"What do you mean you're going on a date? With who?" Aphrodite loudly exclaimed in the middle of dinner.

You choked in the middle of sipping your drink, coughing loudly as the other former gods stared at you in awe, confusion, and concern. Hephaestus, your brother swatted your back to help you.

Yes, you, the youngest of the Zeus family nest, were going on a date. A date that was supposed to be kept secret from the rest of the gods. You knew how all of them would react to you going out, especially with being the youngest. Minus hera and Aphrodite, who just had to exclaim it loudly to all.

"You? Going on a date?" Ares scoffed as he teased you. "Who would want to do that?"

"Don't be mean," Athena said, ruffling Ares hair to make the boy scowl. "This is great. Who are you going out with?"

"And most importantly, why?" Apollo asked. "Who said you could go out?"