[Neal_Illistrator version]

Zeus was a god. God of God's, god of weather, god of thunder. And he was handsome, 9:2. black man with extremely light blonde hair that was curly. And he sat on a throne made of cloud women and men. Ready to serve him. Food, needs, drink. Anything. And he had his wife Hera. Hera was a brown, beautiful, gorgeous woman, and she had brown wavy fluffy hair that if straightened would go to her shoulders. She was goddess of marriage, child birth, protection during childbirth, and ect. Anything to do with marriage and babies. And queen of God's. She was extremely beautiful. And even though she could be a bitch she was a softie.

Recently Zeus stopped affairs. And decided to focus on Hera for once. And then by surprise they ended up having you. A baby. Aww. You were the cutest thing. They couldn't keep them selves from you. You were a good mix of them. But recently you turned fourteen. Big age. Growth spurt. The whole shabang. But they saw your behavior. Sneaking around. And probably doing stuff you weren't supposed to. So, they were on edge.

Right now it was midnight and you were out and about. But they noticed you not in your bed and looked in your room for anything you might be hiding.