Opposites: A Percy Jackson Fanfic

Hera the Lovesick Puppy

Mount Olympus Throne Room -

Hera skipped into the room with a platter of ambrosia chip cookies in her hands. She squealed in excitement when she saw her gorgeous husband, Hades, sitting in his throne. "Babe!" She yelled, calling for his attention.

Hades looked up and rolled his eyes when he saw his lovesick wife. Why did he marry her again? Probably because she was hot. Especially today. She wore a tight off the shoulder dress that didn't even reach her knees with a peacock design, white stilettos, and a sparkling silver crown she wore proudly. She wore dark blue eye shadow, mahogany lipstick, and a touch of blush. Hades faked a smile and patted his lap. In her excitement, Hera dropped the plate and scurried over to Hades, throwing herself on his lap.

"Hey baby!" Hera cooed.

"My little peacock," Hades said. Hera giggled at her nickname. She ran her fingers through Hades' hair and smirked seductively.

"So honey," Hera said. "Athena, Artemis, Hestia and I are having a girls night tonight. The usual hitting the salon and all. But... I was wondering if you'd like to have dinner afterwards?"

"We'll see," Hades sighed. Hera made a pouty face and nuzzled her face into Hades' neck.

"Please, babe?" She said in a baby voice.

Hades gave in. "Fine. 8 o'clock sharp. Be there or miss out," Hades said stiffly. Hera nodded vigorously. She reluctantly hopped off Hades' lap and blew him a kiss.

"Bye baby! I need to go get ready for our special dinner!" Hera clapped her handsome together excitedly. She scurried away and Hades decided not to tell her that the dinner was 19 hours from now.