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Who: Eros, Anteros and Aphrodite
What: Eros brings mom a present!
When: Thursday morning
Where: Dite's place

Just as Aphrodite had promised there was a car there to pick him and Anteros up promptly at ten o'clock that morning. All he managed to keep Anteros in were the pajama pants. They were loose enough for him to move around without feeling constricted, until he became used to things. Eros hoped his mother could fix some of this, make the transition easier. As long as Eros took care of him he'd end up playing video games in his birthday suit as well. There was a time they did everything together, but he supposed this world was kind of an adjustment they'd all come into a second time. Eros had been around for centuries now, Anteros had to grow into the way things worked now. Everything was pavement, loud vehicles and bright lights. This wasn't anything like they'd grown accustomed to in the days of ancient Greece.

Even though Anteros was the one that Aphrodite wanted to see, Eros was the first to tackle her in a hug. He was the one that desired the most attention, who wanted the most. She was his mother and he hardly liked sharing her sometimes. Anteros was different. Whatever Eros had, Anteros had too.

Eros kissed Aphrodite on the cheek. "Maybe you can make him wear something else," he grinned.

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Anteros trusted his mother, if she said she'd make it easier for him then he knew it to be true. He sighed and closed his eyes, just letting himself be coddled. Only after a few moments his hold on her tightened just a fraction as he asked, "Will I disappear again.." he sounded worried and not quite sure if that was the right thing to say. He wasn't even sure what happened last time just that he was and then he wasn't. But would he get to stay in this new world if it couldn't find a place for him?

"No," Aphrodite said, and her tone was fierce and protective. "You won't disappear. Not again." Aphrodite wouldn't allow it. She may not have been as strong as she once would but she'd find a way to keep all of her children around this time. Already she was formulating plans to put into action.

In a gentler voice she said, "don't you worry about things like that, my little love. You're with me and you're with Eros. Nothing bad will happen to you."

While Anteros and Aphrodite reconnected, Eros looked around in the kitchen for food. He couldn't wait for a handout. He had to bolt soon for work. After leaving the studio earlier the day before he had to make up some time.

He had a mouthful of a peanut butter sandwich when he reemerged. He kissed his mother on the cheek. "I have to bolt, mom. I'll be back later to pick him up." Anteros was going to go home with him.

Anteros smiled a little, feeling better when his mother said quite forcefully that he wouldn't be going anywhere. He'd heard that tone, that was that mom tone that no one dared mess with. He didn't know what she was talking about, not being as powerful, she still sounded like a force to be reckoned with just like he remembered.

He lifted his head up when Eros showed up again, sniffing the air at the curious smell from the sandwich. Note to self: find the source later and eat it. He looked at his mother when Eros said he was leaving, "Can I go too?" still clad in his chic PJ shorts. Surely that would be enough covering so he could go out with Eros to wherever he was going.

"If you want to go with Eros you'll have to dress properly," Aphrodite said. "Stay with me for now, my lamb," she cooed, kissing the boy on his temple. "Eros can have you later."

Anteros watched as his brother left, a look of yeeeesh entering his features when she meant he'd have to wear clothes if he wanted to go with him. Well in that case maybe spending some time with mother wouldn't be so bad. He hadn't seen her in a long time. He still wanted to go with Eros but he smiled brightly, looking much like his old self when she kissed his temple.

He put his head on her shoulder, staying close and feeling safe with her. "Eros goes to a big building every day with lots of people. And lots of lights." he looked at her as if he was sharing a secret, "They wear more clothes than he does." giving a look like whats-that-all-about. He put his chin on her shoulder and smiled, "Do you and father do that?"

There was debate whether Ares was truly Anteros' father but because he was Eros' father, Anteros came as part of the package deal. Not that Anteros understood anything about violence but he loved his dad all the same.

"That's his job among the mortals," Aphrodite explained, drawing Anteros a little closer to her. "These days to afford such lavish homes, we have to do work like humans." It was demeaning to have to explain it to Anteros. Aphrodite didn't think of it so often.

"For my work I run a- do you remember the hetairai in Greece, the courtesans? I control a very fine group of them here. And Ares-" she paused with a considering frown. "Actually, I have no idea what it is Ares does." Their marriage was based on passion; Aphrodite and Ares didn't tend to discuss their boring day to days.

Anteros happily cuddled into his mother and listened, he gave a look of slight disdain when she mentioned they had to work as the mortals did. Not that he had anything against mortals but there was a separation of the classes from his time that seemed to not exist anymore..

"Father used to say war is a full time job, I am sure he's keeping busy." he looked thoughtful and then wondered out loud, "What will I do?" not that he wanted to work but if mom was working and big bro was working then Anteros should work too probably. Though he wasn't good at anything except loving people and being Eros' shadow, not exactly coveted skills in today's world.