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This were with Apollo in the next Gods of DC book. The word prompt this week is “lonely”.
Warning - There are adult situations and adult language.**
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Poseidon glanced around the room before continuing. “I think the only ones missing now are Pan and Dionysus, neither of which will be coming, I’m sure. I don’t think I can deal with a bunch of sex-crazed nymphs right now anyway. Let’s get started. I was surveying my kingdom when I got a summons from Apollo. I thought maybe it was finally an invite to go surfing with him and Freddy.” He glared at the two of them. “Instead I found the two of them and a tear in reality large enough to take out a municipal beach in San Diego.”
Artemis sighed dramatically. “And that affects us how?”
Poseidon’s eyes narrowed as he glared at her. “You, of all people, should know, Artemis. You’ve been on the other side of one of those tears. How did it feel to be mortal? You could have died at any second. That was no big deal to you?”
Artemis let go a laugh. Apollo noticed his twin's skin pale a little. “You’re being overdramatic, Uncle.”
“Am I? Enough with the bravado. We’re your family and we all know that your bark is worse than your bite.”
Apollo stepped in before they all witnessed just how vicious his sister’s bite really was. “What can we do, Uncle?”
“We need to find out where these things are coming from. Once we find the source, we’ll shut this shit down. We have practically every natural element represented in this room. If you see anything unusual,report it. I’ll take point on this. I’ll coordinate all information. Find something? Bring it to me. Then as a group of us, we’ll trace it back. Cool?”
Every god, goddess and demigod nodded silently in agreement.
Poseidon gave one last tip of his head in agreement. “Very well. Anyone got anything else?”
“Just conclude this affair so we can go,” Zeus demanded.
“Of course, dearest brother. Class dismissed.”
Zeus stormed past them all as he exited the room. No one missed him ram his shoulder into Freddy in a sign of passive aggressive behavior. The leprechaun growled beneath his breath as he watched the king disappear.
Hera bobbled the glass in her hand for a few seconds before she sat it on the end table and hurried after him on wobbly legs.
Hestia breezed to the center of the room. By the wide gestures she made with her arms, it was obvious that she was trying to lower the thick tension in the room. “I can have a pot of stew on the stove in a matter of moments for those who wish to stay for supper.”
There were murmurs of agreement among them all. Apollo turned towards the door leading out of the sunroom.
Freddy caught his arm with the hand not cradling an infant. “You’re not staying?”
Apollo gave him a small smile. “After this? I really need a drink.”
With a nod, he strolled from the sunroom into the dark corridor, away from the craziness that was his family.