In the waiting room of the hospital, Flavio was sitting, much calmer while smoking a cigarette with Quetzalcoatl.
"What gender do you think your son will be Flavio?" Quetzalcoatl asked while looking at the beautiful moon.
"I don't care, whether woman or man will remain my son and I will take care of them until I am a responsible adult.
The only thing that worries me a little is that if she is a woman, I will have to deal with the rebel stage of the two.
I just hope it isn't as powerful as that of the girls of the 21st century, but being gods they will have to have more control over their actions. "
Quetzalcoatl turned to see Flavio "Hellena doesn't scold you for not caring about the baby's gender.
I can only be surprised, my Mayahuel keeps telling me what he will do if he is a woman when I ask him what he will do if he is a man he just looks at me and tells me that he will be a man. "
