Word Count (for drabble only): 391 words.

Third Prompt: Pizza

Also donew for the No Words Competition, also to be found on PJFC.

The sea god reached for his first slice, watching as the cheese stuck to the others. But his choice was law among his food, and the cheese would never be able to object.

Similar to him, in all reality. Poseidon stole a moment to send a glare across the table. His gaze was met with an electric blue; his younger brother was the only other. They watched each other for a long moment. Zeus was the one to break away, but only to grab food for himself. Their silent showdown ended.

The suggestion seemed odd at first. How in Olympus would pizza solve the gods' problems? Zeus had not spoken one word since taking his seat, so Poseidon behaved the same. Stagnant waters through and through. An improvement, in his mind.

As the elder god raised his greasy food, he chanced taking the first bite. The other male observed coldly, then cautiously followed his lead. For once in all eternity, Poseidon was granted first say.

Slowly but surely, he took a breath. At first, he meant to speak. But suddenly, the shaky surface began to give way, so the god released his thoughts, going for a second bite.

Soon enough, their first box was gone, only to be replaced by another. This time, Poseidon cut the food. Because he was so intent at the moment, it wasn't until Zeus reached for his next slice that he discovered any change in the atmosphere. It almost seemed... calm.

It was far too son when the gods reached their final box. It wasn't that their cheese-bread was good: the contents had been waterlogged with cooking grease, and smears of once-canned sauce could be found all over the immortal men. But something about such a casual meal had been enough to keep Poseidon at the table. To mortals, this was such a normal thing to do, so much so it felt alien.

The demigod's suggestion...almost seemed to relax the two of them. Without thinking, he made a move for the last piece.

Another hand was there. It collided with the sea god's, shooting ripples of tension through the condensed area. Poseidon paused, eyes narrowed.

But the opposing hand disappeared, the action accompanied by a small nod. No words and none needed.

The brother took the food with his left hand, and shook with his right.

A/Ns: Hey, fanfic world! Sorry I posted a day later than the competition required. This week was so busy with reviews and everything, I'd almost forgotten.

I'm actually pretty okay with this fic. It's just an easy-going, casual vibe that was kinda hard to incorporate in a godly setting. I could not find a way to make in into Zeus's POV, so we got Poseidon instead. Zeus is still a main character, though, so it fits the requirements of the challenge.

Oh, to answer the guest review: yes. All these drabbles will be about Zeus. He is the character all these drabbles must be centered around.

Thank you for your time and support. I hope some of you have the time to leave a review, and wish me luck with competition scores!

Next Prompt: Morning. (If anyone has a request/suggestion for this, feel free to voice it.)