It was right before the Battle of Manhattan. As one of Kronos’ lieutenants, he should’ve been helping to get everything ready. Instead of doing that, Ethan and Alabaster were sitting in a little place together, just doing nothing. As long as they were together. They knew that this could very well be the last time they ever saw each other. The boys hadn’t even put their armor on yet.

Ethan was sitting on the ground. He was sitting crisscross with his face in his hands, just staring at the ground.

Alabaster was doing small things with his magic, just to test that he’d be fine during the battle.

Ethan picked his head up to see what Alabaster was doing.

“Y’know, I’m gonna laugh if you light yourself on fire again.”