I'm going on a blind date set up by Aphrodite," I whisper to myself, "But it's okay, because She's my grandma and wouldn't make me go with anyone gross or ugly."

I have just left the principia and am a probatio. It's exciting, but knowing I'm not entirely instated kind of bothers me. I am supposed to go up to her temple and that's where… I don't know. That's where she says things will happen. I don't know. I'm nervous and worried.

The hill seems steeper than I remember on field trips here as a kid. Maybe it's just the crushing darkness or my qualms about my date tonight. But I have none on my outfit. Grandma said very dressy. I'm clothed in a long, flowing gold dress I found on my bed this morning. I bought some really nice jewelry off some kid from the Mercury cabin, gold arm and wrist bands and a long belt that's made of coins. I woke up with my hair in a perfect updo, obviously from my grandma.

The temple of Venus is very pretty, but not very large. So you can see how I was surprised when I thought I had scoured the inside looking for anything out of the ordinary when Aphrodite steps out from behind the curtains, clad in an outfit that definitely made it look like she was going on a date herself, the worst part: she looked JUST LIKE MOM.

"Good, you came!" she asseses my outfit. "Perfect. Even better than I had hoped. I'm glad I beat out Jupiter to claim you, pretty one."

"Grandma… who where's my-"

"Oh, don't call me Grandma! How offensive! I'm immortal. You'll die before my life even begins! You can call me… Lady. Yes, that's certainly better. Where were you?"

"Oh, my, uh, date…"

"How silly of me! You two are going as a special favor to me. I've been trying to set up this charming young man for what seems like ages. I'd ask my son Eros to do it, but… He doesn't work well in Roman territory and his Roman counterpart is bedridden with a most awful God Flu… Apollo is at his side, but, still. Anyway, I need you to give him a chance, although I don't know why on earth you wouldn't. His parentage is… complicated at best, and I confess I did have some hand in the fate that befell them. But that aside, there is nothing wrong with him. In fact, I think he's rather handsome, and I don't say that lightly," she says condescendingly. She snaps her fingers and a very disoriented-looking, scared-looking, and VERY cute-looking boy whirls into the temple.

"Harmony Grace, meet Joseph Zhang, son of the Hazel and Frank Zhang, those that should be dead but are not, thanks to love."

What do you think? I put some little romance:)) Shmoozy:) Review for this and my other demigod story!