"Let me see." Hera reached for the ball and smirked as Athene´s hand closed over it reflexively. "I said to let me see it." Hera grabbed Athene´s fist with both hands, and prised the sphere from it. Athene tried to stop her, but as she was simultaneously trying to hold her spear, she could not.
"It´s my ball," she said again. The other gods were beginning to notice that something was going on. Never averse to a good fight, they began to gather around.
"It´s not a ball," Hera replied. "Look." She held up a perfect golden apple It was almost spherical, but widened towards the top, beneath a tiny golden stalk. An indentation at the bottom allowed it to fit neatly between finger and thumb.
"It´s still mine," Athene said.
"Something´s written on it," said Hera, as she turned the apple in her hand. "Te kalliste."
"I told you it was mine," Aphrodite shrugged. "Who else could it possibly mean?"
There was a momentary pause. "Perhaps it´s mine," Hera said. "Did either of you consider that?"
"Give it back," said Athene. "Papa!"
The gods looked around and eventually behind them to see the tall, bearded figure of Zeus, walking quickly out of earshot.
"We can all see you sneaking off," Hera snapped.
LoL. I love how petty the gods are.
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