Well during the first POV of Hades I said his eyes were black, I think. Then I changed it to green then black again. His eye color is now officially dark green. I'm thinking of redoing some of the chapters.

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Hades POV

We quickly got up and moved to the kitchen with Persephone leading the way. We finally made it to a table near some Laz-E Boys and quickly sat down. She then told me to stay where I was and ran out of the room.

This had to be the stupidest thing that I ever done. Yet being with her made it the most exciting thing that has ever happened to me; aside from being crowned king of the Underworld. I quickly returned my attention to the already back and speaking Persephone.

"-Did you get that?" She asked. I stared at her blankly.

"What?" I said after several seconds.

She rolled her eyes at me and pointed at already drawn blueprints and spy gear. The whole scene would have been comical if I wasn't the confused victim here.

"Run that by me again?"

She gave me an annoyed look and crossed her arms.

"And here I thought you were smart when you reek of a low attention span. Tsk, tsk Hades. For shame." She said teasingly, waving her finger. I groaned.

Clementia must have been watching from her pedestal because Persephone seemed to be blessed with mercy.

"Fine, I'll explain it again but you better be listening." She warned. I grinned.

"I promise." I said and crossed my heart. She suddenly took a sharp intake of breath and I looked at her confused.

"Are you okay?" I asked her. She finally returned to her normal self and proceeded to explain to me what we were going to do.

"I'm fine. So this is how we are going to do this. You go over to Hermes and tell him that he has to send a message to the mechanical chef saying Zeus wants roasted lamb for dinner. I'll tell Iris that she needs to deliver a message to the kitchen saying that Hera wants lean salmon for dinner. We then lock the door and let love take over." She smiled triumphantly.

"But there are a few drawbacks. Iris is way too old for Hermes and they can use their powers to escape. Plus, there is no way in the whole entire universe that will imply that I delivered a message from my most hated brother. It just isn't done." I growled.

Persephone just smiled. She clearly either ignored my tone or she just needs hearing aids.

"I KNEW you were going to say that! First of all, Iris may be a few hundred years older than Hermes but she looks exactly like an eighteen year-old! Secondly, Hermes looks like he's nineteen, duh! Thirdly, I already have some gear to deflect their powers. AND, to solve the little I'm-not-going-to-do-whatever-Zeus-wants-me-to-do problem that you have, you can just act mad or tell him Zeus threatened you."

"And, where did you get this gear from?"

"I got it from Hephaestus. That guy REALLY needs to divorce Aphrodite and marry another goddess."

I grinned at her and grabbed some of her gear. After a few minutes of trying to place them on the wall, I began to ask where each of them went. She quickly began to point at the designated stations and finally we were in the hall installing the gadgetry upon the door.

"I think that's it." I said.

"Thank goodness. I can't believe I had all that gear. I'm tired." She yawned.

"Tired?! You're TIRED!? I was the one who put all those things up!" I growled.

"I'm TIRED!" She said smiling. Tauntingly. Testing me.

"Oh, yea? What about now?"

"Wha-"

I pounced and gently landed on top of her, my legs on either side of her body. I then began tickling her savagely, laughter erupting and rippling out into the air.

"Fine I'm not- (laughter)-tired! (laughter) I'M NOT TIRED!!! (even more laughter) Let go! Can't! Breathe! (laughter)"

"What did you say?" I asked.

"I'M NOT TIRED! (laughter)" She yelled out.

I let her go, a bit reluctantly I might add. What? Isn't that dangerous thinking, involving yourself with a woman? I shook my head and gazed on Persephone. She looked at me questioningly and I smiled, my fang sticking out. Then she pounced and started to tickle me.

"So, you think I'm going to let you get away with that, huh? Next time, try to run away."

I should now add that I have only been tickled once by my mother when I was smaller and since I was smaller, my laughter sounded more baby-ish than my voice now.

"STOP (laughter)! I'M SORRY! (laughter) I'M SORRY!!!" I was surprised at the sound of my laughter and would have paused if she wasn't attacking me.

"I'm sorry, I didn't quite get that."

"I'M SORRY!!!" I yelled.

"That's better. Now say 'Persephone, I am sorry for tickling you'."

"PERSEPHONE, (laughter) I AM (laughter) SORRY (laughter) FOR TICKLING (laughter) YOU!"

"Good. Now say, 'Persephone, you are my true queen'."

"WHAT? (laughter)"

"Just say it or-" She began tickling me even more ferociously.

"FINE, FINE! (laughter) PERSEPHONE (laughter) YOU (laughter) ARE (laughter) MY TRUE QUEEN (laughter)."

"Huh?"

"STOP!!! (laughter) I CA- (laughter) -N'T BREATHE!!!!!!" I yelled and the kitchen shook.

Persephone stopped and listened if any one was coming. An expensive picture fell on the floor.

"Shoot. They're BOTH coming! Quick, to the wall next to the door!"

"What?"

She clapped her hand on my mouth.

"Shh! When they run through the door and the center of the kitchen we can creep out of the kitchen and lock them in."

"Wouldn't it be easier if I just put my helmet on so we can both be invisible?" I asked.

"NOW you tell me!?" She stared at me and slapped her head.

"Hey, I WAS going to tell you but you started tickling me." I said and poked her shoulder firmly but softly.

"Well, I wouldn't have tickled you if you didn't tickle ME!" She poked me.

"Oh yea? You were the one who obviously wanted me to do something to you." I poked her.

"Me? Are you sure you're not talking about someone else Hades? Th-"

"Shh! I can hear Iris coming! Let me just turn on my helmet."

"I didn't see a-"

I grabbed her and held her close to my chest which helped muffle her voice.

"Persephone? Are you in there?" Asked a very drowsy sounding angel. She walked into the kitchen, rubbing her head, and began stretching her arms and wings. Iris was clothed in some casual ripped jeans and a form fitting white T-shirt with a black colored peace sign and some black converses. She flew up to the ceiling and seemed to resume to sleep on a lounge chair that was perched above a window. Weird.

At this point I looked down at Persephone and lifted her head gently. She seemed to be-wait- BLUSHING? I smiled and pointed at my head. She seemed to understand what I meant to say and I heard her thoughts rushing into my head.

Okay, Iris is here so, where's Hermes? Persephone asked.

He's coming right now. I replied.

True to my prediction, Hermes ran in like a bolt of lightning, making marks on the floor. In his hand he held his i-pod with a song still playing. He wore a white colored shirt with a few buttons down to show his chest and washed out jeans. On his feet were his trademark sandols.

"WHAT HAPPENED?" He yelled. Everything seemed to go fast.

Iris woke up and fell off the lounge; anger in her light green colored eyes. She recovered in mid-fall and circled the entire dark orange kitchen (which is HUGE!) with her red hair flailing behind her. She swooped down to lock eyes with an awed and scared looking Hermes and plucked off his headphones delicately, somersaulting in the air and making a perfect landing on the floor. She looked at him, judging. I slammed the door.

"What the hell." Iris said and ran to it. I gently picked up Persephone bridal style and carried her to a counter far from Hermes and Iris. Persephone didn't protest.

Wait, we have to be close to them. She said.

Fine. I said and walked to another counter a few yards away from Iris and Hermes. A thought dawned on me.

Are you enjoying this? I asked once I reached a counter.

What if I am? She asked and smiled bashfully into my eyes.

Then I don't mind. I whispered and sat on the counter cross-legged. I gently hoisted Persephone up on my lap and encircled my arms protectively around her. She fit perfectly.

I tried not to notice. We returned our attention to Hermes and Iris.