Grim thought he looked pretty freaking cool, except for the part when he forgot to shut his mouth when Eris exploded into dust.

Grim cackled, doubling over with the effort of laughing so hard. "I can't believe that actually worked!" he cried, holding his chest. His plans had a bad track record of blowing up in his face, but this time, he actually wanted something to blow up.

"Is she dead?" Artemis croaked, choking on the dust spreading through the air.

Grim shrugged, "Technically no, I just blasted her into a billion little pieces. But she can't heal from that. She's alive, but she can't really do anything."

Hades laid a firm hand on Grim's shoulder. "Ah, I see you do listen to my stories."

"Well, you told that stupid story about Cosmos so much I didn't really have a choice not to listen," Grim said sheepishly, rolling his eyes.

"Grimslay," Hades murmured, pulling Grim towards him, "I'm so proud of you, I hope you know that. You've become a great man."

Grim kept his eyes on the floor, avoiding his father's gaze, "Misfortune and all?"

"Misfortune and all."