Snippet #2199614

The moments that Artemis read Persephone's reply of 'sorry' she knew she may have just walked into some kind of trouble. A moment later, Demeter confirmed it with voicing her complete dislike towards Hades. Artemis knew who her aunt was talking about even without the mentioning of his name. Hades had always been a sore topic for the elder god, in fact in all her years Artemis had never heard Demeter udder a single kind, or even neutral, sentiment about the god of the Underworld. Artemis understood of course, who would like the man that took away their precious daughter, but one would think that her hatred would lessen over the millennia that had passed. Then again, Artemis wasn't one to criticize when it came to holding grudges.

She noticed Demeter take out her phone and flip it open. All but two-seconds later, the angry voice of Hades was put on speakerphone. “You fucking bitch; if you hadn’t been blessed by The Fates to give birth to the love of my life, and if said love didn’t give two shits about your existence, I would have had your ass rotting in a garden somewhere long ago. You keep finding men for her, and I’ll keep dusting them. She won’t blame me. She’ll blame you. After all, she knows me quite well. She knows that I’ll fuck up any asshole that dare touches, looks, or even speaks her name. You’re killing them not me. Don’t think that you’re safe behind your fucking ward. I may not be able to see her, touch her, talk to her, and hear her sweet, sexy-fucking-voice, but I can see, touch, and talk to YOU bitch! You know what I’m gonna do? Let me tell you what I’m gonna do when she comes back here since I know that you’re always interested in what goes down in The Underground. When it’s my turn to have her, I’m gonna strip her naked—literally rip her fucking clothes off like an excited boy does a Christmas gift, and I’m going to bend her over and…”

Artemis tried to keep a straight face, but despite her best efforts she could do nothing except close her eyes and shake her head slightly. Her face, by now, was completely red. By the end of Hades rant, Artemis was soundly mortified. Being a virgin goddess, Artemis had never been…intimate with a man. Well, besides Orion and that hadn't gone very far before his untimely death.

The smack that seemed to echo throughout the small shop caused the young goddess to look up. It was quite evident by the look of things that Demeter had just hit her daughter. Artemis still remained quiet, but she felt very awkward to be there at that point.

"I think...I need to spend some time by myself for a change. I need time to think. Artemis, will you join me?" Eagerly the brunette hopped off the counter and followed her cousin out of the shop. Before exiting she gave her aunt a departing nod, her face straight and not showing any really emotion.

They walked for a while in silence. Artemis had never had a fight with her own mother and wasn't sure what she could, or rather should, say to ease Persephone. "So…" She said as she moved closer to the blonde woman. "Are you really flexible enough to do all those things Hades mentioned?" Defaulting to teasing was always a distraction and hopefully the subject change would get a laugh out of Persephone, take her mind away from the fight for just a little while.