"We're not calling it Boney."
"How is that any better?"
"It can be shorted to Larry!"
Ellis pinched the bridge of his nose and exhaled a very long sigh, wondering how many bone puns one person could possibly endure before going mad. He then spared a glance to their new pet, a cat. . . an undead cat, who was finding an intimate interest in gnawing at a vine enveloping its paw.
"No bone puns." Declared Ellis, fixating a hardened stare at Spencer, who was grinning excessively at their new pet; his first (successful) attempt at ressurecting something.
"Okay, how about…" Spence trailed off, narrowing his gaze at the undead creature, lowering his head to its height before shooting upright, effectively sending their pet skittering off to the corner of their kitchen. "Persephone!"
"Persephone?" Ellis repeated skeptically, though he admittedly, it was a hell of a lot better than Larynx.
"Yeah, it makes perfect sense! She's the Goddess of spring, which relates to the vines and flowers and stuff that you're using to keep it intact, but—" Spencer paused for dramatic effect, though when it became clear Ellis didn't have anything to add, he continued. "—she's also the wife of Hades, who was God of the underword which relates to y'know, bones and undead stuff. It's a parallel!"
"Right…" Still unconvinced, Ellis looked over at the cat, who was going to great lengths to avoid the loud and overexcitable child that was Spencer. "It's a bit of a mouthful though, isn't it? What exactly can you shorten Persephone to?"
Spencer mused over this for a couple of seconds before sporting a smug grin that was indicative of an answer Ellis was likely to groan at.
Spencer nodded so vigorously that his glasses almost came off, and Ellis could practically see his eyes light up in adoration and excitement, so, naturally, he relented.
"Alright. Percy it is." Ellis offered Persephone a smile and kneeled down to pet it's bleached skull. "Welcome to the family, buddy."
