"Please Aphrodite! Can't you give me some advice?"

leans back on a royal couch, with her legs propped up. "Who are you again?"

kicks her off the couch and usurps the seat.

falls as a satyr drops the bowl of grapes and catches her. "hey that seat is made my my husband! Your ugly body can't sit on it!" It's -

- almost the same one her husband made for hera.

snickers.

sneers at her in reply. "Good day to you too, bimbo."

stares blankly. That seat that was made for hera add her unable to get up. Her husband made this special so no one can enjoy sitting on it -

- without having trouble later. You're permanently glued there till her husband frees you...

dismissive of such petty issues. So what if he's stuck? There's nothing important he needs to attend to anyway.

doesn't think he gets what she means by permanently.... to make matters worse he can't change positions since his entire body is stuck.

frowns. Great.

smirks. She'll leave you like this.

sit there until he rots. Or if your husband comes to release him. Whichever comes first.

make sure her husband doesn't see him. He made this seat for her. Why would he help?

clicks his tongue in annoyance. "Hurry up and call your husband here to free me, wench."

afraid not. This will teach you not to take things that are not yours.

scowls at her. "Who the hell do you think you are to teach me anything?"

can leave you here long enough for you to rot. Time to get her husband to build a new one.

grimaces. He contemplates the idea of ripping himself off the seat.

he can't. Considering how Hera couldn't get off. Only her husband can save you now.

going to be stuck there for quite some time, huh.

would save you if you were nicer~

doesn't know how to be nice.

/then don't steal/

grinds his teeth together. How the hell can he get out of this? Make the darkness form the word 'please'?

come back for you later~