Olympians

Flames reappears in their torches, filling this dining room with their luminance.

The Olympians were once glorified from the tale told from the King of the gods, smiles of pride adorns to their faces.

The princesses', however, says otherwise:

"This is enthralling. I felt as if your origin took us to the past, we saw everything." Celestia spoke up, awe in her voice.

"That is how we represent. What is the point of written evidences of our existence were read?" Hera said cryptically, petting her peacock on her lap.

"Mortals would exaggerate, no matter how we came to be accurate for their relentless questions" Hermes added.

"Ugh...." Luna groaned, lifted her head up from an obsidian table. "What'd I miss?"

The solar princess snickers, preventing outbursts of guffawing. "You had an hangover, dear sister." She said playfully with a nudge to her stomach, causing her to retch. "Oh..."

"I got this," Dionysus offered his help, walking over to the lunar princess and wrapped her arm around him. "Come on, moonie, I got something to get rid of that incessant headaches." Walking to his room.

Athena reassured his sister with a smile, "Don't worry, he's very excellent in liquor problem therapy."

Celestia smiled back in relief. "Thank you."

Looking at Zeus, "I may have one question."

"Very well." He allowed.

"Why did Kronos think his Children would be capable of conquering him over divine birthrights?"

The white-haired Olympian sat there, thinking. It's been eons ever since he asked this question when he became the Lord of the universe. But to remind him this particular treachery his father have ran him through the trouble to free his sibling.

"Because he has too much of his father in him."

"Huh?" Celestia blinked, didn't expect that question one bit. "How could that influence him, to make him close-minded of the chances what's going to happen?"

"Because he has too much of his father in him," Hestia repeated for him,"it's not fear, no..."

"It's ambition." Zeus finished for his sister. "Ambition begets fear and fear begets cruelty. Absorb too much power, and both of those two traits would be extremely unstable. Tyranny." He said with experience. Ever since he became Lord of the universe, he's afraid of his own children overthrowing him and unreasonably sabotaged their would-be mothers of creating an union of blood stronger than him as much he didn't need no rivals. Over the past 300 years and in the following events, he's at the point of where this turmoil was coming from between his affairs and his loved ones, besides Hera's wrath of him cheating, strikes an relevation about his way of preventing any more of his children: the universal rule. For the entire time, it was always twisting his choices and his responsibility as well as tolerance downgraded from the work of the cosmos. Not the fates themselves.

After that, other than getting his ass chewed out by his wife, He has finally learned how to plan properly. There was no more of his haunting nature that forces him to do the unspeakable to his lovers. Instead, new nature borns, He consults and arranges living in different realms consisted of wise deities that has vast knowledge of greater power in the universe, just like himself. Where his children learnt how to be accountable and vigilant, they became better fighters and better vigilantes than the ones that are trigger-happy and wants all life end.

That was the best changes Zeus could ever ask for in order to cast aside his old nature and start with the new. But...

He still combats with powers of the cosmos every time in the longest to keep them at bay from consuming him.

"Is there anything else, Celestia?"

She stood and asked an question that made him frown sadly: "Where is Metis, your first queen?"

This made the Olympians looked uncomfortable, wary for their king's emotions about the sore subject.

Instead, he looked sad. Not angry because it was an touchy memory from his past, it was because he failed as her lover to keep his fear of powerful offsprings and his selfishness of loving Hera over her. Ever since Athena bursts out of his head, She was always asking him where she is. Not after she lived with her mother in his head, He just couldn't bring it up. It brought angst to his immortal heart.

His selfishness was his eternal torment. Remorse.

"She passed away, killed by an shooting star from the veil of the outer space." His daughter lied nonchalantly, obviously knew what happened to her.

"Oh... I'm sorry. I couldn't imagine what weight it could to induce sorrow..." Celestia offered her condolences.

"It is fine, do you need a lift?"

She blinked at his transportation offer.

"Really?"

"Yes," He said, sees Luna comes out in her good condition from liquor issue. "I will escort you two to your homes. We shall visit to learn much more about your culture."

"Why..." She smiles brightly at this suggestion, "that would be terrific! You can come anytime you like."

"Huh? They're coming over the next day?" Luna asked, thrilled that she wanted to get to know Ares.

"Yes, lunar one, we shall depart to your kingdom. Come." He stood and escorted them to their balconies with a flash of lightning.

The princesses were gobsmacked how fast his way of transporting from there and then than their flying. Teleporting would wear those two down.

"Thank you, Your majesty. This was quite quick."

He laugh, "That's one wisecrack comment my son Hermes made after our race he dared challenge me. Both of us were equally fast, lightning vs. Speed force." He said, reminding himself as an young god with countless ways to be entertained just like his son.

"You two ladies have a good night, till tomorrow then." He flashes back to his home.

Luna nudges her sister's rib with a tease, "Who's cute, Zeus or that golden boy?" She asked slyly, causing Celestia to be blushing pink.

"Lulu!" Celestia chastised, swatting her arm as the moon goddess laughs and walked inside.

"I'm just saying, He might have a particular and mutual interest in you. I don't want that golden boy to be shagging you to make shiny babies."

Celestia grown at that blunt comment and rubbed her face, yet a dreamy smile forms on her features.
mmm...

Maybe getting the doozy with the King of Olympus sounds like a very scandalous, steamy session. All I need is an entertainment session.

She giggled at that thought, a bit sardonic with it. Going straight to her chamber, and rests for the next day.

Zeus roams across the halls to his throne, glances around to make sure no one is present and tapped an button under the armrest.

After a passage is opened, walks down towards an room with an mirror. He scrys to other dimensions and checks on his children, smiling with relief that they are fine.

"One of these days... I'll bring all of you here, so you can start your journey with one of your other siblings, whom are the patrons of Olympus."

Rubbing the frame with somber pressure, walking out of there and set the throne in place. Heading to his chambers where his wife sleeps in her bare form.

Blissful by this gesture, He gets under the sheets and cuddles with his queen.

Slumber washes over him, for the tomorrow awaits him.