Hermes strummed lazily at the strings of his lyre as he watched Zeus' new little conquest. He was fast running out of ideas. No matter what trick or game he tried, it was met with either a roll of the eyes or a harsh scolding. The scoldings he relished, he liked watching the way the humans eyes would dance with fire, and the flush in their cheeks, as they gave him a good telling off. Seeing them flustered and mad was the best, the stubborn thing was beginning to get under his skin. Give in?
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