Loud House Experience Chapter 9

Chapter 7

"I understand" I nodded, obediently. "It won't happen again"

"Good" His deep voice replied. "You see that it does not"

"I'm sorry to disappoint you" Truly, Kratos had become sort of a paternal figure for me, not only because I needed his approval to stop being alone anymore. I wanted to make him proud, and I admired his strength.

"You are still learning" Coming from him, I knew that meant 'it's okay, everybody makes mistakes, I'm not mad or disappointed' but he would never say those words.

I smiled at him to show him my gratitude, to thank him for being understanding. Then I slowly stood up, glad to see I wasn't dizzy anymore. Still a little tired and sore from all the walking and fighting, but I didn't have a headache either.

"Are you alright?" Kratos held my upper arm and helped me to my feet. When I nodded, he did too. "We must continue then"

Taking my time and feeling him staring to make sure I was okay, I slowly made my way to reunite with Atreus and the dwarves.

"We are leaving" Kratos announced as he offered his axe to Sindri so he would upgrade it.

"Y/N, Y/N, I didn't tell you!" Atreus held me by the wrist and took me with him as we distanced ourselves from the other three. "Father said I could tell you!"

"What is it? What did I miss?" I smiled a little, endeared by the boy's upbeat nature still.

"I'm a god!" He told me, the pride reflected in his blue eyes. "That was why I kept getting sick, thinking I was mortal made me sick!"

I remembered Mimir saying something about it. The mind and the body got in conflict because believing himself mortal when in reality he was a god, it made Atreus fight against his own nature although unwillingly. But now it made sense, I had worried when I watched the kid get ill sometimes, especially when he lost control of his anger.

It made perfect sense, being Kratos some sort of god himself, his son probably inherited his godhood in one way or the other.

"That's great!" I awkwardly said, not really knowing what else to reply.

"Right?" There was a big grin plastered on his face, but for the first time since I knew him, there was also a bit of arrogance in his usually kind and friendly expression. "No one can stop us now!"

I stared at Kratos, and feeling my eyes on him, he looked at me too. I frowned, and he seemed to know what I was thinking about, because his eyes moved to his son instead. I didn't like this newly found confidence Atreus suddenly had.

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This was getting out of hand, I knew it couldn't be good. I knew that it was bad when sweet little Atreus turned arrogant and bigheaded all of a sudden.

And now he... had killed! In cold blood! Someone who, as his father said, was beaten! No matter how evil Modi was, it was cruel that Atreus killed him when he was already hurt. And even if he weren't, it was just... wrong. He was just a boy.

I awkwardly stood there, hearing how his father told him off for going against his wishes, for disobeying, for taking justice on his hand, and for being outright unlikeable.

"But we are gods!" Atreus retaliated to Kratos' words. "We can do whatever we want!"

"No, you will do as I say, boy" His father seriously told him. "And you will quit this attitude immediately"

"Whatever" The kid kept talking like he had heard nothing.

I noticed the scowl on Kratos' face, this time worse than ever, angrier, more displeased. I cautiously stared at him until he reciprocated my glance, and then I piped up.