Hades and Persephone

A Second Meeting in the Underworld

The sound of excited barking meant Persephone was finally there. It had been an almost agonising wait, but Friday had arrived.

On the bridge beyond the gate, Hermes sat floating in the air, and Persephone reached up as she tried to hug one of Cerberus' huge heads. Cerberus was panting and wagging his tail, and he licked her from head to toe, leaving her somewhat frazzled. Hermes tried to bat Cerberus away, but Persephone only giggled.

Hades could not help but smile as Persephone started to come his way, Hermes sulking behind. It was impossible not to when she was so beautiful, in her long, fluttering skirt, and the crop top that was tied together in the middle. With every step she took, her chest bounced.

"I don't think she's wearing a bra underneath that," Hecate remarked.

"Hecate, you should not stare like that," Hades said, frowning at her.

"I'm pretty sure she wants us to stare," Hecate said.

"Hecate, it is rude."

"Hades, do you even know how girls work?"

"Hecate, please."

She rolled her eyes, then blew a black bubble in his face, and he only frowned even more. "You really are boring, aren't you? I don't know why I put up—Persephone, darling!"

Ignoring Hades, Hecate strutted straight towards Persephone, who giggled as Hecate kissed her knuckles. Hades only continued to frown. When had the pair of them gotten that close within the past two weeks?

"I didn't expect to see you here," Persephone was saying as she grinned up at Hecate.

"Oh, how could I not come and see how my favourite colourful witch is doing?"

"Witch charm, am I right?" Hermes asked as he sidled up to Hades, hands shoved into his hoodie pockets. "Looks like you got some competition."

"I do not like how you say 'competition'," Hades said, holding out his hand, though he was still watching Persephone and Hecate giggle together. "Phone."

"You want my phone? No way, dude."

"Moros' phone, thank you. It went missing yesterday."

Hermes sighed, pulled a phone out of his pocket, and slapped it into Hades' hand. "I was gonna return it, promise. I only took it because I knew he was psychopomping today too, so I could give it back easy. It's just too tempting to take things that are laying about when you're the god of thieves. It's not like you don't flaunt being the god of riches all the time."

"Go and get your assignment from Thanatos," Hades demanded.

Hermes rolled his eyes, in a much too similar way to how Hecate would, and stretched his arms up behind his head. "All right. All right. Hey, Persi. See ya later."

"See you later," she chirped, and she giggled when he planted a kiss on her forehead as he passed by. Hades, of course, continued to frown. Hecate managed to catch his eye and, from behind Persephone, mouthed 'jerk'.

"It's been so long since we last saw each other!" Persephone said as she skipped over.

"It was only a week ago we ran into each other," Hades said as he blinked back to reality. "A week is—"

"Is not long for an immortal god, I know, I know," she said, rocking back on her heels as she clasped her hands in front of her. "But, as said last week, you're an older immortal god than I am."

"Why must you continue to wound me?" he asked, and she giggled.

Hecate sidled up next, plucking the phone from Hades' hand. "Is that Moros'? Damn that little prick of an Olympian. I knew it was him!"