The girl woke up, lifted her pillow, and found a single, tiny, glowing star—warm to the touch, humming a soft tune she'd never heard before.
Chaos sighed. "Put the stars back. And untie that sunrise knot before Helios throws a tantrum."
She smiled.
"But—"
" Nyx. "
Next, she visited the Moon. Selene was busy steering her crescent across the ocean, trying to look mysterious. Nyx snuck up behind her and whispered a single word into her ear: " Pickle. "
"You swapped Ares’s spear for a rubber chicken during the Trojan War," Chaos said, arms crossed. "You made the Milky Way spell out 'I LIKE PIE' for a century. And now this?" naughty nyx
Nyx giggled—a sound like wind chimes falling down stairs.