๐’Š. ๐’‘๐’–๐’“๐’‘๐’๐’† ๐’ˆ๐’“๐’‚๐’‘๐’† (and ๐‘ช๐’๐’๐’๐’๐’“) might just drive her mad

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๐‘ฐ๐‘ป ๐‘พ๐‘จ๐‘บ ๐‘ซ๐‘ฌ๐‘ช๐‘ฌ๐‘ด๐‘ฉ๐‘ฌ๐‘น 20๐’•๐’‰, 12:57๐‘ท๐‘ด or in other words the first official day the kidnaper and abductee spend together and ๐‘ช๐’๐’๐’๐’๐’“ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’‚๐’๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’…๐’š ๐’…๐’“๐’Š๐’—๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐‘ด๐’๐’“๐’“๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’…, his obsession with stealing stuff was so bad she would even call it an addiction. No matter how many times the girl insisted she would pay, Connor still tried his best to steal. They were at Walmart shopping for food for the penthouse and he couldn't help but shove some food into his pockets once in a while.

"No, bad dog" Morrigan told him hitting him in the head with a pice of bread, "I haven't even done it!" Connor relied with his hands on tog of his head. She just rolled her eyes (something she seemed to do a lot when she was with him) and hopped into the shopping cart to later stand on it to get some food that was on the top shelf which with her short hight she couldn't really reach. "What the hell are you doing?" Exclaimed Connor trying to stable the shaky cart, "Getting the marshmallows? What does it seems like I'm doing?".

"I could've gotten them for you" The boy told the cause of his future gray hairs as he took the marshmallows from her, "As if, you are shorter than me".

Connor helped Morrigan down dramatically gasping, "I'm taller".

"And I didn't just monkey my way towards the marshmallows" she retorted back with a small smile when she noticed Connor was on his tiptoes to look taller, she couldn't help it. Mor placed her hand on his shoulders and pushed his toes back down so they where once again the same hight, that was the moment he noticed the girl was wearing very high 'Mary Janes', "Hey! Not fair, you are wearing heels". "Let's go get the cocoa for the hot chocolate" she tried to avoid his comment, grabbing the cart and walking towards the chocolate aisle. "You are even shorter than you look, I'm taller" Connor said proudly walking alongside her, "Oh, shut up. I almost always wear them" Morrigan made them click, grabbing the cocoa.

Ignoring her last comment Connor grabbed the cart from her and speed walked down the aisle, "Come one heels we it's almost lunch time and I'm hungry". Tying her best to catch up with him managed to let out a, "And who's fault is that?"

Stopping in his tracks Connor turned around and looked at the girl that was following him, "Yours, or do I have to remind you that when I tried to wake you up cuddle tackled me into falling asleep again?" Now standing face to face with the boy she pushed past him and walked towards the fruits which where the only things missing from their list.

Connor let out a happy sigh and followed her, "I will go get the ๐’ˆ๐’“๐’‚๐’‘๐’†๐’”, bananas and apples, you get the strawberries, blueberries and raspberries and I will come find you" he declared kissing her cheek without realizing before leaving to go get the fruit but our favorite ginger did realize and had to stand there for a moment to process what happened, concluding that it was an accident.

Morrigan was placing the raspberries on the cart when Connor walked with the fruit in bags towards her and the moment she saw the grapes he was holding her eyes widen and she dropped the raspberries into the cart and ran towards him taking the grapes from his hands. "Purple?!? And with seeds?" before he could reply she spoke once again, "๐‘จ๐’“๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’„๐’“๐’‚๐’›๐’š? ๐‘ต๐’, ๐’…๐’๐’'๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’”๐’˜๐’†๐’“ ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐‘ฐ'๐’Ž ๐’•๐’‚๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’‰๐’“๐’Š๐’๐’Œ ๐’“๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐’๐’๐’˜. ๐‘ญ๐’–๐’„๐’Œ ๐’Š๐’•,ย  ๐‘ฐ'๐’Ž ๐’•๐’‚๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’–๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’š๐’ƒ๐’† ๐’‚ ๐’ƒ๐’Š๐’• ๐’๐’‡ ๐’•๐’๐’“๐’•๐’–๐’“๐’† ๐’‡๐’“๐’๐’Ž ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’…๐’†๐’‚๐’“ ๐’๐’๐’… ๐’…๐’‚๐’…๐’…๐’š ๐‘ฏ๐’‚๐’…๐’†๐’” ๐’˜๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’‰๐’†๐’๐’‘ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’๐’–๐’•."

"Relax I will go change them", Connor said grinning form ear to ear at her reaction, he left the apples and bananas in the cart to later carefully take the grapes from the girls hand and placing them in the cart, grabbing her hand and walking with her and the cart to change them. He then picked them up and changed them. "See, green and seedless just like you apparently like them".

"I honestly don't mind them" she shrugged walking towards the register, "So all that drama was for fun or to be a pain in my ass?"

"My sister likes them that way, at least she used to I haven't seen her in a while".











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"๐‘บ๐‘ถ ๐’€๐‘ถ๐‘ผ ๐‘ฏ๐‘จ๐‘ฝ๐‘ฌ ๐‘จ ๐‘บ๐‘ฐ๐‘บ๐‘ป๐‘ฌ๐‘น..." Connor said playing with his food. At this point they had already finished shopping and were now eating lunch at a Macdonalds (Remy took the bags to the penthouse after dropping them off). "Technically more than one but the others are either dead, died or goddess".

"You were close to her?"

"Of course, I mean I love ๐‘ด๐’†๐’๐’๐’‚๐’ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐‘ฑ๐’‚๐’”๐’๐’ but sometimes it's nice to have someone else"

"What is her name?"

"Cora. ๐‘ช๐‘ถ๐‘น๐‘จ ๐‘ฝ๐‘ฐ๐‘ท๐‘ฌ๐‘น. She loved grapes, adored them. We weren't biologically related but she would come visit me and Mellan often with our mother. I didn't really like her at first because I couldn't understand why my mother would rather be with her than with me but later I understood. After Jason left, she was the one person that understood me the most"

They stayed quiet for a second staring at their plates, but Morrigan dared to break that silence, "You have many siblings, don't you?"

"Yes, it's a struggle to get close to them. I have a bit of trust issues after one of them betrayed the camp, that's why I mainly stick with ๐‘ป๐’“๐’‚๐’—๐’Š๐’”. He's the one I know I can always count on" Connor told her honestly.

"๐‘ซ๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’“๐’–๐’”๐’• ๐’Ž๐’†?"

"Oddly enough, yes. You are truthful, you haven't lied once to me and are always open to answer my questions"

"How are you so sure I haven't lied to you?"

"Didn't you say you weren't stupid? I'm the son of Hermes, lies are one of my expertise and after all that happened I would say I know a lot about them"

"He's also amazing at having a good at least 100 children per year. Any good at that?"

"I hope not, I would very much rather be a cool uncle to the children of the 100 siblings I get per year"

"Amen to that"

"Not a big fun of children?"

"Let's just say having them is not a part of my life plan. As much as I would love to torture Zeus with a mini me running around, I rather be the world's greatest dancer"

"Seems like you have your priorities straight"

"I need to considering the fact the King of the gods wants me dead"

"He wants everyone dead...Want some?" Connor offered the girl a pickle he had taken out of his burger, which she happily accepted.





























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cora mention?!? like she and her green seedless grapes deserved their own spot on this fic.

this chapter is dedicated to cora viper and her amazing creator theautisticprincess
(love ya duckling!)

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