In Love With a Traitor

FOUR-KRONOS GOES KRAZY

Luke's pov:

After that interaction with the hottest mouse alpha daddy sigma rizzler I had ever seen, I went back to bed.

I woke up and planned my date with Mickey wooky poopy POOKIE bear, for 4 pm. I had to drive to Tartarus, get back, get ready for my wedding- uh.. I mean, first date, and then drive there. Simple enough, right? Right.

I got up and picked out a good outfit to break up with Kronos.

Wait.

I got up, gay ran to my pc, booted it up, and went on Amazon.

Password. Fuck.

"Uh.... Hm. Maybe.. OH!" I said.

Gayforjacobelordiandgayingeneralpercyfuckyou201.

Correct. We're in. I opened the search bar, and typed in my search.

'Mickey Mouse body pillow'

No, hold on.

'Mickey mouse body pillow... naked.. under $20 dollars.'

Great. Ordered.

Ok. Don't get sidetracked.

I got my shoes on, and walked out the door, hopping in my green Tesla model D. D for daddy Mickey, I thought.

About an hour later, I was at the gates to Kronos's temple in Tartarus.

I knocked on the door and Kronos, in pjs of me, opened it.

Well, I'm fucked.

"Uh. Hey. Can we um, can we talk?"

Kronos smiled and let me in.

"Of course pooks, what's wrong my alpha rizzler sigma ohio?"

He replied, as he walked in with his hands cupping his cheeks while he stared dreamily at me.

"I uh, so the problem is. Uhm. So basically. Sorry. Uh. I love your big abs daddy sigma rizz- shit my bad. Uhm. So I kinda, Uh. Kronos. We uhm. We need to break up. I like someone else."

I Said. I could see his eyes water and his shoulders slump. He immediately darkened.

"Cmon lukie, this isn't you rizz bbg.."

He said. I audibly sighed and looked at Kronos.

"Look, kronie, i'm sorry. It's not you! It's me. It's Mickey. It's his bigger abs.

I'm sorry."

His bottom lip quivered and he looked up at me.

"Please pookie, don't leave me Luke! You're all i have.. please daddy, please!" He pleaded. I was sure if I said anything else he would break down crying, so I turned around and

took a walk of shame to the door.

I turned my heels.

"Wait, do I still get to buy crack off of Arthur the butler?" He started sobbing and yelled; "YES! NOW GET OUT!" He cried.

I shrugged and turned around again, gayyily clicking my heels on the way out.

Alright. Now that that's out of the way, date with Mickey.

What should I wear? What bra? Which lingerie? I started pondering this as I hopped in my car and left the underworld.

Authors note: btw i do NOT support Viria <3 child nsfw is not cool!!