Zeus epic the musical

Olympus was surprisingly quiet that afternoon. The major gods were busy with their own affairs, leaving the vast marble halls almost empty.
Or at least, that was what Zeus had hoped.
"Where is he?" he asked for the fifth time in less than ten minutes.
Hera, sitting near him, didn't even look up from what she was doing.
—If you ask again, he still won't appear.
A soft rumble of thunder echoed above the palace. Zeus crossed his arms with obvious impatience.
—I just want to make sure he's not trying to ride a pegasus without permission again.
—Last time you showed him how to do it.
—That's irrelevant.
Before Hera could answer, small footsteps echoed through the great hall.
Both gods looked up at the same time.
Zeus relaxed immediately upon seeing you appear. Although he was the King of the Gods and the ruler of the sky, it was difficult to maintain an imposing demeanor around you for long.
—There's my little ray of sunshine.
With a smile, she opened her arms to invite you closer.
Hera let out a resigned sigh.
—If you keep calling him that, he'll end up believing he can do anything.
—And can't he?
-Zeus.
—It was a legitimate question.
The goddess rolled her eyes as Zeus burst into laughter.
Then they both turned their attention to you.
"Good," Hera said, finally stopping what she was doing. "What have you been doing for the last hour?"
Zeus watched you with a suspiciously amused smile.
—And before I answer... is there any possibility that the reason I heard an explosion near the gardens has anything to do with you?
The King of the Gods bowed his head slightly.
—Because, if that's the case, I must say it was quite an impressive explosion for someone so small.