GONE FOR GOOD.

“Yeah I did meet Poseidon actually, really nice guy at least to me he was.” He smiles a bit. “Hmm okay I guess I can believe that. So who are you then?” he raises an eyebrow and sticks his hands in his pockets. “Aphrodite?” he knows he probably shouldn’t tease someone he just met but he couldn’t help it it was in his nature, and he did not mean any harm from it, just the playful side of him that he couldn’t always control.

“Poseidon doesn’t exist.” He says flatly, trying not to grow irritated by this man. “Do I look like I have tits and a vagina to you?” Now the witch’s demeanor stiffens. He doesn’t exactly recognize such playfulness because all he really hears is an insult. “If you’re trying to tell me I’m attractive you’re only succeeding in me further considering bodily harm.”

“You’re asking me to do the impossible. How am I supposed to ignore her when she reaches for me?” It was really becoming a problem. At this rate, Heechul would be carrying her for the rest of his life if he didn’t learn to say now.

“You tell her no.” Jaejoong, on the other hand, is good at telling his adorable daughter the word no. Even if she is the apple of his eye he still has a bit of firmness with her. It would appear as though Heechul has none, and the witch simply smirks as he thinks about it.

“Oh wait, they are huh?” he thinks for a moment. “Okay Dear Triton and oh my Poseidon!” he grins. “Young people? Hmm I’m glad I look young! But you look young yourself, matey.”

“Yes, Neptune is the Roman name of Poseidon.” The witch huffs a little. “Triton is Poseidon’s son, so I guess that works.” He crosses his arms over his chest. “I’m much older than you will ever be.”

He played it off easily, hanging on the witch’s shoulder for a moment before righting himself. “Yeah, but I don’t know how to use them. Which also brings me to the fact that I don’t know how to use any of what I have. I almost blew up my kitchen today, you know?”

“Well you need to study more.” He reaches up and pushes a few wavy strands of Heechul’s hair from his eyes. “I’ll help you but you can’t get distracted with Hwayoung’s fat little cheeks anymore, okay?”

“Dear Neptune, what in Poseidon’s ocean do you mean?! Matey means like mate, dude, friend, guy? I dunno!” he scrunches his nose then laughs.

“Okay, wait.” He scowls and points a bony finger at the other. “First of all, Neptune and Poseidon are the same deity. And.. mate? Dude? What is all of this nonsense? Young people are so confusing..”

“Maybe… Probably not. I want to fly.” He stood up on the tips of his toes as if it would help him get into the air, but he only managed to lose his balance, conveniently giving him a reason to touch as he caught himself on Jaejoong’s shoulder.

When Heechul stumbles forward he sighs and reaches up to steady the other. Then he pats his shoulder. “So.. go find a field and fly. You do know you’re able to, right? You don’t need a silly old broom to do that anymore. You have wings.”