𝐑𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

Alastor and Angel

Okay, so lemme explain something. I am half Greek and I have a GIANT obsession with Greek Mythology or fantasy Greek mythological books(Percy Jackson, A Touch of Darkness, Lore Olympus, ETC..) And my favorite myth is Hades and Persephone. So I decided make a Rdiodust oneshot of it! Enjoy! Note: Some characters will be from real Greek Mythologies because I am too lazy to actually make a character.
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Angel's POV
I ran in the fields, growing roses and running happily with the flower nymphs. "Angel! It is time for dinner!" My mother, Demeter, called. "Coming!" I replied as I finished growing a few more roses. "They are beautiful, Angel!" Charlie panted. She wasn't as good at running as I was but she sure loved it.
"I bet they'll even catch a Mortal Queens eye." A nymph said, "For the last time, Rosalind, I am not interested in females. Males are hot."

"For the love of Alastor, Ange-"

"Never speak that scoundrels name around my son, Vagatha." Demeter hissed. "What is so wrong about him?" "He is Zeus's brother. He is the God of the Undead. The King of the Underworld."

I looked down, "So.. What is it like down there?" "It is not for precious children. Such as you, my son." I nodded.

What if he isn't as bad as the stories say..?
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Alastors POV:
I sat there on my throne, bored and lonely as per usual. "Husker, I have finished all my duties yet, I am still bored and lacking entertainment."
"Go to the mortal realm and annoy Demeter. I hear she has a hot son who's on the female side of style. I've met him, very sweet and and people say, 'Hot as hell'."

"Perhaps I will meet this boy." I got up and disappeared, appearing in a bedroom.

It was pink, full of roses and other plants. I landed on the bed that felt like the richest kind of silk and the softest pillows. Whoever had this room was either spoiled, or living the dream.

"I will be off to bed, Mother. Goodnight." A voice called as they opened the door, looked at me, then closed it.

"Who are you?" She asked, staring at me. "I am Alastor, God of the Dead. And who might you be, pretty lady?" I held her hand and kissed it, the fur on it feeling softer then Zeus' clouds themselves.

"I am Angel Dust. God of Spring."

I paused for a moment and looked at him. "You are male?" I asked, taking him in once more.

"Yeah? Why, that a fucking problem?" Angel slowly asked, crossing his arms with narrowed eyes.
"No! No, my dear. It is just, well, you are breathtakingly beautiful for a male, little rose."

The white fur on his cheeks turned into a soft shade of pink before looking away. "Thanks." He mumbled.

I believe he will be very entertaining. I thought with a smirk as I pictured Demeter having a tantrum over her missing son.

"My dear.." I said, holding my hand out. "Would you like to make a deal?"