Wearing Pandora is swollen and broken [Greek mythology]

As for why Pan Duoduo suddenly recognized her cheap father, she actually didn't think about it at first.

When she saw her creator, the god of fire, Hephaestus, suddenly appear in her field of vision, she was so nervous that she fell into cold sweat for a moment.In fact, when she was still a clay sculpture, the psychological shadow left by this person was too great-she even suspected that she had a post-traumatic stress reaction.

However, Pan Duoduo quickly forced herself to calm down, and began to analyze the reason why this god suddenly appeared here.All kinds of thoughts flashed through her mind, and what she suspected the most was that Prometheus' illusion could not deceive Zeus, which made him suspicious, so she sent a god to spy on her...

However, when Pan Duoduo saw that the other party had been wandering by the bank of the creek, with her head down as if looking for something, she couldn't help but feel a surge in her heart.

Isn't that place exactly where I lit the fire for the first time more than two months ago?That was the first time she used the principle of frictional heat generation to ignite a flame in this world...

And Hephaestus is the god of forging and fire...

The horrifying association made Pan Duoduo turn pale. She didn't expect that she would be noticed by God if she lighted a fire casually... Now she is quite unlucky to appear at the scene of the incident, and she almost wants to cry without tears.

...No matter what, Olympus must never be aware of her relationship with the flame.It's not that she's afraid that the ignition method will be discovered, but that Olympus will doubt her.

—A small human being can actually create flames... Even if she explained that she discovered it by accident, it would probably be difficult not to arouse inquiries and doubts...Since Prometheus can perceive her specialness, then other gods will naturally Can……

Therefore, it is imperative to keep Olympus' suspicion of her at a minimum so that she can be safer...

They have already bumped into Hephaestus, and it is probably impossible to sneak away.So, Pan Duoduo chose to take a shortcut without blushing, and she naturally picked up her old profession when facing the gods of Olympus - acting.

Isn't it just acting?She can.Simple and innocent little white flower image, arrangement, distraction, arrangement.

And so Cheap Daddy was born.

Judging from the current results, this strategy is indeed effective, at least in Pan Duoduo's view, this Lord Vulcan has no doubts about her words at all...

But... always feel a little too hard?Silently watching Vulcan who turned into the old father of her "natal family", Pan Duoduo began to wonder whether her shameless "father" was a bit too easy to use...

It's impossible to just call her like a child, right?

Absolutely not... Pan Duoduo shook her head for her own thoughts...

Even if the other party is a god with a honest personality, he is still a god of Olympus...

On the way back to the stone house, Pan Duoduo obediently followed Hephaestus, while happily telling him what she had seen and heard in the human world, and at the same time sadly mentioned the relationship between herself and Prometheus. grievances.

"I clearly have no grievances or enmities with him," the girl felt wronged and pitiful when she mentioned this matter, with inconspicuous tears flashing under her drooping eyelashes, "but he almost killed me without saying a word... ..."

"The worst thing is that he tore the dress my father gave me." The girl's voice was full of distress, as if her most cherished treasure had been destroyed.

Hephaestus heard the girl say this, and when he looked at her pitiful appearance, he didn't suspect him.He muttered to himself that his suspicious father was just looking for trouble, and his dissatisfaction with Prometheus also rose to the extreme.

Gods like them only know how to let him make weapons and tools every day, but they don't know how much effort and energy he needs to spend in making these works... Especially the work of Pandora itself is made of the most fragile and ordinary materials. Made of materials... Prometheus almost pierced her with an arrow?

I really don't know the hard work of the craftsman.

Hephaestus thought unhappily, and when he heard that the work that was almost destroyed was still regretting her broken skirt, a little sympathy rose in his heart.

Look at the poor child, no one cares about him, no one loves him, he only wears a torn skirt.Even the bows and arrows in his showroom are equipped with several different ornate bows...

Immediately, Vulcan, who felt that he had to be treated equally, waved his hand, "Don't be sad, what's so bad about an old dress, isn't it just a skirt? I'll make it for you."

Wow.

Pan Duoduo was surprised, Pan Duoduo was surprised, Pan Duoduo wanted to go around in circles.

Made by Vulcan, these words represent the highest level in the world of Greek mythology...

Women's obsession with fancy clothes is a kind of nature, and Pan Duoduo is no exception.Thinking that this master god wants to make a skirt for himself, and the skirt made by the other party can not be infiltrated by water or fire... Pan Duoduo suddenly felt that he had picked up a big leak.

She looked at the god who created her with bright eyes, and asked sincerely with a voice full of hope, "Is what you said true?"

The little girl's eyes are very pure and transparent blue. When he is stared at by her shining eyes, Hephaestus can easily feel her expectation—as if he really likes the dress he made , even if it's just a skirt.

"Do you like the dress I made for you that much?" Hephaestus asked her.

"I like it, I like it very much. The skirt you made is the best." It doesn't need to be washed, it is invulnerable to water and fire, it can't be pierced by ordinary knives, and it is beautiful. Only fools don't like it.

