[The thought of that makes him go sour, only for a moment, as the mention of Hades and Persephone as a pair usually does. If he thinks about it, he's almost glad that this catastrophe distracted from the great mess he made of everything, arguing with Uncle Hates-a-lot. Almost is the key word there, because this is possibly the worst thing since Christianity.]

If you buffed up anymore your dick would shrink. Besides, this year I'm being Peter Pan and making the girls be Tink and Wendy.

[He glances in the direction of the kitchen to see if anyone's watching before he drops his head on Apollo's shoulder.]

Thanks for coming all this way, not being able to go anywhere's been fucking miserable.