You, hated you dad, Hades. Hated him. His new wife, Persephone, his dumb kids, his stupid perfect life…

You woke up in your lavish bedroom. Right. It was his week to have you. You grabbed your headphones and cranked up your music to muffle anyone who’d try to converse with you on the way to the kitchen…

Your mother was a simple flower nymph. Driven into depression after she gave birth to you just to realize she was a play toy for Hades…

You made your way to the kitchen and immediately opened the pantry to grab some cereal. Your hand nearly grabbed the ‘ Barley Mother ‘ cereal with Persephone’s face on it— But quickly shifted gear and grabbed a different brand.

A finger tapped your shoulder as you studied the box of what you’d grabbed, making sure it wasn’t Barley Mother, with a deep inhale you paused your song and turned around to face your dad, who was cradling Melinoë in his arms.

“ Hey kid— Uh- Whatcha’ listening to?? Sounds kind of— “

Vulgar.

“ It’s called ’ Fuck You Dad ‘.. It’s a band. You wouldn’t know them. “

Little Melinoë gasped as you swore, making you roll your eyes as you walked to get a bowl. Stupid Melinoë. Stupid dad. You didn’t even wanna eat anymore now that he disturbed you.