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“After I called bats weird looking—oww.” He interrupted his own words when she pinched his nose, making a tiny sting that could be barely felt but Ares was always the dramatic one. “No. You’re my monkey.” He grinned, having his voice take on a congested sound due to the others fingers.
"Do not call Bats strange looking,” she moved her hand, dragging his nose through the hair with her hand. Anyone watching would have been in stitches watching the spring goddess take the war god to task. She knew he couldn’t feel it but she felt a sense of retribution. “I do not like.. monkeys…. they are silly.”