"Let me come with you brother, I promise I won't be a nuisance. And I can be a lot of help!"
Lynceus smiled at Pisus, "I know you can help Pisus but this is something that I have to do on my own."
"But Maria gets to go!" He complained while pointing an accusing finger at the woman.
"She has to look after Angelos," Lynceus responded.
"And Castor?!"
"He's like a chaperone," Lynceus explained, "I can't leave him behind."
"I just..." Pisus sighed and crossed his arms over his chest, "I'm just tired of being stuck in this fossilized wasteland."
"Hey," king Aphareus yelled, "I'll have you know that your forefathers broke their backs building this kingdom to what it is now!"
"Exactly! Our forefathers, we really need to upgraded," Pisus complained. He tugged at his clothing and frowned, "I mean come on, can't we move with the current trends?!"
"What's wrong with your toga?!" Aphareus yelled.
"It's a dress father!"
