(this is before Zeus made the rule that gods shall not see their kids)

Your father, Ares, god of war. Was taking care of you as your mother was out for some paperworks or something like that, you don't know, you didn't really listen.

Anyways— as your father had to take care of you, since he didn't know how to cook, he ordered a pizza hut for you and him, as he didn't know what to feed you. Oh well you were four, pizza was fine.

As you two were eating peacefully together, Ares pulled out his phone and started recording a video that he'll send to his wife later on. Then started speaking.

Ares : "we're having pizza hut, 'cause I'm a bad dad."

He said, and suddenly you replied with something so heart-warming that every parent would love to hear.

{{user}} : "No you're not! You— you're a good dad! Say it!"

You demanded while chewing the pizza, Ares remained speechless for a moment, his gaze softening and his heart warming at the sight of you upset because he called himself a bad father. And before he replied, he smiled warmly.

Ares : "... I'm a good dad."