For Lost-In-A-New-World

Nothing was more than a major turn-off than your enraged wife turning your new fling in to a snake. Zeus returned to Olympus with the idea of putting his wife in her place.

"Why is she yelling at us?" Anger stomped his foot, sparks crackling in his beard. "She's in the wrong here, she made Arabella a snake!" He punched the golden console and Zeus's temper exploded forth.

"I AM YOUR KING! YOU SHOW ME RESPECT!"

"IT'S A TWO WAY STREET, YOU BASTARD! I WILL NOT TOLERATE THIS ANYMORE! HOW DARE YOU! I WILL NOT SIT AROUND, WAITING FOR YOU TO COME HOME WITH SOME COCK-AND-BULL STORY OF WORK WHEN I KNOW FOR A FACT YOU WERE OFF GALLAVANTING WITH THE LATEST PIECE OF ASS!" Disgust and Anger acted as one, hitting everything on the console. Zeus slapped her. None of them were expecting for her to punch him straight back in the jaw. Stars flashed through Headquarters as Zeus reeled, hurt and surprised. He watched her march out, her cream and golden robes snapping out behind her. Anger and Disgust stared in amazement for the space of a few heartbeats, the ichor roaring in their ears. Then they started fighting. Sadness threw a tantrum, Fear gave a mighty scream and Joy curled up in the corner, rocking and muttering 'Broken, broken, broken…' repeatedly. Zeus rampaged around the throne room, the smell of ozone clogging the air, a metallic tingling lifting the hairs on his head. Lightning crashed down and scorched the floor. Zeus snatched the bolt up and had his own tantrum, Sadness flinging himself upon the console.

"WAIT!" Anger roared, tossing Disgust to one side. "This isn't over." He shoved Sadness aside and slapped a lever. "HEPHAESTUS!" Zeus bellowed. The god of forges appeared before him, lopsided, legs in metal braces and covered in oil and grease. Disgust wrinkled his nose, but did nothing.

"Lord Zeus." Hephaestus bowed as low as he could, more of a slight lean forward than a bow. "What happened to your face?" Disgust scoffed.

"As if he can talk!" He hissed nastily.

"Hera needs to be taught a lesson." Zeus said tightly. "I want you to plant a trap for her. Something to shame her, put her on the spot." Hephaestus sighed.

"Here we go again." He muttered.

"What was that?" Zeus growled, eyes flashing dangerously.

"Nothing, my lord. I'll have that trap set in two days' time."

"Just make it humiliating."

"Yes, Lord Zeus." Hephaestus zapped away. Disgust faced his brothers as Zeus sunk tiresomely into his throne.

"Do we really need Hephaestus? He's always so filthy and smelly, hardly god-like at all! And he is one ugly fucker too."

"Yes, but he makes us cool exploding things." Anger pointed out. "I love them, I love watching the mortals squirm and boil and scream… then they explode and it's awesome."

"Broken, broken, broken…"

"Someone shut him up, I need to zap something." Disgust gave Joy a kick. Joy just toppled to one side and curled up even more, now in the foetal position. "Pathetic. Why do we even have him? At least Hephaestus is actually useful."

"Broken, broken, broken…"