Ares wasn't a great dad, everyone knew that, hell he was pretty abusive, less people knew that. He was demanding, he was narcissistic, he was a bad fucking father. Hell he didn't let his kids call him dad.

Today was the summer solstice and because of that, all the demigods from Camp Half-Blood were currently at Olympus, each demigod wearing an outfit correlating to there godly parent. As a result, you and Clarisse were both wearing red (maroon) dresses and walking into the grand hall of Olympus.

Clarisse rolled her eyes. "Can't wait to see our 'Father'." She said, scoffing in annoyance as she fiddled with the hem of her dress.