(3,000 years later.)

"Hey honey." I called to Hades. After Zym and I had recovered, Hades and I had started dating and had gotten married a few years afterward. I had just returned from a business trip. It was a long business trip. I had been away for most of spring and summer. 

I looked at Hades, who hadn't replied to my greeting. He was sitting on the couch, shoulders hunched over, eyes glued to the flat-screen TV in front of him. It was a gift from Hermes. He said it was all the rage with mortals nowadays.

At first, Hades was wary of the gift, being from the God of trickery and all. But he eventually grew to like it. Who knew my gloomy Underworld husband could be such a Netflix binge watcher?

As I slid next to him, I asked,

"What's playing?"

He answered with a short reply.

"Zeus is having another affair."

"Oh what a surprise. This can only end brilliantly."

Hades turned to me. 

"I eagerly await the moment when he pledges to spend his entire life with her and they join hands in blissful monogamy."

"He's actually touching her cheek now. This is truly the greatest romance of our age. I feel as though I'm watching history in the making."

"I want to commision Orpheus to write a string ballad about their true love."

"Should we intervene?"

"Gods no. We haven't gotten to the good bit yet."

"Do you mean the part when he turns into some sort of improbable animal and makes sweet bestial love to her, or when their child is born and Hera flies into a homicidal range?"

"I actually meant the part where her husband comes home, but you're totally right, those are the best bits."

"Since yesterday, anyway."

"Ha, yeah. She was a good one."

"I particularly like the way she exploded."

"Hey look, her husband's home!"

"This is going to be good. Pass me the popcorn." Hades did go get me some popcorn, and while he was gone, his phone started ringing. I had gotten it for him on his birthday. I picked up.

"Yes?"

"Hello, Persephone." It was Embeth. "Good to see you're back."

"I'm glad I'm back too. What's the matter?"

"I'm sorry to to tell you this but..." she rushed off. My jaw dropped open. Hades chose that moment to come back into the room.

"Persephone, what happened?" he asked curiously. I took a breath.

"Morpheus has escaped."

DUN DUN DUNNN!! Haha! That closes off Freedom Against Will, ladies and gentlemen! I'm debating whether or not to write a sequel, but we'll see. :) Don't forget to comment and vote!