"Hey." "Hey." Two curt words was all they said as they sat.
Two powerful beings sitting before one another. The sight of the sun rising behind them as it lit up the beautiful sight, drowning the beach in its light.
Remulus takes a drink. "A beautiful morning, isn't it? Athena?"
"It is, but I wonder what reason it is that you took me here?" She responded, leaning back in her chair as the juice swirls on her hand. "Is there a problem?" Her grey eyes narrow.
"Oh, nothing. Just thought that maybe I could get your forgiveness for such a rude response from our last debacle." Remulus takes a look at the menu before him.
"I see, though I'm sure you could have done better. Taste of Heaven perhaps? My father spoke to me about your encounter there."
Remulus taps his chin. "Yes, that might be true. Unfortunately, I've already used up all of my tickets. There's not much an immortal like me can do."
Athena smirks on her drink, "Yeah, sure."
A voice then interrupts them. "Hello there, ladies and gentlemen. May I ask what you'll be having here for today? On this delightful morning!?" The waiter walks up to them, a smile on his face.
Remulus turns to him with a polite smile before he freezes. "Uh...."
The man gives a roguish grin. "Is there a problem, sir? Though, I must admit your attention is flattering. But it would be remiss if I reciprocated such in front of your date."
Athena raises an eyebrow at Remulus' reaction looking up to see a familiar face, a familiar curly hair and a familiar smile, her eyes twitches, "I think we need more time to think."
"Oh, of course! I'll be leaving you two alone. Have a great morning!" The waiter leaves with a dash, disappearing from their sight in a second.
Remulus turns to Athena, "Why is Hermes-"
She holds her head, the first migraine for the morning. "I don't know. Please don't ask me. I didn't even know how they found out about this? I told no one!"
"I told them." A voice spoke behind her and the two turns to it. A man comes into view, with a Hawaiian shirt on. The man chuckles darkly as he waves to his niece, a smirk on his face.
"Poseidon." She spits out, her eyes glaring dagger at the most detested part of her family.
"Hello, little niece. I must say, I didn't think the sword stuck up your ass is still there after all this time." He chuckles on his drink. "Better have someone take it off its sheath. Maybe he could help?"
Athena then reddens with rage or embarrassment? Who knows? She forces out a smile, "Hello, uncle. I was wondering why it smelled like dead fish. It was actually you."
"Oh? Are you sure? Maybe it's the decaying motherhood that's stuck in that dead soul of yours."
Athena giggles, eyes lighting up maliciously. "Oh, Uncle. That's hilarious! Should I call Cygnus to hear the joke? I have some bread here! He might even enjoy it!"
"Living your life as a swan is a totally legitimate lifestyle!"
Remulus then coughs on his hand, taking the duo's attention. "As amusing as this is, I think we still had something to discuss, right?"
Poseidon then stands, turning his head away, eyes towards the beach filled with babes in swimsuits. "Well, since, I've already ruined my niece's day. Might as well taste the local delights."
He ducks over a knife flying above his head, jumping over the rail as he shouts at her, "Go fuck yourself, Athena. Bye!"
"Oh my, I wonder who that was!?" Hermes then arrives beside them, appearing in a moment as he asks, "Are either of you ready to order now?"
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"Can you tell me again why I have to do this?" Vlad whispers on a camera, a hat over his head as he scoots away from the rails. "I don't like sand. And maybe the bright fucking sun!"
Meanwhile, back at home, Asmodeus whispers, "You will, because I am telling you will! Now either do this or I stab you!"
Vlad snorts. "I'm an immortal vampire. I can take it."
"Oh? Then how about a message?" Asmodeus threatens, a phone in her hand. "I have your phone here." Vlad goes rigid until horror dawns upon him.
She then scrolls through the contacts as she gasps. "And would you look at that? You have your ex-wife's number! How exciting! I wonder what messages I could write in this?"
Vlad holds his head over his hand. "Please don't."
"Oh? Then would you listen to me, you little bat?" Asmodeus whispers back as she stood by the living room door, watching over the three children playing and laughing.
Vlad sighs, "Yes, ma'am." He turns away from the camera. "Fucking bitch."
"Good, now point me back to their date, or I'll end you. I'll even make your granddaughter watch." She whispers, Rosalie glancing back towards her as they wave happily at one another.
"Fine!" He turns the camera back. "That good enough for you."
"Oh yes, definitely." Asmodeus' pink eyes lit up maliciously.
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Athena breathes out another sigh, "I hate that man."
"As you always do." Remulus then laughs to himself, "It's kinda terrifying how long the both of you have held this grudge against one another."
He smirks at her direction, "I'm starting to think you might have a crus-"
CRUNCH! Remulus' leg explodes into a hundred pieces as he holds his mouth, holding back the pain as he teases her with a smirk, "Aren't you a bit too defensive?"
CRUNCH! Athena smiles. "You're not the first one that insinuated such a fact, Remulus. And the thought of it alone makes me impossibly ill."
"But it makes sense, right? A young girl, meeting a cool older man? Maybe that battle in Athens was so you could prove yourself to him. Unfortunately, it backfi-" Remulus teases her further.
CRUNCH! Remulus looks down the table, a shoe sticking out of of his plate. Her foot dangerously close to his precious place.
"This line of thought is over. Am I clear?"
"Crystal." Remulus scoots back. The foot leaves before Remulus holds his face and cackles once the threat to his groins vanishes."But you have no power here!"