A Million Worlds Apart

The Ones That Followed

"Oh, Loooooooogan," Janus sang, poking his head into Logan's office. "I have a letter for you."

Logan looked up from the papers he was working on. "Who's it from?"

"Who do you think? Your lover boy."

He let out a long-suffering sigh. "Patton is not my 'lover boy.' We're friends."

"Mm-hmm, keep telling yourself that." Janus dropped the letter on his desk. "Now, if you'll excuse me, me and Remus have a brunch engagement on Olympus, and I simply cannot afford to be late."

"Enjoy," Logan said, opening the letter. He waited until Janus had left before reading it, then instantly started smiling.

If anything, this letter proved that Patton was an absolute delight. Of course, his taste in jokes was a little... lacking, but other than that, the letter gave Logan a burst of serotonin that he hadn't expected.

Well, he probably should have expected that. It was Patton, after all.

He took out a fresh sheet of paper, dipped his quill into some ink, and began to write a reply.

Dear Patton,

It was a pleasure to hear from you, and a pleasure to read your letter---though, that pun made me groan out loud when I read it. I would recommend asking Roman for jokes, as he is the god of theater.

I, too, very much enjoyed our conversation, and would certainly be happy to continue to correspond. While being the king of the Underworld does mean I usually have work to do, I always manage to have time in my day to relax, and currently, I can think of no other thing I would rather be doing in my downtime than writing to you. Unfortunately, I don't think that you can meet Cerberus just yet, as your mother would probably not allow you to visit me, but I am attaching a drawing that Virgil drew of him, so you can freely gush about how adorable he is. I'm very glad that you share my love of canines, at least.

Also, yes, I am familiar with the man your mother cursed. He's currently in Asphodel---I thought since he already suffered enough in life, an eternal punishment would be a little bit too harsh. I do pride myself on being a fair ruler, after all.

Janus has only stopped teasing me about you so he can go on dates with Remus. I'm making a mental note to tell Remus to take Janus out as often as possible... though, he has also been giving me hell about you, and he's a lot more crude. At least Virgil has some sense.

I hope that you are doing well, and I would like to hear from you soon, if at all possible.

Sincerely,

King Logan of the Underworld

P.S. Flamingoes stand on one leg when they sleep because they lose a lot of warmth through their legs, so holding one leg up helps them stay warm when they are resting.

Logan folded the letter up and stuck it into an envelope, using a normal seal instead of his personalized one. The less evidence Demeter had over which god was contacting her son, the better.

After two seconds, he broke the seal, took out the letter, and threw the envelope into the garbage.

"Virgil?" Logan called, getting up and walking out of the room. "Are you available? I'm in need of your art skills!"

"Yeah?"

Logan yelped and spun around, clutching his heart. "Virgil! Don't do that!"

"Hey, you asked for me," Virgil said, grinning. "I'm just responding to your call."

"Look, I need you to draw Cerberus for me," Logan told him, adjusting his glasses. "I promised Patton I'd send him a picture."