I went to dinner hours later. I'll admit it, my older brother sometimes freaks me out. He is sooooooo old though. I mean technically I am too but at least I act young. I mean seriously who doesnt know how to text?!
Anyway as I walked down to the kitchen my hope flickerd. Maybe he would let me go. After all the last time I went up was a couple thousand centuries ago, it had been a fairly long time.
Dinner went by slowly until finally Persone spoke up. "So I hear Pursades wants to go to the Upper World." Dang it Persone!
"No," Hades said as he took another fork full of pomegranate. It's his favorite fruit.
"Whyyyyy?" I whine. "Because of last time," he said with a glare. "Come on, it was like 3 centuries ago," I snap back. "I think she matured a lot since then," Persone said.
Hades was seilent for a moment. "Alright you can go, if you can get 500 people to sell you their soul in three months. And if you can't you have to help death for another century," Hades said with a smirk. He knew I hated Death. Death was always hitting on me. "Deal," I said, watching the shock come from his face. "Well starting tomorrow you have three months," he said as I stood up to pack. "THREE MONTHS," he screamed as I headed to my room. What have I gotten myself into.....
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Pursades (Slow Updates)
HumorWhat happens when your the less known younger sister of Hades, the lord of the dead. Well you do what any rational immortal would do. You start a Cookie stand, that trades souls for delish cookies. I mean she is very persuasive. Her name is Persades...
