Father and Son; Reus and Mane

“Heyyyy,” Reus greeted his scowling son awkwardly.

It was easy to act cool when there was a murderer after his son, but now that the nuisance had been dealt with, he had to face the son he had abandoned for the first time in a year. It was even worse when he was reminded that his son had been stuck in another universe for a few more years. Just imagining how his boy would have felt when he woke up to two absent parents made him nervous.

Mane stared at Reus expressionlessly. His excitement of being reunited with his father had faded the moment Ares lost his life, and his mind was clear to think again. Immediately, he realised why Reus was here. The man who was supposed to be at Olympus, fighting for the throne and restoring it to normalcy, was here. Clearly he was here to watch his son’s debut into the world of heroes. While that was sweet in its own way, he had abandoned his son to restore balance to his place of origin. For like it or not, he was still an Olympian. To come here and