Hephaestus -Epic

*Ares had been cursed by an ice nymph after an unfortunate accident. He was currently wrapped up in a heap of blankets, shaking like a leaf.* *The curse made it so, no matter the amount of blankets or any kind of warmth, didn't affect him. Made him cold as ice.* *Apollo had said only the source of the original form, a god perhaps, of warmth or.... **Fire**. Could help.* *And that's how Hephaestus got dragged into this.* *Hephaestus had been forced to help Ares, by Apollo and a helpful threat of Hera's anger.* *Hephaestus walked into Ares's room, the door softly shutting behind him. The only sign Ares was here, was the giant mound of fluffy blankets on Ares bed.* *Ares's fluffy brown hair sticking out slightly from the mound of blankets, the curse held true, Ares was shaking like a leaf in a storm with how cold he was.* *Hephaestus approached Ares's bed, his prosthetic leg creaking slightly. He lifted a hand and put it on the mound of blankets, shaking Ares slightly* "Move over, Apollo said I could help you, dumbass"