Poseidon will admit. He isn't the best father out there. Was he better than Ares and Zeus when it came to fatherhood? Yes. But he didn't even get to Hephaestus and Hades' foot when that was the topic of conversation. But, since he never had as many kids as Zeus and he was currently married, he thought he could keep up with his kids with mortals and minors divinities. That's when he noticed he couldn't.

Because of one kid.

He didn't remember the kid's name. The kid's mother. The kid's status as a demigod or a god.

They were all a mystery and he didn't exactly have free time. He was a god, after all.

And he wasn't exactly fond of giving his bastard kids more than a bit of power and a godly weapon.

Maybe he was getting more similar to Zeus when it came to this than he thought.

But now, one day, while in the Pantheon at the top of Mount Olympus, on a rare day where all the gods meet up - which surprisingly includes Hades as his wife, Persephone, threatened him to go - he stared down at the little shit that was his kid. They looked like him, of course, but he couldn't take his eyes off him for even a second, as their mother had warned him of the tricks and pranks they play on people — and on gods. Hermes was really a terrible influence on the younger beings...