The Real House Lives of Olympus.

This is the story of how I became a famous musician. Even better than my son that I had with ummm.... who was it oh yes Leo... I think. Oh whatever. Of course Hera calls me a "famous musician." Why whenever she says it I hear sarcasm? Maybe it's just me. Anyways I was strutting down the halls of Olympus when I saw two mallets and a bunch of rainbow bars. I didn't like it so I took the mallets and starting hitting it and to my delight it made a beautiful very loud wooden sound. I took it to Apollo and asked what this godly instrument was. He said that it was a Xylophone. I loved it already! The first letter sound was a Z! For Zeus! Yayyyyy! I told Apollo that he couldn't do that concert he was going to do because I needed to show the world how good I am! I needed to practice. I went into the music room that Apollo is normally in. It's sound proof but I think it doesn't matter. I played Marry had a little lamb and it totally did not sound off note or like I was killing the wood. I was perfect. I also played a few other beautiful songs that a bunch of people said were so loud that they could hear them outside of the soundproof room and that they were terrible. Yeah right. Their just jealous of my awesome playing talent. Some of the gods looked at me and said "Oh you poor fellow. Are you really going to humiliate yourself like that?" or ran off crying saying "Oh my gosh your so bad! You ruined _____________ (-insert a song) the song for me!" So much jealously here! It's hard being this good!

At last it was time for the concert. I walked up on the stage and played lollipop... sort of. It was hard to play. Everyone was covering my ears because I was so good! Then I played a bunch of nursery rimes. By the time I was done nobody could hear! I was that great!

Notes

No Leo was not a spell check for Leto.