A/N: I'm just going to call this the first of what may or may not become a collection of drabbles/one-shots/etc for the Clash/Wrath fandom. I can't help myself. Updates will probably be slow and sporadic, but you never know.
Dedicated to Desertfyre, who suggested that I try and carry on my Wrath-AU universe with some family-themed fics. My dear, this one is for you.
Title: Of Gods and Fish
Word Count: 300
Characters: Zeus, Perseus, bits of Hades and Helios
Warning: Mildly crack-ish... and since I hardly ever manage decent crack... well... I just hope it doesn't suck. It was written in about 15 minutes, so it probably does.
Summary: Perseus thinks that it's time Zeus took up a new hobby. Post-WotT. AU.
"You want me to do what?"
His eyes, he was certain, were wide with alarm as he stared at his son. Perseus stared back, and Zeus could tell that he was trying his best not to grin.
"Fishing," the Demigod said for possibly the fourth time. He lifted one of the knotted rope nets in demonstration, mouth still twitching in suppressed mirth. "You know, water, fish, food." He dropped the net and look at Zeus innocently. "It's fun."
"You cannot be serious."
"You've got to try it eventually," Perseus said. "Come on," he reasoned. "Mortals do it all the time. For a god it should be easy."
"Ex-god," Zeus reminded. "And I haven't the slightest idea of how to do this."
"I'll show you. It's nothing. With a little practice you'll be fine."
Zeus continued to stare at Perseus incredulously. "Perseus, I don't-"
"I won't take no for an answer. Please?"
Zeus glanced at Hades, who had been watching the entire conversation in silence lest he too be drawn into the scheme. The ex-god of the Underworld shrugged and shook his head; he wouldn't be any help.
Zeus sighed. "Very well."
Perseus grinned and from somewhere behind him young Helius let out a cheer.
"Great," the Demigod said, heaving up the nets and quickly dropping them in Zeus' arms. Zeus actually stumbled a bit in surprise and stared down at the tangled mess with wide and distrustful eyes.
"Come on," Perseus said, motioning for Zeus to follow him. "We'll make a fisherman out of you in no time."
Zeus looked from the nets, to his son, and back to the nets again. Helius rushed after Perseus, leaving the older man to follow.
"Why do I get the feeling that this isn't going to end well?"
Behind him, Hades actually laughed.