Ch 1: Supremely Pissed
The twelve Olympian Gods (along with Hades and Hestia) were having their usual gathering to discuss important worldly matters. Like always, the meeting room became chaotic as soon as all the Gods were present.
Zeus and Hera sat in the middle of the table arguing about the amount of women Zeus flirted with within that week.
On the right side of couple, Athena and Poseidon stood nose-to-nose shouting verbal insults and name-calling at each other whereas Artemis kept shooting silver arrows while chasing her twin brother Apollo and his partner-in-crime Hermes.
At the far left of the table Ares and Hephaestus kept sending death glares at each other whilst staying near Aphrodite, and Hades, Persephone, and Demeter were having a heated discussion about…cereals. Hestia witnessed the Gods' and Goddesses' childish antics in a silent but clearly amused manner.
Surprisingly, Aphrodite wasn't too keen on gushing about the rivalry between her husband Hephaestus and her lover Ares; instead, she was thinking of one Percy Jackson and his beloved love interest: Annabeth Chase.
The goddess was dying to know of his and Annabeth's romantic progress and if both Demigods have started dating already.
She magically pulls out a pink mirror from her non-existent pocket and stares at it intently. The mirror then showed a pink marbled room – which she named the "Matchmaking Room" – full of stings of different colors: golden yellow for the gods, silver for the demigods and plain black for the mortals.
She flicked the mirror again until it focused on the silver strings and squinted to look for the slightly golden one. Since Percy practically plunged in the river Styx, it made him sort-ofimmortal. When she saw it, no words could describe how angry the Goddess of Love felt at that moment.
Aphrodite produced a dark aura after discovering that no string had attached to Percy's yet. She gritted her teeth and found the gesture uncomforting so she decided to take the anger and frustration on something else aside from the now-broken pink mirror she held on awhile ago.
Unfortunately that 'something else' happened to be the council's grand table itself.
Aphrodite angrily flipped the gigantic marbled table, effectively destroying it in the process and earned the immediate attention of all the Olympians present.
Thirteen pairs of wide eyes stared at her in shock since it was the first time she ever showed physical capability.
The goddess uncharacteristically huffed, sent a 'don't-you-dare-follow-me' look to Ares and glared at the rest like it was their entire fault that Percabeth still hasn't dated yet before power walking towards the exit.
As soon as the doors were slammed close, the gods looked at each other and shrugged; chaos then resuming like nothing had happened.
