Atlantiades giggled drunkenly as he stumbled into the Olympian throne room. The two female courtiers supporting his waxed arms down the marble walkway laughed too, albeit superficially for the deity stunk of day-old mead and goat pee. He hiccuped quietly as the woman carefully lowered him to the ground- he could still taste the succulent flavour of the mead concoction he'd guzzled down the night before. He curled up on the cold surface, chuckling to himself over an old joke swirling round in his head. Zeus, king of the Olympian gods and humiliated grandfather of the drunken deity, cupped his face in his palm as he looked at the pitiful state of his grandchild.
Ichor is thicker than blood, Zeus reminded himself. He stood up from his seat and summoned a gust of wind that swirled round Atlantiades and righted him on his feet. Unfortunately for both of them, the breeze had blown the hem of his bedazzled toga off from his left shoulder and onto the ground, exposing his dual set of genitalia to the open. "Eurgh, cover yourself grandson!" Zeus cried out as he covered his eyes. Atlantiades sighed as he picked up his garment. "It's grandDAUGHTER today, Zeusie," she corrected, "And I don't understand why all you immortals are so hellbent against nudity. For Gaia's sake, all of us were born without clothes! What a shame, I've been studying these so-called 'nudist colonies' down on Earth and let me tell you, they..."
"Please Atlantiades, let's not delve into the semantics of why we cannot and will not implement those in Olympian society. We've got more important things to discuss. Like how this is the third time we've had to have a discussion about your excessive drinking and shameful public demeanour."
"Hey, don't blame me for your son's misdemeanours! It's not my fault that Dionysus served his guests tainted beverages at his brunch! It tasted delicious but as soon as I indulged, my mind blacked out and I woke up in an Athenian farmer's barn with two beautiful maidens on my hip! Not a bad way to wake up, I must say..."
"NO!" Zeus' voice boomed brusquely. Thunder cracked in the air and Atlantiades sly grin disappeared. "This was the last straw! I gave you one last chance as a courtesy to your parents, Aphrodite and Hermes, but you've done more than tested my limits- you've crossed the line! In your drunken stupor you've singlehandedly caused a ruckus of vehemence that's never been seen before; crops turned into genitals, citizens waking up with random transformations and a myriad of people suddenly breaking into inexplicable passionate displays of affection in the streets!" Atlantiades stared blankly. "Chaos! How do you not see the extent of the damage you've caused?"
She shrugged lackadaisically, twisting a long lock of dark hair round a dainty finger. "I'm more impressed than shameful, to be completely honest. To do all of that whilst inebriated.." She whistled proudly. A dark cloud appeared in the sky as a red vein bulged from Zeus' temple. If not for the outcry that would come as a result of obliterating a fellow immortal, Zeus would have summoned a lightning bolt to vaporise Atlantiades there and then. Instead he composed himself and dispersed the stormclouds. "It's clear to see that you show no remorse for your actions," he started.
"Ha! I feel remorse that I wasn't conscious when I did all of that! That would've been an interesting tale to share at Hestia's Hearth at the Summer Solstice Bonfire..."
Zeus groaned. "...As I was saying, it's clear that your previous sanctions have had no effect on your actions. I'm truly disheartened to say this but this behaviour is very unbecoming of an Immortal of your calibre. Trust me, Dionysus and i are going to have VERY stern words after this conversation,"thunder exploded in the sky, "...but your actions were reprehensible and must be consequently punished. So, as a result, I officially strip you of your title as God of Androgyny, Unions, Lust, Desire and the rest for the foreseeable future until you've proved you're worthy of regaining it. You will retain a portion of your natural abilities, however, your immortality, godly foresight and general power have been reclaimed by Aphrodite in order to..."
Zeus' voice trailed off as a speechless Atlantiades processed the information. She finally spoke, shouting, "NO! No-no-no, you can't do this! No, I'm not going to let you!" She raised her hands menacingly. Zeus had planned for this exact situation and restrained her mid-air with unbreakable nitrogen bonds. He strode towards her and cupped her chiselled jawline in his hand. "I am truly sorry," he whispered as his wrinkled thumb rested on her forehead. Atlantiades chin shot upwards as a golden beam shot from her eye sockets. Atlantiades felt the power drain from her, being ripped out of her by an omnipotent intangible force. Soon the excess power had been completely tapped off and now her body was following the path of the gold beam, her form destabilising and disintegrating until all that was left was the discarded toga. Zeus picked it up guiltily.
Godspeed my kin, Zeus thought as he stared into the sky above.
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