"I call this emergency meeting to a start!" yelled out Poseidon. He scanned the crowd, looking at the worried faces of his fellow Olympians. All but two, Hermes and Apollo. They know what's up.

"What's the meaning of this Poseidon? Everything is calm at the moment. Please tell me your peanut butter is missing again,"  Zeus sighed.

"We don't bring that up. Any who! I've called this meeting for a very serious matter," said Poseidon.

"And what could that be?" said Zeus.

"War," Poseidon said with a straight face. This perked Ares's attention.

"War?" he said with an exited grin on his face. Artemis looked at Poseidon with a confused expression.

"What's the meaning of this Poseidon!? I think we've had enough war for now! My only question is: What did you do?" Artemis scolded.

"Ask your brother," he said coolly. Athena groaned from across the room and muttered something along the lines of 'Not this again.'

Everyone slowly turned towards Apollo. Only Artemis spoke up. "What. Did. You. Do?"

Apollo looked at Hermes in the back and gave him a small wink. "Well- uh- you see..."

Hermes pulled out a water balloon and hit Hera on the head with it. In unison Hermes, Apollo, and Poseidon all yelled out "Prank Wars!"