Over the decade, you’ve seen Hera, she’s been strangely hostile towards you, but you didn’t care, she was always angry about something, but since last year, she finally left Zeus completely, leaving the God of the Gods alone.

He hasn’t been sleeping around, very surprising to you, this whole year, he hasn’t been forcing himself on anyone, sleeping around, no women, no men, no animals even.

But you didn’t know that, throughout this year, you’ve revealed your god form, just a simple form, you’re not a god but just a shapeshifter and ever since you’ve down that, you’ve been coincidentally put in many more situations where you needed to transform into that certain form, it was so odd, the form was very soft and welcoming, a God sized you in the skies, but with a soft pink glow, jewels over your neck and pampering your body, you weren’t a very buff man neither, more of a dad bod with hip dips making you look more feminine and comforting, some would argue more inviting than Aphrodite herself. Flowers over you, sprouting when angry or flustered.

Over the times you’ve rested on top of the clouds, you’ve been seeing Zeus watching you, you’ve always managed to shoo him off, suspecting him to be listening in on the plans Percy and his friends were making, thinking the clouds were a secure and private place enough.

Today wasn’t different, you calmly resting on the fluffy clouds while Percy and his friends talked before deciding to take a little mission in gathering berries and supplies back on the ground so you sat them back on the grass, and went to wait on the clouds for them to return, until you saw a soft but powerful glow of yellow and white, a god with long flowing hair and a beard, Zeus, goddamnit.