"DIONYSUS" the booming voice of Zeus awoke Mr.D from his mid-day nap. "You are to come to Olympus at 4:30 tomorrow for trial! Ask no questions!" Then the voice of his father faded from his head leaving Dionysus to ponder this command.
"Which of the minor gods will be on trial?" he wondered." What punishment will we vote on? Ahh... well, I guess I'll find out tomorrow now i'd really like to get another nap, hopefully without annoying interruptions!"
Dionysus is just drifting back into sleep as he hears the low rumble of thunder in the distance. He has an uncomfortable nagging feeling but it doesn't disrupt his nap.
Little did he know that his instincts should not be nagging feeling was the real reason for the next days council. Dionysus had done something very wrong, even by greek god standards. He disobeyed his own father, the lord of the universe. At least he intended to be disobedient and would have drank his forbidden wine if not for Chirons interference. However this little incident did not even occur to arrogant Dionysus. He had no idea what was coming.
At 4:25 the next day Zeus, in his navy blue pinstripe suit, sits on his throne awaiting the arrival of the other gods and goddesses.
The first to enter the long, gleaming hall of thrones is Hera, dressed in a golden skirt and jacket. She looks with concealed intrest around the newly designed throne room.
"Well" she says grudgingly," I guess Athenas little half-blood did an OK job." Hera takes her seat next to her husband.
As each of the gods and goddesses start to file in the hall is filled with the sound of appreciation and wonder as they see Annabeths handiwork.
"She's done a marvelous job!" Aphrodite exclaims,"Athena you should be so proud!"
Yes, yes well done for a human." Hephestus agrees. And the compliments and excitment fill the hall for awhile as everyone takes their Dionysus strolls in and saunters over to his chair. Just as he is about to sit down, his chair disappears and he lands on his butt.
"Hey!" he exclaimed "I was going to sit there!" All of the other gods began to laugh and giggle. "Stop laughing!" Dionysus roars now that his pride hurts as much as his rear end.