It was coming to the end of the family holidays, with just a few days left before Owen would be driving back to the city. It had been a good time with his brother and his wife, a lot of good food, drink, relaxation and doing his best to kick his nephew’s ass whenever he could. Not necessarily literally, but when the family had converted the garage into a home gym it had been a good excuse to work out and make it a competition with his brother’s only son who was just as cocky as he remembered. Owen was really the only one who tested that cocky little shit and pushed back, gave him a hard time even in a playful manner. So it had been something of a competition today, who could work out the most, lift the most, do the most push ups and generally just a game of sweat, ego and macho man bullshit which Owen couldn’t deny he still enjoyed from time to time.

“Two decades on you almost and looks to me like I’m still kicking your ass” He smirked, running a hand against his sweat covered forehead. His t-shirt tight against his broad chest, arms folded across as he caught his breath. The smell of sweat and musk filled the air, adrenaline pumping and smirking as he took a step closer to his nephew. “I bet you anything next thing we do, I kick your ass and show you how far you’ve gotta go until you’re top dog squirt” He breathed out, grinning playfully.

When Artemis had been asked to take in her niece she had gladly accepted, there were all sorts of rumors about what kind of company she kept, and honestly let them talk; the woman didn’t give a shit, she had her lands and her titles, the rest was no one’s business but hers.

“Relax. We’re thousands of miles from anyone you know. No one’s going to judge you and it’s not your fault. Compared to me, everyone looks basic. Even you,” Lance teased as they stepped into the dimly lit room. It was practically throbbing thanks to the sound system’s deep base and he had shout, despite being right next to his sister. He smoothed down the front of his fitted white shirt, before fixing his sports jacket sleeves. “Really, though, no more thinking. Tonight’s supposed to be fun, so let’s just go with the flow,” 

“You’ve tried on everything in the closet.”  The tone to her voice was dulled slightly but still just a hint of amused at the current situation. Her best friend was constantly putting entirely too much effort into pleasing whatever flavor of the week she was entertaining today. The irony in the entire thing was that none of them ever came close to deserving said effort. Either way, Devon was situated on the bed, not even looking up to notice that the person standing in the doorway was not her friend, but in fact, her younger sister. “Just go naked, you’ll be that way by the end of the night anyway.” 

          “Oh Chad?” Hank called out as he entered his home. Well it was his brother’s too, but it was his name on the lease and whatnot. So it was indeed Hank’s home. He looked around the downstairs area to find the boy no where to be seen. He had his bag slung over his shoulder as he looked around. Eventually, he found himself wandering into the master bathroom where Chad was having a shower. “There you are big guy.” Hank said, soaking in the silhouette of Chad showering for a second. The boy was perfect beyond words. It was in their genes apparently. “When you’re done in there, I wanna test something out. Think you’re up for it?” He asked, leaning against the counter as he waited for a reply.