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Chapter One:
So I didn't know my world would be flipped on itself this morning, but hey, we all have new experiences.
If you didn't know (because some people have been living under a rock for their entire life) my name is Poseidon. Yeah, I know, pretty cool, god of the sea, brother of Zeus (I am older, btw) and all around nice guy. And today - oh today - it was AMAZING. Like you cannot go wrong with it. I woke up to the beautiful seas, maybe started a storm or two, had yummy eagle for dinner (THAT WAS BECAUSE ZEUS HAD FISH FOR DINNER AND I CANNOT-). Anyhow, amazing day, until the 12 of us started the Council.
It started OKAY. Ares had burned down a city, Athena had saved the city, Hestia had made a new type of cookie (my future son would like it if it were blue), and Hera had Zeus attend therapy. All around normal day. And then came the letter.
"𓊽𓎬
Osiris and Isis.
Hello, esteemed friends of Olympus! It is I, Osiris, and my beautiful wife, Isis. We bring good tidings. But we have favours that we wish to check in (yes, Bastet does remember lending numerous "hunting cats" to Artemis and her hunters), and we'd like to use them today. Me and my magnificent wife wish to go on vacation. We had just had a blasted time with my brother, Set, and we wish to have a relaxing week without chaos. But in turn this creates a problem; the two youngest deities are Horus and Anubis, will be left unsupervised. So you, Olympians, will be the ones to take care of our lovely children, have a very good week.
PS) Horus has just been crowned king of the gods, so he is cocky.
PSS) if Horus challenges Zeus to a sparring match, please don't accept.
𓊽 𓎬.
"
I flipping gasped.
Chapter 2: Poseidon Is Not Having A Good Time
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So yes, we were having a good time.
A great time. Am awesome time. A splendid time.
But no it wasn't. Because everyone was panicking. Hestia and I were forced to prepare a chamber in Olympus for the two young gods. Why do we even need a chamber for gods? They don't really need to sleep, do they? No, but Hera and Artemis (yes, the protector of young girls, childbirth, etc) said that kids needed to have naps.
They're gods, but okay. I mean, Kronos never did this with me, Hades, Hera, Demeter and Zeus, did he? No, if I can survive, they can.
But apparently they cant. Ugh.
So we finished up.
And came the most adorable little guy ever. And a teenager.
The little one had black curly hair, tan skin, and large dark eyes. His mouth was quirked up into a smile that showed a bit of his teeth, which were pointed and shark. He was wearing a skirt type thing, black again, embroidered with golden stitches. But along his forearm, was a tattoo. A tattoo of a jackal . One of his small hands held a miniature staff.
The elder one had golden skin like Apollo , and blue and black hair braided with golden charms all the way down his back. Bird-like gold eyes that seemed to look right through you. The same skirt thing, this time stark white and gold. His arms and neck was decorated with golden bangles and necklaces. His forearm too had a tattoo, this time of a bird that I cannot name because the skies are not my domain. He looked much more cocky, maybe about 15 years old.
"So you're our babysitters?" Said the elder, "Well, I'm Horus. The god of war, the skies, kingship, and protection. This is my cousin, Anubis."
I was not gonna have a fun time.
Chapter 3: Ammy Was Terrifying
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I'm... I'm sorry. You didn't mean Anubis was the cutest thing ever? Like, the kid was like 7, maybe, but he was just super nice. He also had this very small bundle of something in his backpack... What it was... I don't know.
Horus, on the other hand, had been chilling with Ares, who was honestly trying to bake so he could give Aphrodite some good cupcakes. Anubis, though, was amazing.
He just... Sat next to me and whispered to his backpack. Something like,
"Ammy... You gotta be quiet..."
Kids these days, I guess. Hestia told me sternly that Anubis should take a nap at noon. Which is strange, because Hestia is a virgin goddess, so she wouldn't have children and therefore never know how to take care of them. I voiced this concern. Me, well, I had children. Triton, Orion (do not ask Artemis about him. Artemis is 16 and so that's just a doorway to getting yelled at in teenager), a lot of others I think.
I told her that, also. Hestia looked at me and said, "Did they end up okay?"....
Yeah, my Achilles' heel. (Except Achilles technically doesn't exist yet but like whatever.)
Anubis suddenly jerked next to me. And a strange... Strange... Strange creature came out of his bag.
A baby crocodile-lion-hippo thing sprung from the bag. Anubis looked slightly ashamed.
"Her name's... Ammit... But I call her Ammy... She... She eats the hearts...?" He murmurs, as if I'm going to do an Aphrodite and hit him with my sandle.
"It's okay, bud. You have a pet, I have a pet. We chillin." I say, patting him on the back.
Ammit licked my face.
Yeah, maybe this wouldn't be so bad.