❝ So, did you stab ares with a pencil or what? ❞ - heph n hera (thiS MADE ME CACKLE)
“A mechanical pencil.” Hephaestus pointed out. “So he can really feel the pain.” The young adult added. The fire god felt a small sting when Apollo placed the out pack on his shoulder.
“That hurts Apollo!” Hephaestus huffed. Apollo made a face but continued tending to his wounds. It was a nasty bruise from Ares punch. Hephaestus turned back to his mother.
“He was asking for it! He called me ugly!” Hephaestus said with a pout. “Just because I don’t have a girlfriend yet doesn’t mean I’m ugly right Mom!” He asked with a smile. Both Hera and Apollo looked at each other before back at Heph.
“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, son.” She patted his cheek. “Just don’t your brother with a mechanical pencil okay?”
“I promise Mom.” Even though the young god was planning other ways to hurt the war god as he spoke.
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