In all his godly years Apollo, now in the body of Lester Papadopoulos, hadn’t expected to one: be grounded with being temporarily mortal, two: have to obey and serve a little girl called Meg and three: fall in love with a demigod, especially with said demigod pointing the point of a sword to his neck as he lost sparring, again to the intelligent, scary and gorgeous daughter of Athena ( if he was a god he wouldn’t need to sword fight) Maybe i should write a haiku about this he mumbles