For hector if I can: HAVE YOU HEARD OF ODYSSEUS FROM ITHACA???
Apollo: did you knew people write stories of you and ody together? ;).
Hermes: can you rate your half siblings? From the 12 Olympians I mean
Hector: Odysseus of Ithaca? The name is familiar, but I can’t say I’ve seen him before. Must be one of the kings from the Achean army my father talked about…
Apollo: Me? The God of Poetry? Not knowing about the stories of me and Ody? I’m appalled you think I won’t know!
Apollo, scoffing: Of course I know! How else am I supposed to plan out what we can do in the future? Really, the nerve of some people to ask such appalling question-
Hermes, shoving him aside: That’s nice but unfortunately, no one wants to listen to your boring ramblings you clearance section heat lamp. Its time for the more fabulous one of us to answer!
Hermes, squinting: Rate my siblings? I’m sorry darling, but that’s simply not possible! All of my siblings are equals in my eyes!
Apollo: Huh…that’s surprisingly sweet.
Artemis: Why am I suspicious?
Athena: Seems too good to be true…
Hermes, giggling: And by that I mean, they’re all equally underneath me and my glorious self!
Apollo, brandishing his bow and then shooting: ALRIGHT! THAT’S IT! STAND STILL AND LET ME SHOOT YOU, YOU PREHISTORIC EMAIL!
Hermes, giggling and dodging: Oops! Looks like you missed~ and you were supposed to be the god of archery.
Apollo, chasing after him: DAMN YOU! COME BACK HERE AND FIGHT LIKE A MAN!
Hermes, flying and dodging: You’re the god of archery darling, you have no grounds to say that.
Apollo: AND YOU’LL NEVER BE FEDEX OR UPS SO WHY DO YOU TRY?!
Hermes, dramatically wincing: HEY! That hurt! I’m better than any of them!
Apollo: IF BY BETTER, YOU MEAN BETTER AT NOT DELIVERING MESSAGES THEN YOU’RE ABSOLUTELY RIGHT!
Artemis: I bet you a bottle of Dionysus’s wine that Hermes is going to find a way to stick Apollo in the fridge again.
Athena, scoffing: Really? You think I’m dumb enough to take that bet?
Artemis, shrugging: Hey, I had to try.