Desperate To See Dad

Artemis' smile slid right off her face.
"Excuse me?" she said.

"It gets on my nerves."

Artemis was about to say something when Apollo burst in.
"Wait!" he said, otu of breath.
Artemis was holding her bow and arrow out, and she had managed to do that without Patrick seeing it.
"Can't you see I'm busy, hon?" she said, slowly aiming and pulling the string back slowly.
Apollo looked at Patrick.
"May I ask what you said to her? Because you don't wanna be shot with one of those. They're worse than death" he said.

"Please may you stop following me? I need to rest."

Artemis dropped her bow and arrow.
"Too bad he didn't get that trait" she said angrily, then walked out the door.
"Gods have the ability to not have to sleep" Apollo said apologetically. He then waved, said "Cya tomorrow", then left.

Patrick dozed off.

The next day, Artemis came knocking at 9 AM.

"Who is i- you again?Why are you following me?"

Artemis looked taken abakc.
"I'm supposed to train you!" she said. "Did you think I was just gonna go away?"
She chuckled and tinkling-bell laugh.

"Oh.Thanks," Patrick said.

"He should be taken to Camp Half-Blood, not trained by gods and godesses." A voice said. Darkest steped out of the shadows. "And why are you even out of Olympius?" she questioned Apollo and Artemis.

"To train me, I guess," Patrick said.

"Good question, but not your place." A muscular male god in a shiny armor said, approaching Darkest. "A good question, indeed." Gwydion scratched his chin.

Artemis smirked.
"Because Zeus gave us the pleasure" she said, holding her head high.
Apollo looked at his feet.

"Moon goddess, watch your tongue." Gwydion snapped. "Zeus does not take pleasure in us leaving Olympus."

Artemi smirked.
"Then I guess Apollo and I are lucky" she said in an I'm-better-than-you tone.
APollo looked at Artemis
"Don't bring me into this" he begged her.

"I have never met a follower of the Moon like you. She is graceful, smooth, elegant, quiet, You're... Not." Gwydion said slyly.

Artemis pulled forth her bow ad arrow, and Apollo wrapped his arms around her.
"Stop this nonsense" he whispered to her.
Artemi slowly put the arrow and bow down, but still watched Gwydion carefully.

"The Moon is a mistress of magic. You're.. not. You use bows... pathetic, like the sun." Gwydion said, bright orbs of light flickering in his hands. "I, the God of Wizards and Mystics, and greatful husband of the Goddess of Magic and Witches, should know."

Light and sparkles swirled near Artemis' fingers, and Apollo, being the Sun God, turned to Gwydion.
"If you have something to say, say it to my face" he aid angrily, his hands clenching into fists.

OoC: Thank for reminding me about the magic thing!

"The Sun and Moon picked sorry twins..." Gwydion muttered. "I'm sure there are a pair out there who deserve their powers."

OOC: Still hate that face... And I needed to! Moon is the source of magic, so she should use it! Read up on your Artemis facts.

Artemis had enough. She stormed out of the building, and the outside world at 9:30 became like night.
Apollo sighed.

"I'm quite dissapointed I named my daughter after you, Artemis." Gwydion continued antagonizing. "Luna. Moon. The princess of Magic."

Suddenly, there was no moon outside and Artemis came back.
"You named your daughter after me?" she asked, a though just making sure.

"Circe finds you noble. And Luna was born under your light."