Kronos - Throws Up Kids

The Titans gulped down their tasty beverages. Kronos immediately noticed that his nectar tasted weird, but it was a contest. He couldn’t stop chugging. The whole point was to drain the cup! Maybe his taste buds were just a little off. After all, Zeus had never steered him wrong.
Kronos drained his nectar in two and a half seconds. He slammed the goblet upside down on the table and shouted: “I win! I—”
The next sound out of his mouth was like a walrus getting the Heimlich maneuver.
There’s no pleasant way to say it. Kronos puked. He puked a puke worthy of the king of the universe. It was a kingly puke.
His stomach tried to propel itself out his throat. His mouth hinged open all by itself—the better to upchuck you with, my dear—and shot out five gods, a very slimy rock, quite a lot of nectar, some biscuits, and a chariot license plate. (No, I don’t know how all that got in there.)
The five disgorged gods immediately grew to full-size adults right there on the dining table. The Titan guests stared in amazement, their minds working slowly due to the spiked nectar.
As for Kronos, he was still trying to catapult his guts across the throne room.
“Get—” He retched. “—them!”

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