Love

Chapter One
"Eros!" Aphrodite snapped. "Yes, Mother?" Eros asked, amused by her anger. "You know perfectly well what I'm yelling at you for!" She hissed.

"But Mom-"

"No but's! You made that girl fall in love with him! He is mine!"

Eros cleared his throat. "Um... was. He was yours. Now he's in love with that girl. Oh well, nothing you can do about it now, let's just move on!" He was used to his mother's rants by now. After thousands of years, they don't really get to you. Every time she saw a guy that she wanted to have... er, have a date with (or something along those lines) she would go balistic trying to, er, date him. And who would have to help her until she got what she wanted? Not her other sons or daughters; Not the people who work for her; but, yes, Eros god of love.

He didn't like to cater to his mother's desires, at least when it involved men. She was already married to Hephaestus, and had the love of almost all of the gods on Olympus! Why did she need even more guys? And mortal ones at that! Not that he had anything against mortals. His own wife was a mortal before they got married.

Speaking of his wife, Psyche goddess of the soul- "Eros! Are you even listening to me? That's it! Your salary is getting lowered again if you don't start listening to me right now!" Aphrodite threatened, breaking his train of thought.

"Mom, since when do you pay me?" He asked, amused. This was typical Aphrodite; Using some technique Hermes probably taught her to make him work harder, yet she can't. She has nothing against him. She looked kind of embarassed. "Well, this is exactly why I don't pay you!" She saved herself on that one. "Yeah, yeah, Mom. But how much would I get paid if I listen to you and get you the next guy you go balist- um, the next guy you like. He was sure that this would get her off his back. She didn't 'do' numbers.