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THREE

"DID YOU HEAR ABOUT what Zeus's ex girlfriend's best friend's cousin's brother in laws's babysitter's tailor's butcher's sister's wedding planner's uncle's ex wife's niece did?" Hera gasped, herself and Persephone were stood in the door frame leading to outside, they had said bye to each other multiple times before this however, more important topics than departure kept on arising.

"No? What did she do now? Last time I heard about her, she got eloped to some merchant from Turkey."

"Oh they divorced a long time ago. She offered to be Aphrodite's surrogate."

"Her and Hephaestus are surrogating? That's a surprise."

"The even bigger surprise," she paused, she looked around the vicinity to check no one was listening but brought Persephone closer anyway, "it's not Hephaestus." She whispered in her ear. Persephone gasped and stumbled back, her hand over her mouth.

"You don't mean-?"

"I do. I've told Hephaestus that he should leave her but he's not listening."

Persephone shook her head, "he would never. He loves her too much." The two women stood in a very brief silence before Persephone started up again, "it's a shame you and Zeus haven't had any children." She sighed giving a small smile, whether it was sympathetic or polite was uncertain.

Hera hummed in agreement, her eyes not quite focused on Persephone, "about that, I have something to tell you-"

Hera was cut off by a thunderous bellow erupting from the living room. The walls felt as if they shook. The women were too. They exchanged a series of worried glances before silently agreeing to investigate.

Upon entering the living room, they came faced to face with a bruised and bloody Poseidon, a bloody knuckled Zeus and a Hades. Who was eating an orange due to his complete faith in his philosophy of 'health comes first.'

"I don't know what games you're trying to play; but do not come into my house and accuse my wife of shit you don't have evidence for, ever again." Zeus threatened. Poseidon chuckled and got himself off the floor, wiping his bloody nose on his sleeve and muttered something in Zeus's ear. What was said isn't clear but what was clear, was the fact that Zeus did not appreciate it. His jaw clenched and his eyes were locked on his brother for a heated moment.

His eyes suddenly looked to Hera, she stood rooted to the ground; her eyes not meeting his. His jaw softened and he sighed, he made his way over to her. There was a shift in the atmosphere, it went from awkwardly cold to awkwardly warm. He tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and delicately kissed her cheek. Without another word, he left the room. All that was heard was the thumping coming from the stair case, a door slamming and a lock clicking.

The room fell into silence once more before Persephone, of course, broke it.

"Hey babe, don't we need to pick Cerberus up from the doggy care? Which is on the other side of town so if we don't leave now we will get late." She stated, giving her husband an extremely pointed look.

"Ah yes. The doggy care. How could I forget?" Hades followed a long conveniently forgetting to put any emotion in his voice. Arising from his place on the sofa and following his wife out the room. Arguably, a faint "you could've at least tried," could be heard.

Alas there were two, Poseidon was currently treating his wounds with a bag of frozen peas when he decided, he too, should leave. He came close to Hera and untucked the piece of hair Zeus previously tucked. "You look better like this." He remarked calmly, he put the peas on the coffee table that was in the centre of the room and left. Hera let go of the breath she seemed to have been holding and sighed, before tucking the strand of hair back again.

*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*

The time was 11:38 pm and Hera was thinking. She thought long and hard about her possible options. Could she abort? It was definitely an option however, herself and Zeus had talked about having a child for a very long time. Perhaps this was meant to be theirs? But he would know the child isn't his.

12:26 and Hera was still thinking. Her mug of tea was long gone when she came to the conclusion that there was only one thing to do.

Fuck Zeus.

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