The craftsman and God of Fire from Olympus was a little stunned when he heard such a response.

It seems that it is the first time that anyone is looking forward to and loving his works so enthusiastically.

As the most inconspicuous of the twelve main gods, Hephaestus, who has a rough appearance and a flawed body, has always been used to doing his own work in silence, and according to the requirements of other gods, he made the necessary utensils for them... …

All the gods think this is what he should do, even himself.

He used to forge powerful weapons for his father and uncles in order to prove that he is not a waste; and in order to please his mother Hera, he made exquisite jewelry for her... When the beautiful Aphrodite became his wife , he only wished to use his own hands to create all the beauty and dedicate it to her...

He actually didn't know what he got in exchange for these hands that could forge in the end.Maybe I have everything, maybe I have nothing...

Now Hephaestus only knew that when the little girl in front of him praised the ordinary dress he made with expectant tone, it felt like some missing place had been filled.

It is probably the difference between a work that is expected by myself and a work that is expected by others.

No matter how good a work of art is, it needs an audience.After a long period of self-admiration, the brightest colors will be dimmed.

This simple and rough god suddenly grinned, and Pan Duoduo only saw the other side's full beard move upwards, but she always felt that the god in front of her seemed a little more genuinely happy.

"Good boy, when we get to your place, Dad will build it for you." Vulcan's rough face showed a little softness, he stretched out his big palm full of thick calluses, and gently rubbed the little girl's soft skin. s hair.

It was the first time that the other party used the identity of "father", and Pan Duoduo was a little stunned... But this strange feeling didn't make her feel disgusted, it was a bit novel... so she didn't have the idea of ​​being too repulsive... …

During the next part of the journey, the atmosphere between one person and one god seemed to be more harmonious.So, when Epimetheus was waiting for his girl at the door, he saw his baby walking back with a familiar male god talking and laughing from a distance.

Seeing that the other party was still scheming to help carry the girl's rattan basket, the blond god's heart was full of alarm bells. He glared at the nasty guy a little angrily, and ran over to pick up his girl. guy away.

Blooming is his, hateful guy go away!

When she was about to get home, Pan Duoduo looked up at the stone house, and saw her new boyfriend running towards her like a dog protecting food.The other party glared at her newly-baked cheap dad obviously angrily, and the hostility in those jewel-like emerald eyes seemed to be substantive.

Oh hoo.

Pan Duoduo turned her head with some guilt, and saw that Hephaestus was also staring at Epimetheus unhappily, and he had obviously recognized him.

"Who are you! Stay away from my Duo Duo!"

"Epimetheus!"

The two gods spoke angrily at the same time.

"You know me? But you look a little familiar..." The blond god son fell into doubt for a moment, then remembered the business, and stared back at the male god in front of him, "No matter who you are, stay away from my Duo Duo , give me her rattan basket, you don’t need to carry it!”

"For you?" Hephaestus sneered, and snorted in a rough voice, "Why did you go so early? How can she carry such a heavy thing with such a thin and weak body?"

These words made Epimetheus stunned, "I..."

"What are you?" The normally meek deity seemed to be on fire at this moment, his temper ignited and he couldn't suppress it, "How do you take care of people? Let the child carry such a heavy thing by himself, if he is pressed What if it’s broken? Also, she’s been sent to you for several months, and she’s still wearing that torn skirt... You’re a god after all, you’re just raised like that?”

Epimetheus lowered his head lower and lower due to the crackling reprimand... The other party did not accuse him for no reason, he was right. Dodo has suffered a lot since he came here... Ashamed and guilty Floating up, he is indeed too useless...

And Dodo actually accepted such a useless self... He felt both lucky and happy but also guilty and bewildered...

When Pan Duoduo saw that her dog's ears were drooping, she felt very distressed.It took a lot of coaxing and teaching to build up a little self-confidence for Gougou, and now he must not be beaten back to his original form...

No one knows better than her that his kindness to her is unmatched by any god in this world.

The girl grabbed cheap father's sleeve and said softly, "Father, Amy is actually very good to me, so don't talk about him..."

The voice favored by the god of music is soft and pleasant. When a girl speaks in such a sincere and coquettish tone, no one can refuse her request.

Hephaestus stopped to scold. He looked down at the pleading girl with a bit of resentment, and finally glared at the bad client who would not cherish his works in his mind.

"If Pandora hadn't kept telling me about your kindness to her on the way, I wouldn't have said more than one or two words about you today." Vulcan, who compromised with the girl, snorted.

But over there, Epimetheus was stunned.

What did he just hear?

"dad"

Is that what he understood? ... Dodo's father?

Epimetheus raised his head, staring blankly at the short, strong, and rough-faced red-haired male god in front of him, and then at the bright and beautiful little girl beside him like a delicate rose.

...the difference is huge, not alike at all.

Wait a minute, Dodo is a created person, she said who created her...

Epimetheus looked at the iconic messy red hair, and finally recognized the male god whom his baby called "Papa", and fell into a strange silence at the same time.