Dite you watch my kid as if she was your own while I'm in Rome. I come home to anything funny, I'm taking it out on you.

[Since Poseidon's wrath of power weeks ago, Chelsea had mixed feelings. Sure, there was uncertainty there with what her father was capable of. It was majestic, and inspiring. She was in plain awe of what he could do. There also came that nagging feeling of restlessness that she could be easily tossed aside, especially after seeing how Aphrodite use and fawn over him. She didn't talk to him for days. Finally, he'd had enough of Chelsea's silent treatment and once again they wrangled through a spat.

"What the fuck is wrong with you kid? Get used to being one of many."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Triton was already there, she was sure other of his children might pop up.

"You know what it means." He replied flatly. "You might get slapped with another brother or sister from Dite."

Her jaw dropped. Seriously, she was going to punch him in the face. And she tried. But he didn't get vicious on her. He held her in his iron grip by the shoulders. "I won't lose you Chelsea." That was a demand on his part. His Amphitrite wasn't going to be thrown out if he had anything to say about it. Her sway over anyone, even a goddess of Love went beyond himself. Even Triton, a favored of his offspring held nothing in comparison to Chelsea.]

It's a shame I can't eradicate the population when the brat pisses me off like I could weeks ago.