chaos and control | druig ✔︎

02 | rich

02 | don't go broke 

trying to look rich

2023 - New York

The sun shone down on the penthouse Hestia had been living in for the past 2 weeks. She was laying by the pool, enjoying a book, when she heard her phone go off inside the house. Reluctantly, she stood up, sighed, and walked into the kitchen. Her phone was still going off, meaning that the person on the other side desperately wanted to get a hold of her. She grabbed the phone and answered without looking at the caller.

"Welcome to roadkill diner, you kill 'em, we grill 'em! What can I get started for you?" Hestia was never serious when it came to answering phone calls. Since she had stolen the phone, she had always answered the calls with a different line, and never checked who was calling her, resulting in very confused people and very short conversations.

"Hestia," she heard a woman sigh on the other side, "it's not the time for jokes."

"Sersi!" Hestia perked up, happy to hear from the woman. "Why didn't you call sooner? I was so bored, none of you visited me in, like, a thousand years." She exaggerated, the last time they had seen each other was only 500 years ago.

"I know, and I'm sorry for that, but there's something we need you for." Sersi sounded calm, but Hestia heard the little tremor in her voice and knew something serious had happened.

"So, are you coming to pick me up?" Hestia broke the silence.

"We're coming with Kingo's private jet," Sersi informed her, "we'll see you in a few hours."

"Hold up, Kingo has a private-" But she couldn't finish her sentence.

"Sersi? Did you just hang up on me?" She huffed angrily. "You're not going to get away with that."

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A little later, the sun had cast a shadow over the pool, and Hestia decided to change into more appropriate clothing, seeing as she was still in a bikini. Just three minutes after she had put on a pair of jeans, the doorbell rang. She jumped up from the enormous couch in the living room and went to open the door.

"Hestia?" Sersi stood in front of her, with Ikaris, Sprite and Kingo behind her. Sprite was in awe of the building and looked at Hestia with disbelief.

"You live here? How did you afford this place?" She questioned the other girl.

"Well, you see Sprite, I do live here, though I didn't exactly buy the place." Hestia said with a cheeky smile on her face.

Sersi's eyes widened. "Don't tell me you stole the penthouse."

"I didn't, technically not. The owners are on a month-long trip to some country far away, so I decided to put their house to good use!" She cheerfully clapped her hands together, proud of herself. "I was going to throw a good party tonight, but seeing as you're here, I don't think I'll make it back on time."

The four Eternals didn't know what to say. "Is it okay if I call my friend? I'm gonna have to cancel the party, you know. Oh, we also have to call off the strippers." Hestia asked the group, but no reaction came, so she took that as a yes. She grabbed her phone out of her pocket, quickly dialling her friend's number, who picked up almost as soon as Hestia rang.

"Hey Ry, I'm afraid we can't throw the party tonight. Family issue." She sighed and looked around her, giving a little wave to Kingo. Ryan asked her if he could host the party instead.

"Oh yeah. I'll leave the keys under the mat, but you'll have to clean up the mess afterwards. I don't think I'll be coming back any time soon." She stayed silent for a bit, letting her friend talk, but Sersi pulled her arm and started dragging her along to Kingo's jet.

"Woah! Sorry, I'm being pulled away by an impatient sister." Hestia said, glaring at Sersi and tugging at her arm. "I'll talk to you later, love you." She hung up and felt all eyes on her. Looking at everyone around her, she saw their surprised and slightly confused faces.

"So, are we going or not? I wanna see this private plane of yours Kingo." She walked out in front of them, not before tossing the keys under the doormat and closing the door.