My mischief had landed me in the wrong spot.
I was caught. Apollo had caught me in the act of stealing his beloved cattle, and I had nothing to show for it. He marched up to my cave, and took me to Mount Olympus, to appear before Zeus. I had disappointed Apollo with my actions, and felt horrible. Zeus, however, found it amusing, to my surprise. This could have ended in massive punishment, but instead ended up with me returning the cattle of Apollo, after which I played him a glorious song on my lyre.
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