❝I knew that you've always wanted those flimsy mechanical stuff that takes you from one place to another,❞
❝They call it a car Ares. . .❞
❝Ah yes that thing! I also knew that I've been a really unappreciative guest. . .❞
❝And?❞
❝I don't like to feel indebted to someone, so I was thinking of making it up to you. I spent ages working just to get that one flimsy mechanical thing that you've always wanted.❞
❝So that's where you've been to all these times. . . working. . . just to—oh my god, you—you—don't tell me you're actually getting me a car.❞
❝I do! And I'm sorry if it's a little small for the both of us but it gets us from one place to another anyway.❞
❝Oh my god Ares you actually—❞
❝Shut up mortal, I'm only doing this because I owe you my life. now do you want to see the thing or not?❞
❝I do!❞
❝Okay so here it goes, 1. . . 2. . . 3. . . tada!❞
❝Oh my fucking god Ares that's a fucking lawn mower!❞
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