formally.

"You have returned my lady?" She asked. I nodded in reply.

"Yes, but just for lunch I am afraid," I replied, apologetically.

"I understand, my lady," Thalia replied. Then she got an impish smile. "So, how insufferable were the boys?"

"They were pretty bad," I said, absent mindedly twiddling with my bow. "Ares has become a brony."

Thalia's nose wrinkled in disgust.

"A brony?" She asked. I nodded solemnly. Thalia made a gagging noise. "Gross! My little pony is disgusting."

"That's probably why it appeals to so many males," I said.

"Yeah, but still..." Thalia shuddered. "Anyways, should I tell the others of your arrival?"

"Of course," I said, standing up. "Let's go see them together. It's been a while since I've seen my sisters and I've missed them."

So, my lieutenant and I went out to see our sisters-in-arms. Lunch went by pretty well. We all told jokes, shared stories and discussed the pitiful existence of males. We had a blast.

"And Queen Hera actually asked me to compliment boys," I said in a 'can you believe that?' tone.

"She wanted you to compliment a boy?" Jazmin, one of our newer recruits, asked in total disbelief.

"Not a boy, just the male species in general," I replied, taking a bite out of one of the recent kills.

Phoebe made a face.

"Yeah, but that's just as bad," Phoebe said. She's right of course.

"What did you say?" Mira asked. All the hunters leaned forward, anxious to hear how I got out of that mess. I simply shrugged.

"I told them that boys work with what they have," I replied.

"Eh... I guess that's okay," Mira said. Thalia shook her head.

"I think you're giving boys too much credit," Thalia said, smirking.

"I really didn't have much to say. I had to compliment boys, no matter how hard it was," I paused. "And it was really hard."

"I KNOW! Boys are, like, so lame!"

In a matter of seconds, my hunters and I had all turned towards the voice that had spoken, arrows notched in our bows. Let me just tell you, we were met with a sorry sight.

It was Hermes. Or, at least, I think it was. He was wearing a sparkly pink dress that looked like a Halloween costume a 6-year-old girl would wear. On top of his head was a curly, lopsided wig. His face was the worst part. His lips were bright red and his eyelids had a baby blue eye shadow on them. Honestly, his make-up was so bad you would think that he drew it on with a marker.

"Hermes, what are you doing?" I asked.

"My name isn't Hermes," Hermes said in a high, ridiculous voice, as if he was under the impression that that's how girls sound like. "I'm... uh... Bertha!"

Silence.

"Bertha?" I asked. Was that really the best he could come up with?

"That's right! My name is Bertha," Hermes said with a bit more confidence. Then he let out the stupidest laugh. "He, he, he!"

"He dare insult women with this display?!" Phoebe said.

"I agree," I said, walking up closer to Hermes, my bow in hand. "You better leave now, before I lose my patience."

"B-But," I could tell he was getting nervous. "Don't you welcome all girls into the hunt?"

"Hermes, your not a girl." I said with growing annoyance.

"It's Bertha, actually," Hermes corrected me. I felt my cheeks burning.

"I don't care. Get out of my camp!" I shouted. He cringed a little.

"Please let me stay! Ever since my boyfriend... er, Paul— yeah, that's it!— Paul, broke up with me, I've been broken and I don't know what to do!"

"Herm— Bertha, I'm afraid there is no room left in the Hunters," I lied. "Now, if that is all, you should go ahead and leave."

Hermes held up his pointer finger and I noticed for the first time that he had actually colored them with a pink marker. Ew.

"Actually, there is just one more thing," Hermes said. Then he pointed to Thalia. "Apollo says hello."

Thalia's cheeks flushed with embarrassment while I felt my own flushing in anger. How dare he!?

"That's it!" I growled, aiming my bow. "Hunters, get ready!"

Hermes face took on a panicked look.

Wait—!" He shouted, in his normal voice, dropping the whole guise. He should've thought about doing that earlier, but it's too late now!

"Fire!" I shouted. Hermes squealed.

Zeus' POV

Hera and I sat at a table at the outdoor diner overlooking the mortal world. I've always enjoyed being up near the sky. Overlooking the world now, I can feel some of the air spirits rush past me, blowing my hair back. I took a deep breath and released it. This was one of the few moments where I actually felt calm. Most of the time, with my destructive nature, I had a bunch of pent of energy just waiting to be released. It was one of the reason I lost my temper so easily.

"Zeus, what do you want to eat?" Hera asked, sounding a bit irked. She's probably been trying to ask me for a while but I've haven't been paying attention.

"Sweet tea and the Ambrosia Sandwich Delight." I replied. I handed her the menu and she handed it to Deipneus (god of meals), who's been standing there for I don't know how long. After he had left, Hera gave me a look and shook her head.

