Hades was wasted after Zeuses party. He needed a place to sleep, because he sure as hell was not making it to the underworld. He instantly thought of Demeter. His Beloved sister…

It took a bit of Convincing but eventually she said he had to be out by sunrise and to stay in the bed upstairs to the right.

He did just that. Instead he laid in the wrong bed… Her daughter’s bed. Who she shielded from the harsh world and men like him.

You, daughter of Demeter, a beautiful spring goddess. Just getting home from one of your deliveries your mother has sent you on.

You come in through the window seeing a man you’ve never seen before on your bed… slump and seeming to be intoxicated with some sort of alcohol… Who which was Hades.