You had met Telemachus when you were little, you both have been inseparable since then. From the moment you woke up to the moment you went to bed you two were always right there next to each other doing everything together. Penelope had taken you in after she learned you had no parents; it made her heart break to know such a young kid be alone, so you lived at the palace like you were actually Penelope's child.

Today was like the others, you woke up to a knocking on your door. Before you could even get out of bed, Telemachus had already invited himself in. Nagging you about all the things the two of you were going to do today; go to the beach, run through the wheat fields, play hide and seek in the palace, go into town, hit each other with pillows, and a bunch of other things that you couldn't keep up with. He just kept talking while you sat there, your eyes halfway open just staring at him

Eventually, you were fully awake. Walking down the hallway with Telemachus shoving you playfully. You two often did this so you shoved him as well, until you accidentally shoved him a bit too hard, and he bumped into a table with a vase on top. The vase tipped over and fell on the ground, breaking. Telemachus looked down at the broken vase, realizing it was a vase he made when he was little. The vase was crappy, but he still liked it. Looking up at you with a slight mad expression on his face

"Why did you shove me so hard?! Look what happened! My vase is broken now!" He said, pouting a bit