"Luna, wake up. My shift's over. Did you forget to hang up the stars again? How are the mortals supposed to enjoy a nice beautiful night if the sky's pitch black?" Solari grumbled, grabbing a handful of stars and quickly placing them along the night sky. There was so much to do before the humans woke up, and his sister was not being much of a help. She kept sleeping even though her shift had already begun.
That was all she ever did. Sleep. How were the other gods going to respect them at this rate? She was the goddess of the Moon, not the goddess of Sleep!
"Can I get a few more minutes? I swear I'll get up eventually..." Luna yawned.
Her brother was not about to let her sleep for another moment. Then, he noticed something beneath Luna's bed of clouds. It was a spear, shaped like a thunderbolt.
Oh no, was that what I think it is? Helios wondered, picking it up and examining it. The first touch sent a painful jolt of electricity down his arm.
"Nice, you found my back scratcher," Luna said, snatching the spear out of Solari's hands and using it to relief an itch. Solari rolled his eyes and stole it back.
"It's not a back scratcher. It's Zephyr's thunderbolt! No wonder the mortals haven't been getting any rain recently. How's he supposed to make any new clouds without this thing?" Solari asked, waiting for Luna to explain herself.
For the first time, his sister awoke, fully alert. "I'm so sorry. It's all my fault...Wait a second, how'd it get here in the first place? Did you invite your boyfriend over while I was asleep?"
Whoops, she caught him there. He brought Zephyr over while she was still having her nap. That must have been how he lost his talisman. They had been...a little distracted.
Solari needed to make this right. He rushed over to the Cloud kingdom, where a handsome god with sleek black hair and striking blue eyes was waiting for him at the top of a giant grey stormcloud.
The poor mortals on the ground below were waiting for an end to this relentless dry spell.
"Whew, that was a long run. Hey, Zephyr. I found something of yours," Solari said, tossing the ancient magic weapon to his boyfriend.
"Oh no, did I leave that at your house again? I'm such a scatterbrain."
"Well, you're a cute scatterbrain, now hurry up and make some storm clouds before the poor mortals die of thirst."
Zephyr struck the cloud below him and the dry spell was ended by a day of gentle rain. Solari wrapped his hand in Zephyr's and the two of them looked to the mortal plane. The mortals seemed grateful, but Zephyr and Solari knew the truth. They messed up big time, and they needed to be a lot more careful in the future.