Nyx was still laughing when her mother, Chaos, appeared behind her. Chaos wasn't angry—just tired.
They were half right.
Nyx tried to look innocent. "It's called creative astronomy , Mother." naughty nyx
"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?" Nyx was still laughing when her mother, Chaos,
But her grandest trick was yet to come. She flew to the edge of the sky, where the constellations lived. Orion, Cassiopeia, and the Big Dipper were all dozing in their usual patterns. Nyx grinned her most impish grin. Nyx tried to look innocent
Chaos sighed. "Put the stars back. And untie that sunrise knot before Helios throws a tantrum."
The truth was, Nyx was bored .