Third Person POV:
"EXCUSE ME!?"
"Dude calm down it ain't that bad," Athena muttered as she watched her father throw a chair across their throne room.
"Calm down! CALM DOWN!? My dear, you invited an archangel into our sacred dwelling!!!"
"Quit whining old man," Athena replied, "be glad I haven't invited an actual angel, not like I could or would anyways,"
"You say that even though you welcomed a fallen into our beloved home," Michael replied, "If anything you're going to invite a real one soon enough,"
"Do you want me to invite a real one?" Athena asks,
"I'd have a heart attack if you did," Michael replies,
"Well you're lucky your daughter doesn't like to associate herself with those fools," Athena says,
"And I'm glad she would have the decency not to,"
Michael sighs as he sits down regretting his life choices,
"Athena I demand that you bring the fallen to our throne room at once," Michael says not looking at her,
"And if I don't?" Athena asks,
"Then I'm afraid I'll have her beheaded by sunrise," Michael replies,
"Tsk behead her, classic move old man," Athena replies,
"Look I'd rather get rid of her permanently than still have her kind out and about in this world,"
"Fair enough but you'll have to go through me unless you want to kill her,"
Michael stares at her as he raises an eyebrow as if he was examining her,
"Fine then but I still request that she comes here to meet me," Michael says,
"Fine by me just don't kill her off,"
"Can't make any promises dear,"
"I'll be watching old man," Athena says as she walks off in the direction of where the archangel was staying,
Michael sighs,
"Interesting..,"
To be continued...
