I'm so sorry I didn't update for such a long time! I was so busy with school and such. T^T But I'm back, hopefully for a while, wince my break is coming up soon. :)

And because I didn't update for some time, I kinda lost track of the reviews. ^^'

butterflygirly99: Good idea. I missed that, so I'll add in the missing ones in the end. :)

And for this chapter, it's in the nymph's POV or just third person, because it just seems odd to be writing in a god's POV. Mr. D may be OOC.


"The first time, prohibition. Ghastly! Absolutely ten years! The second time—well, she really was pretty, and I couldn't stay away—the second time, he sent me here." – The Lightning Thief pg. 70


I squeaked as I saw the god running behind me. I broke out into a run just like the other nymphs had. Out of all the gods, why did it have to be that drunk god? Or maybe he wasn't drunk and just acted drunk all the time… Who knows?

"Come here sweet Hickory!" he said not even looking at where he was running. He ran into a Greek column.

"I'm not interested!" I yelled back. "And my name's Maple, not Hickory."

Dionysus kept chasing me with his potbelly bouncing up and down. How he ran like that, I don't know. He kept running into columns and gods and other demigods.

I looked ahead, both disgusted and horrified by the person behind me. I ran into the throne room where the Olympian council sat in their meeting.

"Where's Dionysus?" Zeus rumbled.

"Oh, my darling Holly!" Dionysus swooned.

He stopped when all the gods stared down at him who was still in his mortal form. Artemis had an enraged look on her face.

"Maple is a nymph that's off limits," she said clipping off each word with anger.

"I'm disappointed in you," Zeus said. I thought I heard him mumble, "Though I've seen you do some worse things before."

"Hmph!" he said. "Father, you never let me have fun."

"Punishment," he said. "Prohibition for a decade."

"A decade…" Dionysus muttered. "How long is that again?"

"Ten years," Athena said rolling her eyes. "That's like one of the basic of the most basic things. How could you not know?"

"I'm a god! I don't need to know such things! And prohibition? Really? I'm the god of wine, and I'm banned from drinking wine!"

"If you don't stop complaining, it'll be a century," Zeus warned and Dionysus shut up.

I sighed in relief, glad that I was saved.

Dionysus made a glass of wine appear in his hand. He was about to take a sip when Zeus stepped in.

"Prohibition," he said, smoothly replacing his drink with Diet Coke.

"Drat," he muttered. "It was just one cup for Zeus's sake!"

"Don't talk like that with your father in front of you."

Dionysus grumbled and stormed away.

A few weeks later, he was grumbling again and was on the verge of a tantrum.

"I can't live this long without wine!" he protested. "Father, can you please shorten the prohibition?"

"It's been only a few weeks," Ares yawned. "And besides, you're immortal so time should pass quickly."

"For once, that disgraceful son of mine is right," Hera sniffed. "Just drink some do mortal drinks instead. What do they call them—sodas?"

"I tried."

"Well, then become the god of Diet Coke or something!" Zeus said throwing his hands up in the air. "Either way, you're still on prohibition."


"Yes, the prohibition is lifted!" Dionysus cackled in delight. He looked around and saw the nearest person—a pretty nymph with long auburn hair and petite features. "Did you hear that Maple?"

I flinched as he found me again. Why was my luck so rotten? Either Tyche resented me, or Nemesis favored me. I broke out into a run again with him chasing me again just like ten years ago.

"Aw, come on Maple! You could at least say congratulations on surviving ten years without wine!" he said, his arms stretched out.

"Congratulations!" I yelled. "But I'm a maiden, and will always be a maiden, so please go away!"

I stopped by the garden on Olympus and turned into a maple tree with a pop! I watched as Dionysus stumbled around, still looking for me.

"Are you looking for something?" Demeter asked huffily. "I know you're all like on cloud nine, but if there's no reason for you to be here, you need to leave. Oh, and if you're looking for the grapes, they're on the edge of the garden."

"Oh, no," he said sarcastically. "I just happened to look for a runaway nymph."

"That probably didn't want to be with a drunkard like you," Demeter snapped back.

"I'm not drunk! I lived on soda for a decade!"

I turned back into human and went back to running.

"Oh look! Gotta go!" he said when he saw me.

I ran to Zeus's temple and hid behind one of the huge columns. Lightning flashed, showing Dionysus's silhouette in the distance. He ran into the temple calling my name without noticing me. I sighed in relief and slumped down.

"Dionysus, were you chasing that nymph again?" Zeus roared from inside.

"No, Father," he said. "I was just playing tag with her."

I peeked inside and Zeus shook his head. "You should start helping mortals instead of just tearing them down. You were mortal too once you know! Go to Camp Half-Blood and help out."

"What?! That silly little training camp for the wannabes? I'd rather go to Tartarus!" he said waving his hand.

Zeus wasn't listening. "So let's see… Second time offending a nymph… That equals up to a century serving in the camp."

"What?"

"And of course, no alcohol," he added. "Now off you go!"

"I don't want to be running that silly camp!"

"You won't be. Chiron's there too, remember?"

"That old horseman? No way!" he whined.

Zeus waved his hand and Dionysus disappeared with a scream.

"Ah, so I see," Chiron said as Dionysus finished his story. "Well, that's quite… interesting. But please Mr. D, there are some rules to being the director of the camp. There's no harming any of the campers. No alcohol. No bad influences, and so forth."

Mr. D snorted. "So I'm known as Mr. D now? And why are you in a wheelchair?"

"Yes, the campers are quite keen to meet you," Chiron said. "And if you didn't know—and I'm not really surprised since you only read wine magazines—I'm too tall to fit through doors. And it's better for mortals to see me this way."

"Blah, blah, blah," he muttered and stood up. "I can't wait until my punishment is over."