The silence in the hall extended for quite a few more moments before the loud sounds of two people arguing could be heard. As the two in question got closer, the voices became louder until the doors burst open to reveal the two gods, Hephaestus, and Apollo. One, grim faced and looking as though he wanted to club the other up side the head was occupied trying to get his hands on the other god. Apollo in turn was dancing around the other, spouting varies lines of poetry and verse about him.<br/><br/>"At the forge, he slaves away, where maidens fear to tread..." Ducking under the arm of Hephaestus, Apollo laughed. Turned to face the angry god, he gave little heed to where he was going.<br/><br/>"Come now, one would think I had insulted y--" He was cut off as he tripped over the other's extended leg, sprawling on his back before Zeus.<br/><br/>"Oh, hey dad." Apollo said from the ground, waving up at the god.<br/><br/>Having had enough of Apollo's antics, Hephaestus crossed the room and found himself a spot far from Hera's throne. He noticed that only Aphrodite and Athena had come yet, strange that none others had yet arrived. Crossing his arms he directed his gaze to the floor.<br/><br/>"Idiot." He muttered under his breath, half hoping Apollo would hear.<br/><br/>Either not hearing Hephaestus' comment, or choosing to ignore it, Apollo scrambled back to his feet, a slight blush on his cheeks as he too found himself a seat next to Aphrodite.<br/><br/>"Aphrodite, looking feisty." He said as he neared her, winking while taking a seat next to the goddess. "Where's everyone else at?" He asked, noticing for the first time how empty the hall was.