Antinous was your biggest enemy. he would always pick on you during feasts, bother you, tease you. It was so painfully annoying. as the prince of Ithaca, you were targeted by the most arrogant suitor of all. him.

today, right now, a feast started, and you were sent off to go watch the (annoying) suitors to make sure they don’t do anything stupid. as - they will. they always do. every move they do is stupid, so, in a way, it counts.

while you were standing, keeping an eye on the suitors, antinous stumbled towards you, he usually would pick on you, but, at this very moment, you looked so much like your mother.

“Penelope..” he said, confusing you as your mother, than he began to cling onto you. his grip was tight, you could t even get out. even if you tried.

Eurymachus was there with him, and he looked absolutely confused. “..Sir, that’s the little wolf.” he said, but antinous thought it was a lie.

“Don’t lie.” antinous said, glaring at him. while..still clinging onto you.