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Basorexia (n.)
The overwhelming desire to kiss"Of course he's hot he's the sun god," I retort.
"That's not what I meant."
"Little sister!" Apollo all but screamed. If his teeth were any whiter he could've blinded us without the sun car, and the mf was bright.
"What's up? You never call. You never write. I was getting worried!"
Apollo complained placing a hand on his hip.Artemis sighed. "I'm fine, Apollo. And I am not your little sister."
"Hey, I was born first."
"We're twins! How many millennia do we have to argue-"
Apollo apparently didn't care how many millennia they argue.
"So what's up?" he interrupted. "Got the girls with you, I see. You all need some tips on archery?" His raised his eyebrow at Artemis like it was an inside joke or something.
Artemis grit her teeth. "I need a favor. I have some hunting to do,alone . I need you to take my
companions to Camp Half-Blood.""Sure, sis!" Then he raised his hands in a stop everything gesture. "I feel a haiku coming on."
The Hunters all groaned. It appeared they'd met Apollo before and didn't like his Haiku's.
He cleared his throat and held up one hand dramatically, like an orchestra instructor.
"Green grass breaks through snow.
Artemis pleads for my help.
I am so cool."He grinned at us, waiting for applause.
I raised an eyebrow
"My Japanese ancestors would not be happy with you" I grummbled, all he did in return is raise his eyebrows like saying 'which ones this one again?'
"That last line was only four syllables," Artemis retorted.
Apollo frowned. "Was it?"
"Yes. What about I am so big-headed?"
"No, no, that's six syllables. Hmm." He started muttering to himself not registering what she had said.
A female with long dark braided hair turned to the group.
"Lord Apollo has been going through this haiku phase ever since he visited
Japan.""As a person with Japanese ancestors, I am not impressed"
I whispered to Nico who giggled in return, I was glad I could make him laugh.
"Tis not as bad as the time he visited Limerick." The girl continued, "If I'd had to hear one more poem that started with,
Thereonce was a goddess from Sparta -"
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