Disclaimer: I do not own Greek Mythology. I also ran out of funny disclaimers.

The Curse of the Raging Baboon:

Athena tried to warn her, "Duck!" Which by the way, you should never yell out in a crowd of idiots and hippies.

"Where?" Hermes asked looking around.

"What kind?" Demeter asked between scratching her multiple rashes.

By the time Athena could explain it was too late. Artemis had been hit and proceeded to make out passionately with a very surprised Poseidon. Zeus shot him a thumbs up and Apollo fainted.

Five minutes later Prometheus butted in, "Okay Artemis you can stop now." She reluctantly sat back down, pouting. Prometheus shook his head, "I'm going to get some coffee." Then he left the room. Big mistake.

Poseidon gasped, "Air!" Then he scratched the back of his head and looked confused, "Don't you think the plan went too far Artemis?"

Artemis just giggled but Athena narrowed her eyes suspiciously, "And what plan would that be?"

Her tone should have set off a lot of alarm bells in his brain but unfortunately it was still suffering from oxygen deprivation, "The one where the little known Olympians would start a big mess and get famous from it."

Athena gripped the Spin the Bottle bottle in her hands threateningly, "Who was in on this plan."

Poseidon realized he was in mortal peril and started to stammer, "I don't know nothing!"

Athena slammed the end of the bottle hard on one of the mess hall tables breaking of the back end and leaving her with a jagged weapon, "Number one, you used a double negative and your sentence was translated into I do know something. Now if you do know something you better tell me right now!"

Hermes hid behind a chair, "Scary war goddess." He blubbered.

Poseidon started to bite his nails nervously, "Um…" He looked at Athena's enraged face and did the math in his mind. An angry goddess of war who had never really liked him plus a broken bottle as a weapon equals pain. He decided he'd better talk, "Well Demeter was in on it, I was, Hera was, Dionysus was, and of course Artemis was because she thought of it. Please don't kill me!"

Demeter shook her fist, "Rotten little squealer!"

Athena turned to Artemis, "How much do you remember of this plan?"

Artemis batted her eyelashes, 'I don't remember anything except being totally in love with that irresistible hunk of man."

"The one curled up in the fetal position sucking his thumb?" Athena asked skeptically. Something didn't add up. Namely that arrow.

Artemis frowned a bit, "Well he looked better in my dreams of our wedding."

Aphrodite clutched her hands together, "That is so sweet."

"I know. I created it." Said a voice. Suddenly a really short flying teenager appeared out of nowhere.

Athena groaned, "Eros! I should have known!"

Eros turned to Aphrodite, "Mommy!"

"Son!" Aphrodite squealed. They hugged and Aphrodite pinched his cheeks, "Have you and Psyche broken up yet? I'm telling you that girl is no good."

Ares looked at Aphrodite surprised, "Wait. How old are you?"

Aphrodite held up her hands in a 'duh' gesture, "Teen pregnancy is no laughing matter."

Prometheus took this inopportune moment to return with his coffee. He studied the scene in front of him. Hermes still cowering behind a chair, Poseidon crying silently in the corner and Ares and Aphrodite talking about child support checks.

He blinked once. Then twice. He took a deep breath, "You're all disqualified!" He announced.

Zeus frowned, "Why?"

Prometheus picked the first thing that came to mind, "Athena broke the sacred Spin the Bottle bottle." Then he got a great idea for a new activity. He sat down in a chair and shook his head sadly, "I was hoping it wouldn't come to this. But the curse is now upon us, scratch that, upon you."

"How stupid do you think we are?" Athena asked.

Prometheus looked from Hermes to Poseidon to Demeter, "Let's just say the average isn't good. Anyway, the curse clearly states that anyone who gets disqualified will, in the next few days, get a visit from…DEATH!"

Everyone jumped. "Does anyone have a pair of clean underwear?" Hermes asked whispering.

Eros laughed nervously, "Better be going now." Then he disappeared. Hera shook her head, "Why don't I remember anything that happened today?

Artemis looked puzzled, "And why am I chewing gum?"

Prometheus ignored their questions and continued chanting, "You are cursed with the curse of the Raging Baboon. One of you will not be here much longer."

AN: Where am I going with this? Wouldn't you like to know? And yes Athena is goddess of war. Not battle strategy. Though she's good at that.