Janus followed behind Logan into the kitchen, whining as he was lifted into the highchair, pouting towards him.

He's a big boy! He doesn't need a baby chair!

Before he could complain, Logan presented him with a variety pack of Doritos. "Choose one."

Studying his options, Janus thought for a moment before pointing to the Spicy sweet chili Doritos. Nodding his head, Logan digs his hand into the bag and hands him his choice of chips, setting the larger back into the cupboard.

Janus has a low spice tolerance, but big boys can eat spicy chips, right? He's a scary villain! He can eat chips! He's a big boy.

Popping the bag open, Janus picks up a chip, taking a bite of the Doritos. At first, he liked it, but the slight kick of spiciness kicked in. He screwed his face up, forcing himself to successfully chew the spicy chip.

Catching his uncomfortable expression, Logan raises an eyebrow. "Is something wrong?"

The burning sensation surged, boiling his tongue. He didn't answer Logan's question, he merely shook his head, stuffing another chip in his mouth. He couldn't handle the spice and whined.

"Drink!"

Logan stared at the other for a moment before grabbing a sippy cup, filling it with milk, watching in amusement as Janus angrily pushed the mini bag away, eagerly reaching for the soothing liquid.

"If you can't tolerate spice, why did you choose a spicy flavor?" Logan asks curiously, handing the milk over. He couldn't help but chuckle as he desperately sucked at the milk.

With red cheeks, Janus merely glared in Logan's direction.

"I'll remember your low tolerance for future meals," Logan assures, grabbing the bag of Doritos, popping one in his mouth. "Would you like a different flavor instead?"

Janus pouted as he lowered his sippy cup, slumping his shoulders. "...yes."

"Cool Ranch or Nacho cheese?"

"Cool ranch!"

"Cool Ranch it is small one."

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Thank you justyourlocalpoison for the idea!