[ WP ] Every god ever worshiped by humanity exists . All of them live in a city in the sky and run everything that happens . However , many arguments arise over who gets to do what .

Apollo looked at the sky and frowned. Why the *hell* was the sun up already? Mondays were his turn to raise the sun and everyone knew it... Or at least he hoped they did. 
 
 `` Ra!'' He yelled. `` Get your ass over here! I swear if you did the sunrise today I will skin you alive! My name's on the schedule for Mondays, not yours!'' 
 
 A man with the head of a bird appeared in a flash of light. `` Wait, Monday was *your* day? I though I signed up for Mondays at the board meeting last weekend.'' 
 
 Apollo was tempted to punch Ra right there and then. `` Jesus, I swear none of you can read. We have a schedule board right in front of the city hall, but shit like this happens every other day!'' 
 
 `` What's going on now?'' 
 
 Apollo turned around to find that Jesus Christ had descended from the sky, riding a cloud. 
 
 `` What? No, Jesus, I was n't talking about you. I was just... forget it.'' 
 
 Apollo stormed off, fuming silently. What good was there in being a god when you've got thousands of them competing for the same few jobs? Might as well be a mortal at this rate. 
 
 Hm... Become a mortal. That did n't sound bad at all. Live a couple decades down on the ground, take a little break from life as an omnipotent being... 
 
 It's not like there would n't be anyone to fill his job. 
 
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 First time writing here, any criticism is appreciated!
