Percy Jackson was tossed out of Camp Half-Blood after being cheated on, and betrayed by all. No one believed he was innocent. Not a single being. No one.
Not even his father. Sally and Paul were dead, supposedly murdered by him. So the gods voted to...
Love was in the air. I walked in the halls of Olympus, my hair loosely falling down my back in silky curls, wearing a fine dress of silk and satin.
"Lady Aphrodite!" A nymph bowed, and scurried off. I chuckled, my laugh sounding like little bells.
A sudden flash of white light alerted me of another gods' presence. Looking around, I found one furiously flushing Huntress. Deciding that she needed my assistance, I approached.
In a split second, she whirred around to face me, and was snarling. "You dumb goddess! You made me do it! I know you did! You've been influencing me, you little whore. I've had ENOUGH! I do NOT want a love life, so if you could please get that through that your frickin' sku-" Artemis snapped, but I cut her off, clicking my tongue.
"First off dearest, you CANNOT walk around in those hunting clothes. And second of all, what the hell are you talking about?" I chirped. She growled.
"Oh don't tell me you don't know, Aphrodite. I know you wanted me to fall in love. I know you made me kiss him! In front of all of my hunters! I'm a MAIDEN goddess!" She all but screeched. I gasped, placing delicate hands over my pinkish mouth.
"Oh Arty! I would never do that. Silly, I know you're a maiden goddess, and though I may not approve, I respect that. This is entirely YOU!" I said genuinely. I had not messed with her feelings, not now nor never.
Artemis huffed and sulked. "Fine then. I can tell you aren't lying. So then...what came over me?" She asked, almost pleadingly.
"That, my dear girl, was love."
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:|Thalia's POV|:
As soon as Lady Artemis flashed out, I erupted in a fit of giggles, partly at the shocked faces of the hunters, but mostly at Percy's expression. He looked like a lost puppy, and also quite dazed.
Slowly, the corners of Percy's lips began to twitch up into a smile. I grinned in satisfaction. This was exactly what he needed.
"What the hell was that?" Clare muttered from Bessie me, and I turned to face my friend.
"That, Clare, was love."
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