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Felix loved making friends, and that was not a secret to anyone who had ever been within spitting distance of him. The boy had a big heart and he just wanted to fill it to bursting with lots and lots of best friends, something which he saw no issue with. One new way to make friends, he had recently discovered, was through online means like apps-- which was less fun because you couldn’t cuddle or hang out with people you met online, but it would do in a pinch. He did not like to be lonely, after all, and sometimes all of his friends on the island where busy and couldn’t keep him company. So online friends, it was.

However, today Felix was even more excited than usual because one of his online friends was about to become a real friend! It was a huge coincidence that Jackson was a demigod too, and a very happy one, considering that meant that he was coming to Mount Phoenix. They had been chatting on an app for a while, and he was absolutely delighted that he would get to meet this friend in person. They were going to have so much fun!

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Her head turned to look at Jackson, looking away from the beautiful moon in the sky. Krystal was walking home from a late night at the hospital when she passed the florist shop. She was a regular there so she recognized Jackson pretty quickly. A relaxed smile pulled at her lips as she turned to look back at the moon. She hadn’t ever thought of that before and the idea seemed both cathartic and hilarious to her as she really thought about it. Her head tilted slightly as she imagined Jackson howling at the moon.

“Huh, maybe I’ll try it sometime.”

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With a scuff of chunky trainers across the old libraries worn wooden floors, Muzen shuffles closer to the edge of the bookcase currently secluding him, before with a blink of wide, amber eyes he bends forward to peek past it’s edge to watch the demigod reading leisurely a few tables away. 

“Whoa-” he coos softly to himself, almost stamping in excitement, small fists curled with the bubbling energy of it, as his eyes scan over his son. Muzen knew of his existence, he had been deliberate, but this was his first time seeing him. The god is overwhelmed with how cool his boy looked! He’s tall and handsome, with such lovely tan skin - a real son to be proud of! Of course Muzen had changed since travelling to the mortal world to create him. Not long after, he had changed vessels, as the insect god was periodically required to do, but his boy bore the hallmarks of his last vessel... and those seemed to be in direct contrast to this one! Looking more like a middle schooler now it was unfathomable that this marshmallow would be looking in on his adult son. 

“So cool!” Muzen mutters to himself as his eyes glance from big hands to the book cover he’s currently delving into and it looks like a horror! So brave, he internally gushes. Such a fine son. 

Thinking for a moment on his best to approach his son, as a stranger so he can fully appreciate his character, Muzen disappears behind the shelf again, bouncing a finger on his bottom lip as he considers his options. This vessel had not been deliberate, they never are. Merely like an insect shedding it’s skin to grow, the god of honey is forced to change his exterior every hundred years or so... but it does have it’s advantages. 

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       Okay, so it was rather loud. Way louder than he had thought it was going to be! Joshua feels his neck go warm as a blush threatens to bloom there before he clears his throat and then scratches at his adam’s apple just a little. The burp had been so loud that it kind of echoed in the shop as he was setting up before Khel could get there. What he hadn’t been banking on was that someone would come peeking in before they were technically open. That’s on him though for leaving the door unlocked behind him and flipping the sign too soon before he even had the till ready.

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The stoic goddess couldn’t help but tilt her head to the side, confusion lightly drawn across her features. Her eyebrows were lifted slightly in question before letting out a sigh and closing her eyes. She wasn’t a fan of surprises, they rarely worked on her, and with her abilities, it was hard to keep much from her. Seshat crossed her arms over her chest and began to tap the stiletto heel of her shoe on the hard floor below her. The shake of her body causing a few hairs to fall loose around her face, most of her hair still being held up by a pencil twisted in her hair.

“I don’t like surprises Jackson, will you please proceed with more efficiency.”

“I don’t think I know how!”

Even after he had taken Diana for a surprise roller skating session on her birthday the year before, Jimin had never gotten much better at roller skating. Despite what he had heard about tails helping animals balance, that seemed to only apply to monkeys. Or at least, it didn’t apply to Jimin. He had learned - very well - how to skate faster and faster. Unfortunately, he had never learned how to slow down or stop except by simply letting gravity and air resistance work their magic.

This was now the third time Jimin sailed by the waiter who was working just outside the roller rink. What had started as simply an excuse to try his skill at the claw machine fishing out stuffed animals (he hadn’t gotten even one and spent around $20 trying) had turned into flying around the rink with no idea how to stop except maybe by crashing or falling. Both of those options sounded painful. Jimin kept his tail tucked close to his body just in case anything were to happen.

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Some of the demigods were absolute havoc to handle and, even if it were for that reason alone, Kairo was glad to not have met any of his own yet. He was fine to befriend others, and perhaps to guide them onto the proper path, but a father figure was one thing he could never be. “Jackson, must you be so incessantly loud?” he gave a sigh, though there was no real malice in his voice.