#heraakraia

                  {  ❃  }→;;   Hestia cocked her head. Visitors? She hardly ever got visitors. How odd. "Hello all! I'm Hestia, and I am so happy to have you all here! Warm up by the fire, I assure you that it is nice and warm to keep you happy!" Hestia be quiet about the fire thing, good gods. 

                There stood the young Zodiac, at least compared to his mother--Hera. Stand up straight. Hands folded behind your back neatly. Chin high, expectations low. He could comprehend his mother visiting him--albeit her frantic business,  being the mother, the Goddess of many progenitors.

               He especially made the diurnal time of the works days set aside for his one and only technical mother. He stood, awaiting her elaborate, radiation of a presence bestowed upon him. Thankfully. He even dressed in a black suit with a brown tie. One his mother would appreciate.

        A sharp intake of breath.

Clenched fingers.

        A pause.

A perfectly crafted smile.

       A world of pain hidden behind the mask. 

"Ah, but my dearest Hera! I love you so much! Surely you must be joking!" Though, he highly doubted she was. 

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Zeus sighed. This week had literally been two things: Rude children and rude stars. Everyone had beef to pick with Zeus, huh? Well. That's fine. Zeus was a chipper guy no matter what. So he'd still put on a banging show where greetings were concerned. "Good morning, one and all! You should all feel honored to be in my presence!" Nailed it.