Aphrodite called her son Eros. 'Thank Hermes for modern technology. She reminded herself.
"Yes, Mother?" asked Eros, pretty sure it was somebody Aphrodite wanted him to shoot.
"Thalia Grace is annoying me. She hasn't fallen in love with anyone since Luke. Shoot her. Make her in love with that Leo kid."
"Mother, I don't think she liked Luke like that. Besides, she's a Hunter. She's not supposed to be in love."
"Percy and Annabeth are engaged and she hasn't found a soul mate yet. It's annoying me." Eros sighed.
Thalia couldn't understand. Why was she fantasizing of that ridiculous Hephaestus kid Leo? She didn't much like the kid.
They were in cabin Eight. Artemis was hunting some creature.
Thalia groaned.
"What's wrong." Asked one of the hunters.
"Nothing. " She lied.
She waited until the other huntresses were asleep and then snuck off to the Hephaestus cabin.
Leo wondered why she wanted to see him.
'Maybe she's come around.' He thought hopefully.
The two talked. What they talked about? Who knows? All that was remembered by either of them was the kiss, fiery and passionate is was.
Artemis wasn't stupid. She knew when a hunter broke their vow. She was angry. Those stupid demigod boys.
'Keep your hands off my Hunters' she thought.
She went to see who it was, mad that she was being pulled away from her godly duties.
To her surprise, it was her lieutenant Thalia. Not wanting the girl to realize she was here, Artemis silently cursed the girl firstborn son to die as a baby. She had the power to do this and more, but she was feeling oddly pitiful today.
Aphrodite and Eros, relieved that they hadn't gotten Thalia or Leo killed by doing this, laughed side-by –side in Aphrodite's palace, watching the TV yet again. Aphrodite stopped laughing suddenly.
"OMG! That poor baby. What's going to happen to it? Surely Artemis has some gruesome death planned for it. "
"Hush, Mother. They, and the baby will be fine. Maybe they'll have all girls, or no kids at all."
"You better be right, Eros, or I swear…"
"Wow, you're starting to sound like a mortal parent." Eros commented.
"Whatever. Just, go see your father. And please son, go through the back door. You know how my husband hates your guts. "
"Oh, is he coming over today?" Eros said, surprised.
"Aphrodite!" the voice of a auburn-haired, silver-eyed goddess hollered from the back door.
"On the other hand," said Aphrodite. "Go through the front. He never comes home anyway. Always working at his stupid forge. "