Artemis' POV
Alright, I want you too..." Aphrodite began. She gave me a feral grin and I returned that by a defiant stare. I was not about to let the goddess of love intimidate me. That would be unbelievably shameful.
"...kiss a boy!" she squealed, looking pleased with herself. I felt like the ground was just pulled out from underneath me. No, no, this couldn't be happening. I clenched my stomach in fear that I might be sick. I wondered if I looked green as I felt. Probably.
"Um... sis? Are you alright?" my brother asked, his eyebrows knitting in concern.
"Shut-it twit," I muttered, not feeling strong enough to yell. Besides, I'm sure that if I yelled, that I might accidently spew my lunch all over the floor. "And don't call me sis."
I looked around the table, observing the reactions. Hestia and Athena looked concerned, Hera looked displeased but whether it was with me or Aphrodite I wouldn't know, Ares looked amused and Hermes was taking out his phone to snap a photo of me. Slowly, an idea started to form in my head.
"Any man?" I asked carefully. Aphrodite smiled, thinking she has won.
"Any man!" she said gleefully. I looked to my right to see Athena. I could see the gears turning in her head as she tried to figure out what I was up too. As she started to figure it out, she slowly began to nod in approval.
"So be it," I said, getting up and feeling more confidant. "There are more kisses than just romance kisses, aren't there?"
Aphrodite's faced scrunched up in confusion(unfortunately it didn't make her look ugly). "What do you mean?"
"You can give a family member a kiss," I said more than asked. Realization started to hit her.
"No! That's cheating!" she yelled. I went over and kissed my father on the cheek.
"There, the dare is done," I said, feeling proud. Aphrodite's face started to get red(but alas, it still didn't make her any less beautiful) and she was about to say something when, surprisingly, Hera interjected.
"There is nothing wrong with a girl honoring her father," Hera said, making clear that my dare was over. Athena sat beaming at my cleverness and I went to sit down, feeling very smug.
"So it is my turn now...," I began before I was rudely interrupted by the Barbie doll.
"Nah, ah, ah!" she said, waving her index finger in the air. "It's Zeus' turn now."
Uncle Poseidon frowned. "Why can't we go counter-clockwise?"
Athena rolled her eyes. "What, so it can be your turn?"
"What's wrong with that?" he asked, clearly confused. I snorted. Men. How typical of them to act this way. Aphrodite waved her hand dismissively.
"No, no. I like going clockwise," she said, making clear she wasn't going to change her mind. Zeus' eyes rested on Uncle Poseidon.
"Since you want to go so badly...," father began, a smirk playing on his lips. "...truth or dare?"
"Dare!" Uncle said defiantly, not about to let his younger brother upstage him. I sighed. No matter who the man, men will never change...