Descent
‘Oh,’ Thanatos uttered, sounding amazed, ‘oh, wow…’
Sensing something has gone wrong, Demeter hurriedly stood up and hovered worriedly next to her, “Darling, what is it?”
Proserpina continues to stare at the text message on her phone, “This moron,” she exhaled, a growing scowl on her face, “…is going to unleash hell.”
“Who is it this time?”
“Apollo,” Proserpina all but snarled that accursed name, “…just reported to me that Hermes was on his way to have an audience with Hades.”
Demeter looked aghast, “But... but why?!”
“In that idiot’s own words,” Proserpina was sorely tempted to crush her phone but decides against it at the next second when she remembered William had bought this one for her