The Fight
"Honey," you pleads to Zeus, "you know how many marriages have been placed worldwide this year? I deserve a raise don't you think? I am the hardest working here, and I am your wife." Her sweetness turns to sternness.
"Oh please, worldwide divorce rates have been at an all-time high, Hera." Athena snaps. "Marriage is dead. What you really should be looking at is the work of humans pursuing the fields of science and technology. With my help, they're just about a few months away from a cure to cancer. Wisdom is clearly at the forefront nowadays."
"Come on, Athena. You're gonna say WISDOM is at the forefront of the human psyche when the United States alone singlehandedly could put an end to the Earth by electing an orange parasitic capitalist leech as their leader? It'd be like if we picked Hades as our Chief of Affairs." Aphrodite says matter-of-factly.
Hades himself looks up from slicing a piece of cake as he hears his name, then continues on with what he's doing. The flowers around where he is standing are slowly wilting, like his gaunt figure.
Aphrodite continues, "Wisdom has clearly gone out the window. It's love that is going to win out. The birth rate has been increasing each year, with over 7 billion humans on planet Earth. That's good-old-fashioned baby-making at its finest. That's all me ladies. Better luck next time"
"You realize that the Earth has reached it's carrying capacity with your 'good old fashioned baby making,' Aphroditzy?" Athena pokes.
"What did you call me, you imp?"
"Oh you heard me. Tell your followers don't forget the latex next time, You're gonna run this planet into the ground. When your main exports are shotgun weddings and gonorrhea, how successful can you really be?"
Hera interjects, "Ladies, please. Control yourselves. You're getting out of hand."
The both turn to her and snap, "SHUT UP, MOM!"
"Oh that does it! You two are going to get a long if it kills me. Women are supposed to be the foundation of all that is right with society. I will not let you jeopardize it!"
"pssh Tell that to all the mortals you knocked down the doors of cause your husband couldn't keep it in his pants. You HATE women." Aphrodite points out.
"She's got a point there," agrees Athena. "Can't argue with that logic."
"Nobody asked you, virgin!" snaps Aphrodite.
"Oh yeah? Well at least I haven't slept with the entire office."
Aphrodite's latest boyfriend Ares, a masculine blonde man with a strong build, makes eye contact with her. His arms are crossed, his rippling biceps would distract anyone. He then turns and punches the nearest man next to him in a fit of rage. He's middle-aged-looking with fish scales around his body. At the time, he is drinking from a small cup of water, and the punch causes him to spit it out...a deluge floods from his mouth, knocking out a few on the other side of the hall.
An all-ou brawl commences. Food is flying. People are flying. One picks up the pig from the dinner table and launches it across the room. The entire room is in a free for all. Hades can be seen making a hasty exit out the back, cake plate in hand.
And there you are...Zeus standing there in awe. You on his left, Loki to his right.
All three of you look on with a blank stare. Zeus' face twitches slightly, an electric spark can be seen popping out from his hair.