Word Count (for drabble only): 463 words
Sixth Prompt: Desk
Zeus stopped in the doorway, staring in horror at the stack of papers on his desk.
It must have been a mile high, the way it was all laid in one neat column. The documents, no doubt, filled with grievance, annoyances ,and complaints filed by gods against each other. Unfortunately, it was his duty as king to settle their various disputes. A task he never enjoyed.
With a resigned sigh, the sky god settled himself into his chair, straight-backed. He slowly made his way through each letter, cringing at their blandness and convolution. With the exception of Apollo, who somehow always found the time to be overly artistic and verbatious. He sighed.
Sometimes, he wondered if declaring himself king hadn't been such a good idea. While all the other gods ran about, prancing through wilderness or annoying the mortals, he was always in here,running Olympus so it would stay afloat. It wasn't easy, with so many conflicting opinions and ideas, all meshing themselves together in a salad of godly interests. If only they could behave like a melting plot, and unify to some degree. It was through these experiences Zeus had discovered the true time for compromise: later.
Honestly, was it really such a surprise he needed a little stress release every so often? He wouldn't have to bother with those other women if Hera wasn't such a pain to behold. All she did was add more stress to his life, pestering him to death about how he should and shouldn't act. Like he didn't get enough of that from everybody else.
I'm sorry, how long have I been running the world? Yeah, that's right. And you? Didn't think so.
He'd worked hard for his power, so he wasn't about to give it up without a fight. But at the same time, it was a fight not to give it up. As Zeus slowly moved through the immortals' various issues, he felt a yawn stretch across his face. He didn't have to sleep to live, but mortal's didn't need sight to survive, either.
Oh, how he wished he could finish all of this in the morning! Or better, dump his duties on one of the lazier gods, the ones who always criticized him. Let's see if they could do a decent job, much less as good as him!
But unfortuantely, neither thought was an option. He knew there would be an equally high stack of issues piled on his desk the next day, and the next, and the next.
He rubbed his eyes. Better to crunch down while people were being quiet. At least they didn't give him problems to solve when they were asleep...
A/Ns: Got bored, finished homework early, so here we are again. I don't know why i never use this opprotunity for other challenges. God knows I'm entered in enough of them. Maybe this one is easier?
Anyway, every day of the week is inspiration for this one. I also think this drabble could go for Reyna, maybe even more so for her.
Anyway, it's late, and my dad really wants me to log off now, so...
Hope you enjoyed, please review, and I'll see you on the far side!