It was a beautiful day in the underworld.
At least, what you might call a beautiful day.
For Hades it was a beautiful day, he was sitting on his throne, watching how the souls floated towards the beautiful green river of death.
"What a beautiful day for moi! Moi, Hades, God of the Underworld!" he said happily to himself as he ran his hand through the blue fire on his head.
The God of the Underworld just had his eyes shut tight to sleep for a moment, when two strange little creatures rushed into the room.
"Hades, Master!" screamed the thick, pink creature. His tail swished behind him.
Hades sighed deeply and annoyed. "Pain and Panic, what the hell?!"
The green creature looked frantically at him. "Someone's here! Someone's coming across the river Styx!"
Hades sighed again. "That happens every day. Can't you see I'm busy?"
"But Master!" groaned pink creature. "He's not dead!"
Then Hades's eyes opened a little further.
"What did you say?"
"He's coming, master! The undead man!"
"And our ferryman Charon?! Isn't he doing anything to stop him?!"
"N-no master!" Panic responded. "The undead has threatened him.. Err.."
Pain and Panic looked at each other. Pain then whispered:
"The undead has threatened Charon to lick his face if he did not bring him to the other side of the river..."
Hades jumped up.
"That makes no sense! Who is this crazy person?!"
"H-he's a demon, master," said Panic anxious. "A demon from another world!"
Hades looked at the two in horror and then let himself fall into his chair laughing.
"A demon! I will tell you, he will never ever get past my Cerberus. Nobody ever gets past my Cerberus."
Pain and Panic looked at each other and then fled.
Hades shook his head. "Idiots," he muttered.