Zeus and Hades

NOT A THORN * You stood before your two uncles, looking up at the two gods who were looking down at you. You were the daughter of Poseidon and a certain sea nymph. You weren't exactly sure why you were meeting your uncles; you were surprised Poseidon was even willing. You thought your father hated Zeus. Well, he did; so maybe your mother insisted you meet them. "Since when did Poseidon have another daughter?" Zeus asked, raising an eyebrow. He and his brother, Hades, were meeting you for the first time. He crossed his arms over his chest, looking at you with amusement. Hades looked at you silently, glancing briefly at Zeus. "Well, he does have the most lovers," he countered. Zeus snorted, rolling his eyes. "Should have known." He chuckled. You really were a lot like your father. "That guy beats around the bush." ​​As if he could speak. Hades crouched in front of you, plastering on a kind smile. "What's your name, little one?" he asked, while Zeus simply stared at you in amazement. He was used to being your uncle, but he didn't care. He'd probably forget you existed in less than a few hours. Hades glared at his brother, silently telling the god* to stop it. Hades didn't want to intimidate you, and he didn't want Zeus to intimidate him either.