"Honestly Zeus, you need to get your head out of the clouds," Hera muttered in annoyance. My eyebrows narrowed ever-so-slightly but not out of anger.

"Was that suppose to be a joke?" I asked. Hera just pouted in frustration.

"Dad!" I heard Hermes shout. I turned my head... and dropped my jaw.

There was a moment of awkward silence between us, as no one was sure what to say. After a while, I finally spoke.

"...What happened to you?" I asked. He had marker smeared all over his face like wet make-up and he was wearing some sort of sparkly dress that was impaled with a bunch of holes.

"Long story," Hermes said hastily, handing me a note. "You have a message from Enyalius."

Enyalius was a minor god of war and he took care of training the younger gods in the art of fighting and I helped sometimes. I tore open the envelope and pulled out the letter. It went like this:

Zeus,

I need help with the younger gods later today but not in the way you probably assume.

You see, tomorrow I'm training especially young gods (all less then a year old) and they don't know what "sex" is. I thought you could come over and give them The Talk.

I stopped reading the letter at this point. He wants me to do what?! I should probably mention that gods physically become adults within the day they are born, so a year for us is like them mentally being in their young teens.

I know this is a bit of an odd request but I really need help. You know I don't teach kids this stuff and I assumed you would be the best person to give The Talk.

Why? Because I'm a womanizer?

Because you are a womanizer. You've probably had plenty of experience with women.

Of course.

Class starts at noon. If your answer is yes, you need only show up. You don't have to stay there for the whole time, you only need to stay there as long as it takes. If you say yes, I would appreciate it.

—Enyalius

Noon tomorrow, huh? I looked up at Apollo's car in the sky and sighed.

"Well, why not?" I thought. "All gods deserve to know what sex is."

Still, something about this just didn't seem right. Enyalius was awfully polite in his letter.

I shook my head. It's probably nothing.

Right?

Hermes' POV

I hope dad doesn't destroy me when he figures out the letter was fake.

I had traded out Enyalius original letter that had asked Zeus to help train the younger gods with the letter that asked help with "The Talk". I was rather proud of myself for coming up with that trick.

2. Trick Zeus into giving The Talk— Check.

Now, for the last prank. It was rather easy and I could already tell it was going to be my favorite. A lot better than Number 1: Try to join the Hunters.

I shuddered.

I was never going to do that again.

I walked into a house without even knocking and closed the door behind me. It's not like the gods inside cared or even noticed. They had just finished watching an episode of my little pony. I walked over to a karaoke machine in the room and turned it on. I tapped the mike.

"Excuse me! Can have your attention?" I asked, holding the mike in front of my mouth. They all turned to look at me, except for my soon-to-be-victum, Uncle Hades. He was crouched up on the floor in a fetal position.

"I would like to dedicate this song to my favorite uncle... Hades!" I said with a lot of grandeur. He gave me a murderous glare. I tried not to cringe.

After coughing into the mike, I began to sing.

"My Little Pony, My Little Pony, Ah Aah Aah Aah!"

Hades eyes widened.

"No," he muttered. Then shouted, "NOOOOOO!"

"My Little Pony!" I continued singing. "I used to wonder what friendship could beeeeeee..."

Hades began to wail and squeeze himself into a tighter ball.

"My Little Pony!" I repeated. Then I said, "Everyone, feel free to sing with me if you know the song!"

"Until you shared all its magic with me!" I sang but this time I was joined by everyone omit my suffering uncle.

"Big adventure, tons of fun! A beautiful heart, faithful and strong!"

"Sharing kindness, it's an easy feat!"

"And magic makes it all compleeeeete!"

I began to dance.

"Yeah, My Little Pony! Do you know you're all my very best..."

We all held up our arms and sang:

"Frieeeeennnnddd!"

After we had finished singing, I looked down at Uncle Hades to see how mortified he was.

He wasn't mortified.

In fact, he looked furious.

"So... did you like my song?" I asked. He looked up at me and glowered.

"Did I like it?" Hades asked, his eyes flashing with a rage that I can only assume he had gotten from Kronos. He slowly rose to his feet and glared at me. The other gods in the room suddenly realized how angry the Lord of the Dead was and their happy smiles finally melted off their faces. They backed up, leaving me at the mercy of my enraged uncle.

"You don't need to tell me how you felt, really!" I said backing away from him. He came walking up to me slowly.

"Oh, but I insist! After all, you were so kind to me." Hades hissed. Oh, crap!

Something tells me his wrath will be worse than the Hunters.

Well that's the end of that chapter! So sorry it wasn't amazing enough to make up for the wait but I just really wanted to get it up.

Also, I have a question: Do you want to see Zeus give The Talk or not?

If not, he can always figure out the trick before the time(he still has a day). Or, he doesn't figure out and he ends up embarrassing himself.

You guys can choose.

Anyways, please review.