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III

Poseidon

Just as they walked into the gates of the school, their godly clothes, robes and armour immediately turned into drab, blue and white school uniforms, in small sizes to fit their miniscule kindergarten selves.

"Ugh!" Aphrodite retched, tugging at her checked skirt. "So unfashionable," she despondently tugged at her mousy-brown hair, which fell in wavy lengths.

"So... um... was going in here a good idea?" Demeter asked, twisting a lock of her new strawberry blonde hair. All of their appearances had changed more or less when going through the portal. Hermes' hair was jet black, his skin tanned. Hestia had jet black hair as well, and her eyes were stormy grey. Poseidon took a closer look at Dionysus. Wait- is he albino? Whoa, he is...

"Don't know what you're staring at." Dionysus said blandly to Poseidon. "Not my fault I'm a fricking drunkard." Poseidon quickly turned his gaze to the other members of his group.

Poseidon himself was, in his opinion, better than everyone else with dark brown hair and hazel eyes. Zeus had dark-blonde hair, which was stylish, Poseidon thought jealously, then, but not stylish enough. Amphitrite is staying with me. Anyway, Hera looked fine, with sky-blue eyes and white-blonde hair.

Hephaestus looked way better than he did normally. His crippled legs were hidden inside grey school trousers, and his hair was like Aphrodite's, mousy brown.

Artemis' normally auburn hair had turned white blonde and tied into a ponytail, and she had jade-green eyes. She looked almost identical to Apollo, who had the same hair and eye colour, except his hair was gelled into spikes all over the place. Oh my Zeus, they look like my children with the hair gone all wrong! Poseidon grinned and wondered what would happen when they found out that they were- sorry guys- identical.

He didn't have long to wait.

"Ooh," Ares smirked, "Artemis and Apollo. You guys are identical twinsies!"

Artemis quickly pulled her ponytail down and stared at it for a long while, then looked at Apollo's hair. "Oh my Poseidon... Kill me now."

The comments from the others weren't helping.

"Ooh! You guys look soo cute together!" Aphrodite squealed.

"Yeah, you should wear identical Santa costumes." Hermes joked.

"No, bunny onesies," Hera grinned.

"Yeah, put it there, wife and sis!" Zeus exclaimed.

"Please, give me some peace while I crawl over to that sandpit over there and die." Apollo beseeched the rest of them.

Hestia grabbed him just as he made for the sandpit. "Look, guys, maybe we were meant to go here. It all adds up. The portal conveniently spitting us out in front of the school, us turning into kindergartens, the school uniforms..."

"Hey, it does!" Athena looked thoughtful, then angry. "I'M THE GODDESS OF WISDOM! I'M MEANT TO BE FIGURING THIS OUT! I-"

"Calm down, Athena." Hestia soothed. "You actually led us here."

Athena brightened up. "Hey, that's true! So I'll point this out! Where are our supplies?"

Poseidon stared. "Supplies?"

"Well, duh, this is a school, lowly sea god."

"Excuse me, owl head-"

Bags appeared out of thin air in a heap on the ground in front of them.

"What did I tell you? It all adds up." Hestia said.

"Hey, bags the one with the gardening tools in it!" Demeter dived for the backpack at the very top of the pile.

"Hey, you bagsed the bags! Get it? Anyone," Hermes looked around for anyone who had heard him.

"Dude, horrible joke," Poseidon said.

Hermes simply shrugged and dived for the bag with what Poseidon thought looked like a handy pocket for stashing stolen goods.

"Dude," Apollo stared in awe at a flashy, golden shoulder bag with a bow, guitar, Ray-Bans and stickers poking out from a pocket.

"Stickers?" Hera asked, shouldering a rucksack that suited her.

"Not just any stickers, my friend and aunt, sacred golden cow stickers! Like my sacred cows!" Apollo quickly hid them from Hermes, who had commited sacred-golden-cow theft before. Artemis found a shimmery silver shoulder bag and used it to whack her brother.

"Hey, Dionysus!" Poseidon found a leopard-patterned bag with a BPA-free bottle full of Pinot Noir and picked it up. "Catch!" He soon found one for himself with a stylish wave pattern on it.

A bell rang.

"Umm..." Poseidon said, "What do we do now?"

"Wait for her to come." Hephaestus pointed to a woman who was walking towards them.

"Quickly, look presentable! Into a line!" Athena hissed.

"Why?" Zeus queried.

"It gives a good first impression." Athena muttered back. The gods and goddesses quickly shuffled into a 'presentable' queue.

"So, you're the new kindies?" The woman had arrived, and was sizing them up. Dionysus's white hair and wine bottle caught her eye. "Holy-" She caught herself before foul language could spill out of her mouth.

Dionysus seemed oblivious to this. Demeter was just staring, like What the Hades?

The woman shook her head, composing herself. "Never mind, come along to your classroom. My name's Mrs. Dogson, -"

Hera sniggered. "Mrs. Dogson?"

"And I will be one of your teachers, along with Mrs. Tomato."

Athena raised her eyebrows.

"I assume that you've already met the principal, Mr. BerrieBob."

It was all that Poseidon could do not to explode in laughter. He nudged Hermes, who grinned in response.

"Well, come along, let's go to the classroom now." Mrs. Dogson turned.

"Excuse me, Mrs. Dogson?" Apollo flashed the most persuasive winning smile that he could muster.

"Yes?"

"Where exactly are we?"

Mrs. Dogson stared at them as though they were crazy. "Why, Greek Gods Public School of course. Didn't you read the sign?" She beckoned for them to follow her into a corridor.

"Nice name," Hephaestus muttered, and they set off.