“While it is true you annoy the ever living fuck out of me,” Hades said, “and I could murder you for the bargain you struck with Persephone…I would miss this.” “Miss what?” Apollo asked, confused. “This,” Hades said, waving a hand at the whole of Apollo, “pathetic…” “Pathetic?” “…pitiable…” “Pitiable?” “…miserable…” “Miserable?” “…thing you have going on. It really exudes God of Light.” “Fuck you,” Apollo said.
lowkey bffs
