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### **The Gods Are Watching (And They Have Opinions)**
As my shuttle breached Earth's atmosphere, the divine peanut gallery was already in session. The cosmic conference room—now littered with empty ambrosia bottles and a half-eaten platter of universe-shaped nachos—erupted into chaos.
**Loki**, currently wearing a "#1 Apocalypse Fan" t-shirt, kicked his feet up on the table.
**"Told you he'd go full supervillain."**
**Zeus** slammed a lightning bolt into the floor, frying a holographic display of my moon base. **"This is OUTRAGEOUS! Since when do mortals get *personal space empires*?!"**
**The Goddess of Loophole Abuse** sighed, massaging her temples. **"Since *someone* approved Type 3 tech in the Wish Terms and Conditions."** She shot a glare at Loki, who was now doodling dicks on the sacred scrolls.
**Michael the Archangel** looked ready to combust. **"He's *hoarding salvation* up there! That moon base could house millions!"**
**Lucifer**, sipping a damned mimosa, smirked. **"Oh relax, Mikey. He's just being *efficient*.
Why save peasants when you can save… *tastefully selected* peasants?"**
**Buddha** exhaled slowly. **"The real question is: *Will he share the space ramen?*"**
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### **Hades' Hot Take**
**Hades** leaned forward, suddenly invested. **"Wait. Does this mean *zombies can't reach the Moon*?"**
**Athena** facepalmed. **"That's what you're worried about?"**
**"YES!"** Hades threw his hands up. **"The Underworld's *already* at capacity! If zombies can't die *again*, where do their souls go? My paperwork will be *eternal*!"**
**Anubis**, who had been silently tallying souls on a clipboard, nodded gravely. **"Seconded. This violates *at least* twelve underworld zoning laws."**
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### **The Divine Vote (Spoiler: It's a Mess)**
**Odin** banged Gungnir against the table. **"ENOUGH! We vote: *Allow the moon base loophole?*"**
**Ayes (Let Ron Keep His Space Toys):**
- **Lucifer** ("Chaos is *fun*")
- **Loki** ("Best. Show. Ever.")
- **Hades** ("Fewer zombies = less overtime")
**Nays (Smite the Madman):**
- **Michael** ("THIS IS HERESY")
- **Athena** ("He'll *definitely* abuse this")
- **Zeus** ("I didn't get a moon base at *his* age!")
**Abstained:**
- **Buddha** (Too busy meditating)
- **Anubis** (Still doing math on zombie souls)
The Goddess groaned. **"Tie goes to the mortal. *Again*."**
**Loki** popped confetti. **"WOO! *Space capitalism wins!*"**
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### **Meanwhile, Back on the Moon…**
I stood at the panoramic windows of my throne room, Earth glowing blue in the distance. **"Snow, any chance the gods are pissed?"**
A holographic screen flashed to life, showing the divine meeting. Loki waved at the camera.
**"Analysis,"** Snow deadpanned. **"50% want you dead. 50% want popcorn. Buddha is… meditating aggressively."**
Janno floated upside down. **"So *basically*… you're fine."**
I grinned. **"Then let's test the *real* limits of this wish."**
**TO BE CONTINUED…**
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