You stood in front of your two uncles, looking up at the two gods as they stared down at you. You were the daughter of Poseidon and a certain sea nymph. You didn’t exactly know why you were meeting your uncles, you were surprised Poseidon was even up for it. You thought your dad hated Zeus. Well, he does; so maybe your mother insisted that you met them.

“Since when did Poseidon have another daughter?” Zeus asked, cocking an eyebrow at you. He and his brother, Hades, were meeting you for the first time. He crossed his arms over his chest, eyeing you with amusement.

Hades eyed you quietly, glancing at Zeus for a moment. “Well, he does have the most lovers.” He countered.

Zeus snorted, rolling his eyes. “Should’ve known.” He chuckled. You did look much like your father. “That guy gets around.” Like he could talk.

Hades crouched down in front of you, putting on a kind-ish smile. “What’s your name, kid?” He asked, all the while Zeus was just staring at you in amusement. He was used to the fact that he was an uncle, but he didn’t exactly care. He’ll probably forget you exist in less than a few hours.

Hades shot his brother a glare, silently telling the god to cut it out. Hades didn’t want to intimidate you, and he didn’t want Zeus to, either.