sorry for this taking so long and sorry it's so short :x
"Yeah, that'll happen," Terpsichore snorted. She'd been lucky enough in having only been struck by the love god's arrows once, but all evidence pointed towards Eros being the same petulant, casually cruel, incredibly stupid being that had haunted them like a wingéd poltergeist thousands of years ago.
She looked at Apollo contemplatively. "Gods aren't good at learning. Except you, it seems."