"Hi. Sorry I'm late." I say.

"Hermes. It is well of you to come." Father says.

I look down.

"Yeah." I say.

"Hermes, a word?" Athena asks.

"Later." I shoot forward.

I come up to my father's podium. I grip my hands.

"Do you want me to start handing out the letters?" I ask.

"Yes." He hands me a pile.

I jump as there were a lot of them.

"Okay, okay." I shoot out of the room.

Well, I would've but Athena grabs me.

"We need to talk, now." She says.

I let out a breath. Calm down. Calm down.

"Okay. Okay." I start letting her lead me.

I can't see anything. Where are we going? Is this really nessicary? I'm fine. The letters were poking my eyes out. I turn and I see Apollo following me. She sits me down. I jump as the letters go flying. 

"What in the Olympians are you doing?" Athena grabs my scarf.

"What? I'm doing what father tells me every time." I say.

"Where did you go last night?" Apollo crosses his arms.

"I'm busy. I had to tour the roads again." I say.

"Did you go the ravine?" Athena's eyes narrow. 

"No." I pick up all the letters.

"Hermes! Wait!" Athena yells.

"Sorry got to go!" I yell.