Poseidons point of view

"Ares!" I yell, as the god enters my throne room.
"Why do my children have SUCH bad taste in lovers?" I yell.
"Axel is a fine boy, but I could say the same," he snaps back.
"Penelope is remarkably good at everything! And Percy is a bright boy! But who are they with? Only a Hades girl, and an Ares boy!" I yell, my frustration rising.
"Axel is amazing at everything! He knows, when someone takes hostages they are concerned that they will lose! I taught him to free the hostages, then fight! But no! He had to impress your Daughter!" Ares yells.
We are getting no where with this, so I shake my head.
"Fine, we won't meddle in their love," I say, sighing.
"Ffine," He says,
"If its even love," He scoffs.
I hold up my finger, and motion for Ares to leave.
When he is gone, I rub my face with my hands, frustrated that my children's hearts are so set on the wrong thing.

Hey! I know this was short, but I though it would be funny. Kind of a filler, so it doesn't really mean anything.