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He looked down at the ground, "Yes, you're right. A man should take responsibility for his actions. I agree." The boy took in a heavy breath, "I was flirting. I like her but she already said no. I'm sorry sir, I should have asked you first before I said anything to her. I'm sorry."

He shook his head and rolled his eyes. “The god of sweet song and serenades, is that suppose to make me feel better because from that I gather you are flirting with my daughter you little turd.” He sneered. “Ask, Eros, why should I? I’m asking you. A man should take responsibility for his actions, don’t you?”

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He watched the older god with a such a elated gaze that he felt somehow unburdened by everything around him. "You like it? Did you like your name?" The boy had such a curiosity for information. The more the other spoke the more he wanted to know about Eros and everything around them.

Nykterinos puckered his lips a little about to laugh, "I don't want a bad temper. I guess if he shows that I will have to close my eyes so I don't learn it from him. What do you think I'll get from you?" He asked, "He comes at night to visit, does he sing you songs in the night? Maybe say poems?" He was a little curious about the visits, "I can't wait till I do. He sounds interesting...oh? It's not all too bad, I meant. That he might not be here but he comes out to see you. It means he cares a lot."

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       Eros laughed at how excited he was about the animals, and not wanting to interrupt him, the primordial just nodded. “Alright, alright,” He nodded, and after hearing his name, Eros thought about it. “Nykterinos.” He repeated. “Well, that’s a pretty name for a pretty bird like you,” The beta smiled and nuzzled his son.

"Mm, I don’t know. Maybe you’ll be like him, who knows. Well, probably you will end up being a lot like him. Very stubborn. Let’s hope you don’t get to have his bad temper." He smiled. "Oh, yes. He sometimes comes. At night. Maybe too late for you to see him, but you might even talk to him sometime." Eros tilted his head. "It’s not all what?"

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Gingerly he responded, "y-y-yes." He tried to piece things together first and then felt sure. "You're Leto? You're Apollo's mother." He was still calling both parents father and didn't want to confuse himself.

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"You must be the grandson I have been hearing so much about….." She ducked her head, seeing so much of her son and an equal amount of his lover. "What is your name, sweet child?"

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Nykterinos stared down at his own makeshift waffles. "I tried..." He offered them some. "It doesn't look like the picture so I'm not sure if they change or if it changes something about them." The waffles were crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, even if they were oddly shaped.

The boy looked over at Apollo his brows came together, "What lifestyle?" He didn't understand what the other meant, "If you love each other then why do you fight. is it bad if you don't fight?" He looked to both of them for answers. "If you fight it doesn't mean you hate me right?"

Apollo watched the boy bring in the food and wondered if he should help him, however as it was successfully brought to the table, Apollo didnt move. “Parents fight sometimes.” Apollo stated as a fact, not sure what he was supposed to say or if it was his cue to apologize. “We have disagreements but it doesn’t mean I hate your father, I love him and we sometimes get angry at one another because I don’t understand his life style.”

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He moved closer to the female in order to seek warmth. And now he found her question odd. "A tribe? No." He shook his head finding it a rather silly thing, "I was with the birds. And then I saw the sun and I started following it. It kept moving further and further away as the day went on." He explained.

The queen softened her features, She knows how scary she can be specially to youngsters. Perhaps this boy came from the nearby tribe and that is why he ask. He seems to young to go through the rite of passage. Penthesilea smile and invite him to come closer, she open her furry cape. “come is cold here, and you don’t offend me child. I just found the question odd—-” she paused. ” Are you a Gargerean? Your tribe most be missing you.”

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"Mine-mine too." He admitted, fully charged with an array of words he could use. There was inspiration in his eyes after their little kiss. And everything was clear as he moved to sit down and jot down the writings he saw in his mind's eye. "I might be. We won't know. I can't tell the future. I can only stay in the present."

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It felt strange and sweet to have the young boy’s lips on hers. The small peck was replied to with a longer and smaller kiss. Showing him or least showing him what she had seen on the tele. Usually the kisses lasted longer and then faded to black on the screen but this was real life and she didn’t know what she was doing. This was all new to her. When their lips parted she smiled, blush hitting her cheeks. “That was my first kiss…Nykterinos.” Quickly she smacked his shoulder and chest playfully. “You’re going to be a handful aren’t you?”

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He chuckled, "I'll leave but not before saying this: You should not feel so entitled to anything. You are but one deity that serves desire. You are replaceable." The little god moved to leave, a grin spread across his lips as he left.

"How arrogant of you." She went over to the pull bell, planning to summon the guard.

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"I treasure the little things in life." He added, with a smile. "No, I can't steal an actual kiss. That wouldn't be right, not until I know you better at least. There is a proper way to do things but. I guess I don't follow them. My father says that mortals put things in a good column and a bad column. But that we as gods should, nor should they. Do what feels good for the sake of it. There is no good or bad. So I will follow his example. And do as he does."

She rather liked his boldness. “You get so happy over…” Philophrosyne couldn’t help but giggle, “I really think you have stolen an actual kiss, maybe then your smug little face might have merit. ” She smacked her lips.”I really liked the song, maybe we could make this a thing. You play me something and I play you something too….”

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The makeshift platter was slightly a mess as he carried it to the table and ran back for syrup and other things to put on the waffles he made. He had been watching the morning show and you-tube to see if he could make something. French toast was too hard and he didn't want to open the tunnel of doom, called an oven.  "You guys. I heard you fighting before about things...." He placed his hands on his hips to express that he too was mad. "And those things. The vile sows." He needed to stop watching cartoon network.

