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He decides that his best trump card is to try to come to terms with his son. The child is intelligent and reasonable, surely two brilliant minds like them can understand each other.
"Look son, your father is my omega" begins Five, once he can corner the child
Adam raises one of his eyebrows, closing the physics book that he was reading, for a moment Five wonders if this is how he looks when someone bothers him, it is a very arrogant look "Don't call me son, it looks and sounds strange coming from a teenager" contradicts the boy "Besides you never marked my dad, he is more my dad than your omega if we go to the facts"
Well, obviously trying to reason with your child is not going to work. Try buying him off. All kids are susceptible to pay-offs, they all like candy and promises of toys, Five forgets that Adam is his son and they both have the same character.
"Would you like to go to Disney?" asks the older boy
"Would you like to go to the moon? You should spend more time bonding with him Uncle Luther, after all, he is your twin" is the boy's answer before running after his cousin Claire who calls him from the kitchen