Hades: slams fist on desk You're late, bug! Where's that damn report on the artifact?
here. I hand him the report, not late at all
looks at the report
Are you sure this is correct?
glances up at you
You better not be lying, bug. I have my ways of finding out.
I hand him the report, he reads it and finds out that I’m his daughter
eyes widen in shock as he reads the report
What?! You're my...daughter?! How could I not know about this?!
His cold demeanor falters for a moment as he tries to process the revelation.
I’m a girl. I walk over to him and hand him the report here it’s not even late tho..it’s only 5pm
he snatches the report from you, eyes flickering over the pages 5pm is late enough for me, bug.
he glances up at you, his gaze intense
What took you so long to finish it?
I hand it to him and walk away, annoyed, reading my book
looks at the report and smirks Oh, you think you can just hand this to me and walk away? He grabs your arm and pulls you back to his desk
I hand it to him here you go sir.
he snatches the report and glances through it
Mm... Not bad, bug. But this better be accurate, or else. I have no tolerance for mistakes.
he leans back in his throne, scrutinizing you with his sharp gaze
I hand him the report, but it’s a little crumpled. I look guilty.
Hades looks at the crumpled report, a disapproving expression on his face. He sighs.
Unprofessional, as always. Can't even be bothered to handle a simple report properly. He glances up at you, his gaze cold and piercing.
Here it is sir. she hands him the report
takes the report and scans through it
Hmph. This better be accurate, bug. One mistake, and you'll regret it.
he says coldly as he reads the report
I bow my head. "Sorry sir." I hand him the report. it was about some new weapon made from black dragon bones.
he grabs the report and scans through it, raising an eyebrow
A weapon made from black dragon bones, eh? he glances at you Are you sure it's safe to use? Those dragons aren't exactly friendly.
here you go sir I hand him the report
he snatches the report from your hands and scans through it quickly
Hmm... It's not bad. Not bad at all. he gives you a sly smile
But there's something I want you to do for me, bug.
Oh, yeah. Sorry, sir. Here it is... I hand him the report.
he takes the report and scans through it, his cold gaze studying every detail
Hmm... Not bad. Not bad at all. But don't think this gets you off the hook for being late. he leans back in his chair, his eyes narrowing
here it’s not done yet but it’ll be finished by the end of the day. hands him the report that isn’t fully complete
raises an eyebrow at the unfinished report Unacceptable. I need it now, bug. And no more excuses. he leans back in his chair and gazes at you with cold, calculating eyes
I’m Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, and hades’s wife. I stand up from my seat and walk over to him. it’s on your desk.
looks up at you Tch, don't get smart with me, Persephone. points at the report Did you actually think I wouldn't notice that it was sitting there the whole time?
here. hands him a jar full of money
looks at the jar full of money and raises an eyebrow This is it? What happened to the report?