"NO! NO YOU CAN'T KICK HER OUT!" Artemis was binge-watching the Batchelor and screaming at the T.V. Artemis loved soap operas. They were so fake and set up, not to mention they had horrible actors. But that's what Artemis found so funny. KNOCK, KNOCK. "Ugh, Who is it?!" She yelled from the couch.

"It's your dear brother and your favorite delivery man!" A voice replied.

"Ugh come on in Apollo and Hermes." Apollo was Artemis's twin. And Hermes was Apollo and Artemis's best friend. Apollo, Artemis, and Hermes all were roommates. They lived in a condo together at the Boreas Cloud Complex. It was just north of Mount Olympus. Artemis loved it here, the Boreas complex was a huge building that sat upon a single cloud. Plus you could see all of Mount Olympus from their condo.

"What are we watching?" Hermes asked as he plopped himself right next to Artemis on the couch.

"The Batchelor," Artemis answered quickly.

"I love this show!" Hermes chuckled. "It's so fake and set up!"

"Exactly!" Artemis laughed.

"Whos your bet?" Asked Hermes.

"Mmm, I don't know. He's been talking to Sophia a lot but I think he has eyes for Celo." Artemis suggested.

"Yeah. I'm on a team celo I mean look at her butt!" Artemis punched Hermes in the arm. "Hey was that for?" Hermes laughed.

"You might as well fly down to the mortal realm and be the Batchelor for the next season!"

"Ya think I could pull it off? Maybe slick back my hair a bit." Hermes said slyly.

"Mmm, I would love to see you in a tuxedo." Artemis thought.

"Fat chance!" All of a sudden an awful smell filled the whole condo and the smoke alarms started not stop bleeping.

"Apollo!" Artemis and Hermes ran into the kitchen to see Apollo waving smoke out of his eyes.

"Oh hey guys!" Apollo said with a forced tone.

"Apollo, remeber how I bann you from the kitchen... FOR THIS EXACT REASON!" Artemis loved her brother, really! But sometimes he was like a child, and Artemis was the babysitter. Constantly telling Apollo not to do this, or don't touch that! Teaching him things his common sense shouldv'e been telling him.

"Oh yeah... I forgot about that." Artemis took control of the kithen as Hermes and Apollo took a seat at the counter.

"What were ya trying to cook dude?" Hermes asked Apollo.

"Grilled cheese."

"How did you mess that up?" Hermes asked in awe. Apollo just srhurged.

Artemis was great in the kitchen... unlike her brother. She memorzied dozens of recipes and baked only the richest devils cake. Hermes admirded this. Hermes could cook simple stuff... mac n' cheese, chicken nuggets, that type of stuff. But Hermes watched as Artemis slim fingers delguitly placed one ingredint on top of another. Her long slikly hair flew down into her face. But her long and muscular yet still thin arms reached up twords the sky fixing her hair into a bun. With her hair up it reveald her smooth skin and her suprsingly immaculate side profile.

"Hermes?" Apollos voice knocked him back into reality. "What are you looking at... you zoned out there bud."

"Oh nothin." Hermes answerd pormptly.

"Oh look! It's Artemis in a bikni!" Apollo screamed.

"WHERE?!" Hermes stood up frantcially.

"ha!" Apollo was dying of laughter as Hermes turned a scary dark shade of red.

" , very funny."

"Your lukcy she wasn't in the kitchen when I screamed that!" Apollo had now fallen out of his chair and was sprawled out like a baby. Artemis walked back into the kitchen.

"Whats so funny?" Artemis asked.

"Oh nothing!" Hermes answerd quikcly.

"Well, heres your grilled cheese." Artemis placed a perfectly golden grilled cheese on top of the counter and headed for the living room.

"Where are you going? Aren't ya gonna eat?" Hermes asked.

"I have to finish the Batchelor!" Artemis exclaimed. "Care to join?"

"Obvisouly!" Hermes ditched his grilled cheese and ran over to the couch. Apollo finially got a hold of himself and stood up as if nothing had happend.

"Ah, young, sweet, inccoe- well maybe not nerscerilaly innocent love." Swooned Apollo.