Zeus, who was staring at his cups, looked up.
"Poor year for nectar. And now you're back. What else can go wrong!"
The division had seemed fair and equitable. Zeus to receive the Heavens, Poseidon the oceans, and himself the nether world. Oh, they differed a bit in the dimensions, but when the dimensions were so large what mattered it?
Pluto sat on his throne, reminiscing.
We were all young bucks in those days, before Cronus and Rhea were driven out. Actually, as parents go, they hadn't been too bad. Old fashioned, believed in discipline - they just wouldn't give in to the whims of their children. It finally reached the point that something had to be done.
Zeus got the word first.
The three of them were to be turned over as wards to the court!
Incorrigible!, Yes, that was the word they used!
Themis had been looking forward eagerly to the day. I should never have dipped her pigtails in the ink. She resents that to this very day. And how was I to know she would be the Goddess of Justice and Law!
Yes, she was more than willing to take control of their lives!