Hades sighed, impatiently waiting for his son to arrive. He had places to be you know. Eris could tell he was slowly starting to get a little bit frustrated. She slinked over to his side, running a hand down his arm. He glanced over at her, grinning wickedly. While they were on vacation, he planned on doing lots to her. He looked away, glaring at the door. Where was Pitch?

Pitch suddenly burst through the door. "Sorry." He apologized, not sounding the slightest bit apologetic. Hades frowned at him.

"where were you?" He questioned his son. Pitch rolled his eyes.

"Out. Does it matter?"

Hades let out a huff of frustration, hair slowly starting to become red. Eris shook her head at him before turning to face her son. "Pitch, you should know to speak to your father with respect." She stated, an edge to her tone. When it came to power, she could do quite a lot. Pitch sighed.

"whatever mother, what is it that you called me here for?" He asked his parents. Hades scoffed slightly before finally choosing to just tell him.

"We'll be leaving the castle for a few months. We have to go to the underworld and plot some things to take down Olympus." He told Pitch.

Pitch was not the slightest bit fazed by the information. "and? How does that involve me?"

Eris shook her head at him in disapproval. "What did I say about how you should speak to your father?" Her eyes narrowed slightly. Pitch frowned, backing off slightly.

"Sorry mother." He said quietly. He wasn't in the mood for another one of her punishments. She believed in discipline, as did his father. "So how am I involved with all of that?" Pitch asked in a slightly more polite tone.

Eris grinned, "We're leaving you in charge." She told him. Pitch's eyes widened in surprise. Him? In charge? They'd never done that before. "Of course we do expect you to keep things just as...dark while we're gone." She stated. "if not darker." She chuckled.

Pitch slowly nodded his head in understanding, a smirk forming on his face. This was his chance to take control. "We'll be gone for a few weeks, maybe months. Keep thing's under control." Hades ordered. "Feel free to punish some of the townsfolk, or servants. It's proven to be quite satisfying."

Pitch nodded once more, thinking of all the things he could do. He already had his first idea in mind.

Hades and Eris left Pitch alone in the castle. He grinned, sitting down on the throne and wearing the crown his father usually wore. Thing's were about to turn wicked.