on his muns amusement at pretty much everything

[musagetes]

You are far too easily entertained. Stop toying with me already, and go back to whatever else it is you do with your mortal characters.

I refuse to call them 'muses'. That's an insult to the girls.

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[chasedlaurels]

[She's had a long time to think, Apollo.]

What is it that mortals say these days? [She taps her chin, glancing to the sky feigning thoughtfulness, then turns her chin down and eyes Apollo like a cat to a canary.]

Bullshit.

[musagetes]

Chasing after someone I'm attracted to doesn't count.

[chasedlaurels]

[She throws up her hand, flowers emerging about Apollo's feet.]

Because you get everything you desire. Is that correct?

[musagetes]

Far from it, as I'm sure you are well aware. However, toying with someone implies deceiving.

[chasedlaurels]

[She cocks her head to the side, eyes widening with brightness.]

You have grown, Sun God.

[musagetes]

Well, we are in the twenty first century.

[He smirks a little]

[chasedlaurels]

Shut up and give me a hug. You laurel-loving cad.

[She's smiling softly.]

[musagetes]

[He laughs and does so]

It's not my fault laurels come from the most beautiful tree.

[chasedlaurels]

And think! That if only you had played your lyre softly...

[In his arms, she reaches up her nimble hands and takes his chin into her palm.]

...and not acted like a drunken lustful fool...

[She's stern.]

Perhaps you would have had your laurel tree beside you forevermore.

[musagetes]

Blame Eros. He decided to show off and I was hit. I am sorry, Daphne.

[chasedlaurels]

Do not worry. I have pricked him many a time, and his darling bride makes sure he knows my fury.

[She's tender as she places a hand against his cheek.]

I thought you were going to treat me the way your father treats his affairs. Whether there be say of agreement or no.

[musagetes]

[He is going to kill that cherub. He could have had this!]

I...was not in complete control of my senses at the time, obviously, but I would never have harmed you. I most certainly wouldn't if I had been more aware of myself.

[chasedlaurels]

[Hey, if you play your cards right...]

This I now know.

[musagetes]

I have to ask, though. Why a tree?

[chasedlaurels]

[She smiles wryly, reaching up a finger to tap the tip of his nose.]

Dost the Sun God ask a question of a tree?

[musagetes]

No, I ask it of the lovely woman who became the tree.

[He smiles]

Though trees are, of course, wonderful things.

[chasedlaurels]

We are gifted with natural beauty.

I had always been a quick little nymph as a child. Trees were my haven. I would climb the branches and navigate the ferns from the gullies, practically one with the roots and leaves. It was only natural for me to become a tree myself.

[musagetes]

I see. I suppose I best be grateful you weren't one with the rocks or thornier plants, then.

[chasedlaurels]

[She laughs. It's bubbly and infectious.]

Careful. Just because I walk in flesh now, it does not mean that I will not have thorns.

[musagetes]

Oh, I know very well how thorny nymphs can be.

[He presses a kiss to her forehead]

But you're far too sweet to be like that all the time.

[chasedlaurels]

[She links her arms around him, resting her cheek against his chest. She sighs happily.]

I have my prickly moments.

[musagetes]

You do remember who my family is, yes? Prickly is almost comforting at times.

[chasedlaurels]

[Another laugh.]

The only one I truly like is your sister. The rest are a few apples plucked from a storage core.

[musagetes]

You would like Artemis.

[All the good ones do. He laughs again]

And Dionysus isn't...well, yes, okay, he is that bad.

[chasedlaurels]

I have heard of his horse-headed minions.