Mom and Dad immediately agreed with my brother, and things quickly degenerated into a pizza war. Mom and Eros both liked pineapple on theirs, ruining a perfectly good ham pizza. Dad and Chill both wanted olives, again ruining a perfectly good pepperoni pizza.

“The best pizza is an all meat pizza.” Hades and I said at the same time, showing that the mountain of a man could do the twin synergy thing with more than just his brother. I begrudgingly gave him points for that one.

“Three pizzas it is,” my Dad called out and moved out of the line of fire to make the call. Mom followed close behind. Knowing the two of them, they probably wanted to kiss or something equally gross that parental units should never do.

To get icky mental visuals of my parents out of my mind, I whipped my head towards the giant in human form. “Mr. Wizard, if you eat more than half of our pizza, I'll personally make the next few weeks the ultimate hell for you.”

“Language!” Chill piped up.

“Hell is not a bad word!” I could feel my lower lip jutting out. He would not take my one and only good word away from me. I gave all the other ones up, so this one had amnesty.

My brother looked at my pouty lip and waffled.

“You're really going to let her get away with it? I mean wow, that word is atrocious. It's one of the worst.” Hades said, with the most terrible acting skill I'd ever seen. He was actually worse than Achilles was. How was that even possible?!

“You're both being too hard on her. And, brother, you're wrong, that isn't even a speck on the list of swear words she's probably given up. Am I right, Athena?” Eros asked with a small smirk.

I nodded vehemently, but I'm not stupid, I kept my sailor's trap shut so I couldn't jinx myself with a, fluck yeah I have! I stuck my lip out farther and added sad eyes to the mix as I looked at my brother.

His resolve caved like a politician with a bribe. “Fine. You can keep that one, but that's it! I'll get you out of the habit of cursing, then we can go see that band you like.”

Oh, my bro was tricky like that. He made me feel guilty for wanting to keep it, but the joke was on him, because like hell would I give that word up.

I smiled angelically at my brother, then turned myself towards my other side, where Hades was sitting. I used my middle finger to scratch the bridge of my nose, and his face looked like he'd kissed a lemon. Ah, sometimes it was nice to be the immature one in the family.

I settled back against the couch and tapped my feet to fill the silence. Chill and Hades both put a finger on a knee, signaling it was getting on their nerves. “Fine,” I said to their nonverbal request. “Let's talk then. Are we really going to go off on our own, just the two of us, for an unforeseen amount of time, to a place that is utterly foreign?”

“It's not something I want to do. You'll probably step into Under-hill and cause some sort of rebellion, or get kidnapped, or maybe even get eaten.” His extra grumpy attitude came back and brought its friend snide.

“Aww, but I'll have my wonderful Goliath-sized wizard there to keep me safe,” I said in a dewy voice. I opened my eyes wide and batted my lashes at the guy.

Hades opened his mouth to reply when the doorbell rang. Chill jumped up, “wow, the pizza delivery was fast!”

The three of us followed because we were all hungry teenagers, and there was food on the other side of the front door. Chill opened said door, and all four of us stared at the pizza delivery guy... who had wings.