Staring at the two for a moment, Apollo pondered what to do. He didn’t know what shadows the child referred to but he at least knew that the image their child had of him shouldn’t be one of him angry. “I don’t like wa—” he shut his mouth for a second then nodded, “Alright, thanks.” He corrected his manners. The kid at least did something for them and he should be grateful. He wasn’t going to tell him his father and himself weren’t arguing because if he saw negativity then he wasn’t going to tell him what he saw. Glancing at Eros he wasn’t sure what to do or if he would be okay with talking with the child so he waited for him to speak.

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"Hey you brat. Stay away from the other brat you two don't know what the hell you are doing. She looks too old for you anyway because you were what? Just born yesterday? So be careful before /something/ happens."

He looked up at his father innocently, then began to stutter.  “Before what happens? What is this something, and, and she doesn’t like me that way. We’re just friends.”

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"Repeating it, won't make me change my mind about you, you have turned into a creature to me."

"I have told you I am not a creature. I am a divine goddess," She snapped: "Door’s that way."

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"I don't like the fighting, why is everyone fighting. I blame the shadows talking nothing but cruelties. But...." He understood his father's side and he understood his daddy's side. Still he wanted to be the mediator here. "We are all going to sit and talk. I made waffles."

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He chuckled, "Okay, I don't like but but who am I to discourage it?" He furrowed his brows, 'I'm no sue if that makes any sense...."

    “Well, I’m calling you bud now.            Let’s just if you were ever to be homeless, you would be for long.”

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He listened to her story and he did not find t tragic at all, except for the poor children who had to suffer such a horrible mother who valued her mate more than her offspring, but that is just how life was. Nykterinos twisted his lips hearing that her spirit wander in purgatory seeking out children to pas as her won so she could be with her lover.

The young god liked the story about the boy and the girl better. "So they runaway because they are in love..." he was caught off guard by her question and instead decided to answer it in a different way, by giving her a peck on the lips. He was still a child and he didn't know how kisses worked but he felt as though he made an adequate attempt. "I think you know the answer. I would follow you anywhere."

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She pursed her lips and nodded, “Well part of it is sad but not for the so called villain in this story. Now, there are many telling to how this came about this is one of them.” She cleared her throat, “One day a long long time ago there was this beautiful woman named Maria, she was so lovely in fact that many said she was the most beautiful woman in the world. And with that Maria grew conceited and thought to herself that she would marry only the most handsome man. And so she did, she married a man very fitting for herself and above her station. Together they had two children and every thing was fine, but as years past her husband seemed to be called back to the wild. And he would only come to see his children. He’d kiss them and not bother with poor Maria. Of course this made her upset, but not quite as upset as when she heard that he was seeing another woman. So one day she lead her children to the river…” The grace continued her story, “And pushed them in, holding their heads under the water until they drowned. In her madness she allowed the river to take them. But her husband came back and looked about for his son and daughter, and could not find them. She moved to him, viciously called him out on the affair. But he said, he promised to her that if she brought his children to him he would stay with her.” She licked her bottom lip, “And that’s when she realized what she had done. She ran to the river, screaming for her children. Wailing and crying over what she had done and the fact that she could not be with her beloved until she found them….but the story doesn’t end there. No, after her passing you can hear her wails carrying over the water. And when a mother doesn’t watch her child, the wailing woman would take them in place of the child she lost. But when she realizes it’s not her child she drowns it in the river.”

Maybe it wasn’t a scary story but it was one she enjoyed. Philophrosyne chuckled at the mention of the movie she was talking about, “it’s about a boy and girl who like each other. They decide to runaway together because they fell in love and it just tears the town apart and opens things up for everyone. It’s cute. You might like it.” She smacked her lips, “If I asked you to run away with me, would you?”

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He was happy that she enjoyed his rendition of her favourite song. And with her embrace he felt his heart pound so much so that he thought she could hear it. As they parted he felt the urge to lean in a little closer and place a kiss on her cheek. And so he did, taking great pride in what he did. "There, I stole a kiss.all me a thief. For one day I will seal a real one."He quipped, though he did mean it. He wanted his first kiss to be with her. Even if he was to be a chaste god, he still wanted that moment.

She watched him play and it was magnificent. She couldn’t believe how well he did with the instrument. “Wow” It was her favourite song being played to her by such a young boy it felt almost romantic. The young grace pursed her lips and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as she watched him perform. She wouldn’t forget herself. She too had to remain without attachments otherwise she would never be able to do her job properly. Once he was finished she smiled, “You play beautifully. I loved it.” She moved to embrace the boy.

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"Can't or wont?" He questioned her ramblings, "I know you care about me deeper than you would like to admit. And yes, I know how this will end with one of us turning into something horrible....I don't care about those adult stuff. I'd be happy to hold your hand, to sing you songs and even kiss your cheek. I would never ask for anything more. I promise. Just think about it, my aunt was once going to decided to marry, she found her exception. I found mine."

"you don’t understand." He was putting her on the spot and that wasn’t fair. All along she had told him that she couldn’t have feelings for him but he wouldn’t listen to anything. "It’s not that I don’t care about you but look at you. You grow, you get older as I will not. I will never. I can’t ever give you things that you need as an adult. Because I am going to stay as I am." She shook her head, "It’s not that I don’t. It’s not that. I can’t. Why can’t you understand that? I can’t, okay. I can’t."

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He hated these beings that did that and made him doubt his father's love. "Angry, cruel, selfish. I will kill them all for making me feel this was and dishonoring you like this this. i will kill them all." he had a few people in mind already but he wouldn't say who he placed the blame on. Nykterinos wrapped his arms around his father. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have....I'm----I shouldn't .....I'm sorry."

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         ”I’ve told you before, my little bird, that people are so hurt and angry, that they would say a lot of things to make everyone’s life worse. They don’t want to be the only ones suffering.” Sighs and kneels in front of him. “You are more than enough, you are important to me. We are not having more children. I will take care of you now.”