"But you have no power here!" Remulus cackles. His hand raised as his legs dangled bonelessly beneath him. "I'll tease you until you surrender!"
Athena facepalms, "Are you done?"
"Yup, you should've known better." Remulus then feels the bones in his legs mend. He sits back down. "Fortunately for you, we need to talk about something more important."
He winces. "Ow... wait, I have to put a piece in." He holds his leg up, a small spike protruding on his leg. "Ah! There it is." He pushes it back into a hole, putting it in like a puzzle. "There it is."
Before Athena could even ask, Hermes appears beside them. "Well, you seem to have gotten excited?" He wiggles his eyebrows. "Got too eager underneath the table? Heh! Didn't know you had it in you, sis!"
Remulus chuckles. "Aren't you here to take our orders?"
"Oh shit, right! So what do you guys want to have?" His hand moves, a pen and paper on hand.
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Vlad puts on earphones till a screech bursts from Asmodeus, "Move closer! I need to hear them! What the fuck are they talking about!?"
Vlad winces in pain, feeling his eardrums heal as he whispers back. "Could you shut up!? Calm the hell down! And if I move any closer. Remulus is going to see me!"
"Use some kind of magic! Go invisible! You're the Lord of the Night, for fuck's sake."
"Lord of the Night.... Do you see a night here? Everything here is opposite of me."
"Do something or I'll type 'I'll miss you' on your phone."
Vlad hisses, "Don't you dare."
"Oh, I will." The phone beeps in her hand. "You know what? Maybe a call would be better." She hacks and coughs for a bit till she whispers, "Oh, Angeline! I miss you so much! Please come back!"
Vlad just sat there rigid, the voice ringing from his ear eerily similar to his own. He bites his hand. "How are you doing this? You're not supposed to have magic!"
"Oh my, I don't need it. Sooooooooo. Just sit beside them and let me hear what that hussy is doing to my dearest!" Asmodeus screeches from behind the door.
Vlad stand up, "Fine, fine." He closes the mic. "Psycho bitch."
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"Is that Vlad?" Athena raises an eyebrow.
Remulus nods, never once looking back. "Oh, yeah. Definitely. No one else is so covered head to toe in black, then is stupid enough to go to a beach."
"I see, then I'm assuming Asmodeus is still staying at your home? The home where my daughter is currently staying at?" Athena glares at him.
"Yes. Actually, they've gotten closer than ever!" Remulus remarks, smiling at the thought.
"And you don't think there's anything wrong with that? A demoness whose entire thing is seducing unfortunate souls. Now stays beside my child."
"Our child, actually." Remulus remarks. "And… I don't think…. Is that Apollo?" He points to the stage, a man standing on it, mic on hand.
Athena snap her eyes to the figure as he flinches, turning his eyes away from her as he winks. "Ladies and Gentlemen, let me sing for you in this bright and sunny morning."
He spins, giving them all a charming smile. A lyre appearing on his hand. "Let me treat you all to a beautiful love song for a beautiful day."
He strings forth his hand, and the mortals were listening were then treated to the warmest melody, a tune that drowns every other, as a voice flow out of his smile.
They were all now captured by the God of Music's entrancing melody.
Remulus puts his hand under his chin, a smile on his face. "You know, as annoying as he is, he certainly knows how to perform. Even now, his music is still something else."
Hundreds of roses fall from above them, swaying by the wind as Arthur winces. "You know, they didn't think this through, since I could feel the thorns."
He turns to Athena. "Don't you think so? Athena?"
Her faces have burst into flames. Blood rising to her face as she sputters, her mind grinding to a halt. "How.... What? When? How did he even know?"
"Athena? Are you alright?" Remulus speaks, hands over her face. Because he was sure that there was no way Athena would ever get a fever.
She squeals, flinching back. "Eep, back off!"
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"That hussy! I'm going to murder her!" Asmodeus screams, alone in her room as she bodyslams a pillow to her bed. "Gaaaah! That bitch!"
Vlad rolls his eyes as he hides in the shade. "Will you calm down? Nothing is even happening. He's just worried about her."
"Bullshit! She's acting all cute and pretty! But I know what she's doing. She's using his weakness to cute girls and acting all embarrassed!"
He chuckles. "There's no way he'll fall for something. This is Remulus we're talking about."
"You fucking idiot! That's how we got together! I was red, shivering from the cold. He hugged me and I got all touchy then boom! I fucked him!" Asmodeus screams, her limbs flailing about.
"Holy shit, that was way too much information." Vlad holds his head as he lets out an exasperated sigh. A young man sits in front of him, with long hair draped over his neck. He shoves him a glass.
"Drink! Dionysus' best on the house." Dionysus sits beside him.
Vlad looks at the wine beneath him. "Oh, uh thanks." He puts the cup up to his lips before chuckling, "Its still as good as I remember." He then glances at him. "Why are you guys even here?"
Dionysus shrugs. "It gets boring back at the office. So, what else could we do when Poseidon gave us such an opportunity? Not take it? Ha!"
"I see. That explains it." Vlad nods in understanding. A deity's desire for amusement and entertainment is not something to be underestimated.
"Yup, now we've readied our spells to escape her wrath. Hopefully, we'll have enough time until her rage abates and we don't get sent back to Olympus, by bloody murder."
"....Oh, was it worth it?"
"Oh yeah, definitely." The two of them chuckle at the thought until a loud scream explodes Vlad's eardrums, its voice powerful enough to be heard by the god beside him.
"Why the fuck are they kissing!?"