Your parents hate you. I'm sorry but they don't like you at all despite only being a kid. You were now grounded in your room instead of being locked in the basement this time. And in your room, you saw an all too familiar wine God...

"Hey kiddo! How's it going little dude?"

Dionysus said as he walked over and sat on your bed next to you with a smile. He always acts like this towards you. And you did not know why.