Hestia: Ah yes, how I enjoy to tend to this fire, gods are evil, but fire never hurt anybody, this fire let's be care for the family, provide heat, cook yummy meals, like bacon, but having children, ew, don't even get me started, the first thing they'd probably to is light themselves on fire.
Poseidon: Zeus, my bro.
Zeus: end the flattery, what is it you desire?
Poseidon: Ain't going to lie, fire girl over there is pretty steaming, but wouldn't she look cooler with water boy at her side?
Zeus: Poseidon, is this supposed to be a marriage proposal or a demonstration of your newest dad jokes?
Poseidon: No really, I've had my eye on her for a while and I think it's time for me to try to, you know, settle down with a nice lady like her, kids by the fire, and if they catch on fire and start running around frantically, well thank gods I have powers of the seas.
Zeus: you know what, that actually sounds quite rational.
Hestia: and you know, I really hate flashy people, they really must be hot headed to think of themselves so highly, I could never radiate such confidence, modesty is policy to not have a family of chaos and for everyone to not be a bunch of whiny man babies.
Zeus: well, maybe it's time for
Apollo walks in, asks as if he's on top of the world: Not so fast fish dad, let's be honest here, truly am the kindest and most handsome of the gods, I am the gods of male beauty after all.
Zeus: that's not true, Adonis is.
Apollo: SILENCE, regardless I'm still really pretty, anyway, only a man of true perfection I embody deserves such a goddess as hestia.
Zeus: you know that's true.
Poseidon: Hey!
Zeus: Hey, why am I deciding? I'm not the bride to be! although I wouldn't look half bad in a wedding dress. That's beside the point, I'm not the god of cross dressing, anyway, how about we ask Hestia who she'd like to marry.
Poseidon: She's going to choose me you know.
Apollo: you mean like how the people of Athens did?
Zeus: Hestia, come here a moment.
Hestia: coming.
Hestia gets up from tending the fire to join Zeus's side.
Zeus: So Hestia, today is your lucky day, you get to choose which one of these fine gentlemen who wishes to wed you, so, who will you choose?
Poseidon: I'll treat you right.
Apollo: I won't force you to watch my little pony.
Hestia: Um, and when did I say I was ever interested in marriage?
Poseidon: You mean you don't wish to bare children?
Apollo: or to be linked in arm at your mans side?
Hestia: No, that sounds like torcher, Zeus, I promise I'll tend to the fire of Olympus for the rest of eternity and make sure the food is well prepared, just please, I don't wish to ever marry.
Zeus: that's fine with me, you guys?
Poseidon: I guess.
Apollo: whatever, I've been with better looking goddesses anyway.
Hera sitting on Mount Olympus: Oh how I dream of the perfect god to wed, one who's beautiful, kind, faithful.
Zeus: Hey girl.
Hera: Ew, go away, don't you have to rule Olympus, or punish evil kings or just something so you can leave me alone?
Zeus: well, I was going to strike down a kingdom or two, however I have better things to prioritize, like your hand in marriage.
Hera: look Zeus, as much as the title 'queen of Olympus' sounds appealing, I could never love you Zeus.
Zeus: you could never love me?
Hera: Yea, you know what? I couldn't, if you desire my hand in marriage so terribly, let's make a deal you get me to say I love you and I'll marry you.
Zeus: Bet.
Zeus has disappeared to scheme
Hera is doing the chicken dance, because birds.
Zeus: this plan of mine is genius because I came up with it, now just to come up with the plan.
Zeus looks up to see Hera doing the chicken dance.
Zeus: got it
The camera is stoped, in place of Zeus is a bird because Zeus is the bird, then it cuts to a shot where the bird it flying threw the window, and hits Hera in the head.
Hera: oh hello pretty- oh hello bird.
Zeus/bird: oh hey guuuurl.
Hera: a bird who can speak?
Zeus/bird: oh, uh, I mean, tweet.
Hera: oh I hope you'r not hurt from the impact, how did you get into Olympus? The heavens are where only falcons can fly.
Zeus/bird: tweet tweet *pulls a rose from it's wing*
Hera: of what a humorous animal, I love you bird.
The bird transforms into Zeus: Bet
Hera: OMG, eww get out of my room before I tell mom on you.
Zeus: remember our deal, you tell me you love me, and you told me you loved me.
Hera: I loved the bird.
Zeus: I was the bird.
Hera: ug fine, let's get this over with.
