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Pa Kent: Good morning Alfred. Are you busy today? Ma and I are in Gotham for that fancy art gallery Clark is writing about. Did you have some time to meet us for lunch before the event?

Alfred: Oh, sorry, Pa, unfortunately, I have my hands full with the latest shenanigans of the children.

Pa: Oh? What happened?

Alfred: Master Dick, has discovered he is a father.

Pa shocked: Dick has kids?

Alfred: Yes, we believe they're from the same place as Mister Bart Allen.

Pa: Oh. That makes sense. How is Dick handling everything?

Alfred: Very well. He's ecstatic to be a father. It's his children who are....reluctant.

Pa: What do you mean?

Alfred: Hold on. Let me send you a picture of the children when Master Dick told them he was thier father.

Danny/Dan/Dani:

Pa: Well....they certainly resemble Dick. He looked the same when I asked him to help me birth a calf. How old are they?

Alfred: Master Dan is the oldest; he's twelve. Master Daniel is the middle one at ten, and Miss Danielle is the youngest at eight. They're sweet children, but they do not seem interested in being brought into the Waynes' home. They've negotiated with Master Bruce to get them rooms at the most expensive hotel in Gotham, in exchange for not running away. It took us months to even corner them.

Pa: Wow that sounds so stressful. I understand that your busy we could reschedule-

Ma taking the phone: Alfred, let Dick handle his kids. You deserve a day off. Join us for lunch, wine and dine at the art gallery with us and if the night goes well, let us get you naked between us.

Pa scandalized in the background: That's too forward!

Alfred: What time and where are we doing lunch?

Bruce sitting across from Alfred and overheard everything: Now Clark will know the pain of the butler dating one's parents. Let's see him laugh now. I hope he suffers.

Percy: GIVE IT BACK!

Hermes: No, I quite like the look of it~

Percy: You have too!

Hermes: I'm a god dear boy, I don't have to do anything

Percy: Well if you don't you'll have to marry me! Thems the rules! You take the pelt you marry the one it belongs to! So ha!

Hermes: ...Oh darling that is not the threat you think it is~!

Percy: *Blushing Fiercely*!!!

He repeatedly rejects Apollo's advances not because he's uninterested. He is very interested, he thinks it would be nice, to be Apollo's lover, he just wouldn't make a good one.

Apollo: And what makes you believe that?

Percy: ...I'd have to leave you...

"...You don't—"

"I do, it's in my nature..."

"..."

Selkie Percy: Luke!

Luke: Yeah Perce?

Percy: *Hands him his pelt*

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Sally: ...My mama seal senses are tingling, something is terribly amis—

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Luke: Is this...a seal pelt?

Percy: Yeah, It's—well...I don't know, I've had it since I was a baby...

Luke: *Low whistle* Must of cost a fortune, the quality of. It's really pretty.

Percy: Really?

Luke: Yeah super soft too.

Percy:

Curious pebble (1/?)

"You hate it when birds are killed..." From the devil whose entire existence is about war. She spares a bird, a bird who symbolizes peace and love, because the girl whose body she possessed doesn't want to watch another bird die!

Rocky thinks this is stupid stupid stupid -- what if a scientist who's in the control group would have been the key to keeping Grace alive, question?! However, Grace insists that at least some attempt be made to let the Eridian scientific method operate unaffected by human influence first. Rocky badgers a concession out of Grace in turn that if Grace's health looks to be in extremely serious danger, Erid can abandon this "control group" nonsense and bring all claws on deck to preserve Grace's life.

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Later, when Rocky and Grace are tossing around some ideas for places on Erid that Grace would like to visit in person if at all possible, Grace brings up Eridian zoos. His Eridian care team are just a little concerned that Grace might see the zoos, draw the parallels himself, and get offended -- instead, Grace goes back to his biodome all fired up with ideas to make his Eridian home more accessible and educational for his Eridian visitors.

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There are bad apples in every bunch; despite very strict requirements and interview processes to determine which Eridian scientists get to join Grace's care team, there are one or two who make it onto the team who actually do view Grace more like a rare animal specimen than as a fellow scientist. This accidentally leads to the discovery of an extremely popular form of human enrichment: Trolling. Specifically, spite-motivated trolling.