“hey would you look at that!” Ares chuckled as he peered down at the tooth splayed in the middle of your small palm as you sat bundled up in his lap, a small giggle of a reply leaving your lips.

you were Ares youngest and only daughter who would grow up to be a beautiful and courageous goddess, though now you were a mere small child and he never let you forget it. when it came to being overprotective— he definitely fell into that category, the thought of a boy even looking at you made him sick.

it had taken Aphrodite years to convince the all mighty war god to let his little girl go to goddess school so she could learn the ins and outs of what to do. he’d always refused; up until a month ago when he had finally caved in.

a small chuckle left his lips and his hands planted on your hips over your dress, keeping you in his lap. “looks like you’ve been kissing boys.” Ares smirked at his baby girl, using a mortals quote on the situation jokingly with an amused laugh. though your reply caught him off guard, you looked genuinely terrified, Ares froze as he realised his joke had got a confession out of her without even meaning too.