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WHO: Psyche & Anteros
WHEN: Tuesday Afternoon
WHERE: Eros and Psyche's home, New York
WHAT: Psyche comes home to a surprise.

When Psyche would arrive home she might get the feeling something was off. Her place was not the way she'd left it.

The kitchen looked like a large rat had gone through it, some cabinets were open, food boxes open or torn open if it seemed complicated. The refrigerator door was open and everything inside, including cold meats for sandwiches, had exactly one bite taken out of it. Things that weren't meant to be consumed on their own seemed to also have been eaten. The fruit in the fruit bowl was the same. One bite taken out of the apple, pear, banana, etc. Next there was a pool of Eros' clothes next to the sofa and one flip flop on the table and another sitting in a chair.

The biggest thing that was probably different was the stark naked man with a very serious concentrating look on his face who had his ear pressed up to a speaker that was playing the radio but you could barely hear it because the volume was so low. Hmm. No, pretty sure that wasn't there when she left earlier.

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Anteros was hesitant but Psyche's warm smile seemed to reassure him that she wasn't going to attack him any more. He slowly uncurled his body and he was bigger than her but you wouldn't know it from how he acted.

He sat indian style and looked like a puppy that got beaten up. He used the back of his hand to wipe at his tear stained cheek and then looked at her and sniffled, finally getting to really see her as more than a moving loud blur coming after him.

Psyche loosened up when she saw him begin to uncurl out of his little ball. She smiled a little more broadly and encouraged him to come a little closer by motioning toward herself.

Her eyes stayed at eye level, but she still felt uncomfortable with the fact that her daughter was just down the hall. "Now, I'm really going to need you to at least put some pants on. My daughter, Hedone, your niece, doesn't need to be seeing you naked," she explained. She offered a hand.

Anteros smiled a little and moved closer to her. He made a face when she mentioned pants. At first he didn't know what she was talking about but then remembered Eros using the same word before putting those horrible things on him.

He put his hand in hers but was not thrilled about this pants news. He wasn't the one that was crazy. They should be wearing less clothes, not him more..

Psyche was pleased when he took her hand. She stood up slowly and moved to help him up. He obviously didn't need her to, but she was a nurse. She was used to helping people much bigger than him. This was nothing.

She lead him out of Hedone's room and back into the living room where she found some of Eros' clothes. She looked through them to find something suitable. "Here, try these. They're loose and comfortable," she handed over a pair of pajama pants.

Anteros gripped Psyche's hand and smiled, looking much more like his normal self. He still held her hand until she deposited him back in the living room. But when she handed him the pajama pants, he just looked at them. Then he gave her a look that clearly said do-i-have-to and borderline i-don't-wanna...

The look on his face meant trouble, she could feel it. "When you're here you can go naked all you like when Hedone isn't around, but when she's here I won't let her see you unless you're covered. Do you need help?"

It was that tone. You know the one. The mom tone. Anteros eyed the pajama bottoms, pondering if there was a way to get out of the situation. He didn't understand why Hedone needed to see him covered. Surely she saw her father naked, right? What was so different about Anteros?

He looked over at Hedone and a smile came to his face. He loved children and his very own brother's child was something that filled him with great joy. And if the only way to see her was by putting on these things.. the smile dimmed when his eyes went back to the PJ's but finally he turned his lips in and nodded.

Alright, let's get it over with. Do your worst, dear sister-in-law..

Psyche watched him closely. She didn't know whether he would run or cooperate. She honestly didn't know what his problem was with clothes, but she would make sure he was wearing something in the next few seconds. Even if it ended up being one of her own dresses, which he would rip. But if it meant getting him clothed it was worth it.

She smiled, pleased, "Good." It felt like taking care of a large child. She moved to one side and held the pants so that she could help lift his leg on that side. "Just slide your leg into this hole, and then the other leg into the other hole."

Anteros looked like a man who was being fitted for a noose instead of getting comfy PJ bottoms put on him. He stuck his foot in but didn't bend it it got jammed in the first hole. He made a face and slid the other foot into the other hole but this time bent it so it went smoothly but was still stuck cause of his other foot.

Before Psyche could attempt to help him, he used force to send his stuck force through the leg which resulted in a riiiiiiiip and Anteros was now wearing half pajama shorts and half pajama bottoms.

He gave Psyche a look that said this-was-your-idea.

Before she could move to help him, Psyche saw the pants rip. Being a mother, she had learned to have a sense of humor. This was one of those times when that really needed to be practiced. Besides, it wasn't like they couldn't replace the pants.

She started to giggle at the sight, "I'm sorry, I should have explained better. Don't move." Unable to stop giggling, she got up and went to retrieve some scissors. This was easily fixable.

When she came back she said, "These are scissors. I'll use them to cut the other side. It'll look better than have one side short and the other long. Okay?"

Anteros grinned when Psyche started giggling. Now that he enjoyed immensely. He didn't know what he did but apparently it was something good.

He blinked when she brought back knives but he trusted her so just watched her cut the other side. Less of these awful things on him? Yes please. He made a note that ripping these things meant that people will cut them off you. Must do it again.

He wiggled his toes and looked down, okay so it wasn't much covering. Still hated it. He looked at Psyche, then at Hedone and then he looked at Psyche again but this time with a smile like a kid who was waiting for permission to go play.

Psyche breathed a sigh of relief and shook her head at the situation. This was going to be interesting, she could tell. If she knew what he was thinking she would have immediately hid all the clothes and designated a set just for him to rip apart.

She looked from him to Hedone and then called out, "Hedone, sweetheart. You can come here now." Hedone, eager to get out of that corner jumped up immediately and bounded over excitedly. At first she looked timidly at Anteros until Psyche said, "This is your uncle, Anteros. He's sort of daddy's twin. I think you'll like him."

Anteros looked excited and knelt down so he could be at eye level with Hedone. He was very good with children and dogs. Both knew how to love unconditionally without expecting back and even the most ferocious of dogs loved Anteros. And even the most surly of children couldn't help but be drawn to him.

Anteros gave Hedone a big smile, "Do you like to play games?" he asked. Cause Anteros loved it but so far this world was sorta sucky and people didn't seem to have time for it. He wasn't talking in that special voice adults used to talk to kids. He was being himself, that tone of a child was just natural and children could tell.

Psyche smiled at the two of them. Hedone usually loved meeting people and Psyche couldn't remember if she and Anteros had ever met before. If not then this would be a good opportunity for them both. "I'll be cleaning up while you two hang out. Dinner in an hour," she said mainly to Hedone, who knew the rules about mealtimes and would be expected to explain them to her uncle.

Hedone waved slightly to her mom and focused on her uncle. She nodded with a big smile, "Oh yeah! Daddy plays games with me all the time when he's home, so does mommy. Why aren't you wearing a shirt? Don't you like them? I like mine a lot, pink is my favorite color, and it has gumdrops. OH! Have you ever had gumdrops?" She was incredibly chatty once she got started.

Anteros liked Hedone's chatter and though he hadn't spoken much since being back, he felt instantly at easy with the girl.

He made a gross face and shook his head and scratched his chest, "They're itchy." he looked surprised, "I love pink! And red. And peach." he looked at her with wide eyes and shook his head, "No.. what's gumdops?" looking very intrigued. If Hedone liked it, it must be something wonderful.

He quickly frowned and asked in a serious tone, "You don't wear them do you?" because then he most definitely did not want gumdops.

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BAHAHAHA. Love his logic!

Makes sense to him! Hope nothing's designer~

It all probably is. XD

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