Spankings of the Gods

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Apollo was the Greek God of the Sun, among many other things. He was 13-year-old godling. There were many things he yet needed to learn about the world, but for now he was simply spending some time with his twin. The Sun God was young, but already powerful, practicing guaranteed a seat on the Olympian Council in a few years. His short hair was golden-blonde, and his eyes were blue like a cloudless day sky. He wore a beautiful, flawless white toga.

His (older) twin sister, Artemis, Goddess of the Moon and Hunt, had been arguing with him about their shared domain of archery. They were arguing the merits of certain woods for bow-making, and Apollo had finally challenged his sister to a bet. They would each use a bow of their preferred wood, and whomever got the most bullseyes would win… and be allowed to spank the looser.

[Bombay]

It was a simpler time when they were younger. Less responsibilities, less conflicts, just two twins trying to find their place in the world. Find their worth, their followers, their destiny. So, Artemis joined her brother taking a similar form. Messy brown hair that shaggily fell down her back flowed in the breeze as she walked. Ordained in an olive tunic, the messier twin chuckled at her brother’s bet.

“It seems you have forgotten your role brother, but I accept your terms. Just don’t be upset when I win~” the goddess mocked. Taking her bow made from the finest black lotuses she could find. The prickly tree reminds her of herself. Everyone thinks she’s standoffish and harsh, but on the inside, there’s so much potential. With string woven from the finest hemp by her nymphs, Artemis readied her bow. With a steady breath, the arrow flew in the air with a whistle hitting the edge of the bullseye, but still a bullseye nonetheless.

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“A good shot, twin,” Apollo nodded, appreciating the accuracy of her straight shot. “Try not to cry when you loose though,” he teased her, summoning his own bow. It was drakon-bone, a string made from the innards of the same draconic monster he had slain with his own divine hands.

Inhaling and pulling back the string, he took aim and released, the arrow piercing the air and hitting the edge of his own target’s bullseye. “One-to-one… for the moment. Your shot,” he stepped back.

[Bombay]

Rolling her eyes, she looked back at the boy and placed a hand on her hip “Oh what an original insult brother. I do wonder where you got that from” She snarked, commenting that his words and how similar they were to hers.

Yawning, the girl cracked her back “Oh sorry, was that supposed to be impressive? And here I thought you were going to be somewhat of a challenge~” the girl said with a playful smile. Reeling back, she let the arrow fly from her bow and the arrow got closer to the center of the bullseye.

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“What can I say, sister? ‘Tis a gift,” Apollo smirked infuriatingly, giving a playful wink to his twin in the hope that she would loose some of her composure. Alas, t’was not to be.

They continued to hit bullseyes back to back. Artemis and Apollo both proved their worth to the shared domain of archery; but there could still be but one victor. The score was sitting at five-to-four in favor of Artemis, but her twin believed he had a trick to win. Aiming, he moved the bow slightly as it fired, adding a spinning motion to the arrow. The arrow did indeed spin… causing it to miss the bullseye by less than half a centimeter.

[Bombay]

“A gift perhaps, but this gift comes with an unforeseen catch. It’s given you false confidence and have made you incredibly daft to the true archer between us two” The girl snarked and smirked as she looked back at her brother. She’s as cool as a cucumber.

Back and forth, back and forth. The two were evenly matched. If this kept going on, Artemis would have to retrieve her arrows. But with one left a piece, Apollo decided to be showy with his movement and miss the target. Tsking, the girl shook her head “Isn’t that unfortunate? But what can I say, the god of the sun just couldn’t help but be flashy, hmmm?” Snickering, Artemis let one more arrow fly and it hit right in the middle of the target. “Remind me because my math isn’t the best, what is the score brother dearest?”

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“I wouldn’t go so far as to say my confidence is false, sister. After all, I did save that one small polis in Anatolia during our adventures with naught but my arrows,” Apollo reminded her of saving that city from a monster horde. It had been one of the few times they were apart during their journey of self-discovery. What had the polis been called again? Troy?

Apollo pouted wordlessly. It was true, after all. As the God of the Sun, he couldn’t help but to try snd be a little bit flashy and impressive; it was in his nature. “The final score is five-to-four in your favor, Artemis,” he sighed. Though he had lost, that was because he had tried to be flashy, not because of his bow’s making, so he could at least have that.

Now he would have to deal with his twin busting his boyish bubble-butt; something she was quite familiar with doing.

[Bombay]

“But that’s the difference between you and me brother. I would say your confidence was falsely placed. I mean, why enter a bet where you know you’re going to lose?” Artemis continued to tease the boy. “Yes, but don’t forget who between us two is the goddess of the hunt~” she snickered.

That was his folly, although he was talented, he couldn’t subdue his showboating while the cool and collective Artemis never lost sight of the challenge. It’s something she’ll have to teach her brother. “Oh is it? Isn’t that interesting~” she added with a playful smile. Sitting on the ground, she pat her lap “Well Brother, I do believe you’re familiar with this position”

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“Now, now, it is never falsely placed. After all; if I had not, admittedly, show-boated, I would have beaten you. And not only are you the Goddess of the Hunt, but also the Moon. And the Moon is but a pale reflection of the Sun’s light,” he smirked at her.

Then she patted her lap, and he pouted, though did the honorable thing and obediently went to the familiar position over her knees. The young godling had been over her lap more times than he cared to count.

[Bombay]

Artemis raised an eyebrow at her brother’s response. “But how can you be so sure? We were evenly matched up until that fatal blunder, but that doesn’t mean you wouldn’t have messed up some other way” She threw back at her brother. “While that is true, your once pale bottom is going to be a hard reflection of my palm~” she smirked.

Placing a decisive hand on his lower back to keep the boy in place, Artemis raised her palm. To mess with her brother, she’d do a few fake swings only to get him to flinch, before the real one came thundering down on the center of his bottom.