bruce had to frown. this was the beast? obviously his coat had been shaved and he’d been put through the ring one too many times of royal shows. he scoffed. “wow, you know, meeting you i thought i would have been impressed but i guess whatever obedient school good ol’ belle sent you to really turned you into a good boy now didn’t it?” he chuckled, revisiting the hard feeling of throwing up to be swallowed back down. “my story? oh, that is the richest pot of bullshit i have heard yet! im the son of hades what fucking story do i get other than being stuck back down in the underworld? nothing! you said you didn’t get help with your story? all you had to do was sit on your ass acting like a dick until belle came around and did all the fucking work.” he knew the stories…his own father’s was a failure and look at him now. “take your gummy bear version of a fairy tail and shove it up your ass.”
Adam is in shock by all the boy says. It’s obvious he holds anger deep inside himself and perhaps a bit of shame as Adam once did. He can’t imagine that this boy finds any happiness outside of the self loathing he seems to have - yet despite his harsh words Adam can’t help but feel sorry for the kid. And want to help him, no matter what.
‘You know you’d be wise not to speak on others love stories.’ He states grandly, folding his arms over his broad chest. ‘Belle was a big part in my story, that is true and without her I would probably still be the Beast but what you don’t realize is that being the beast took too much energy and anger. I was long since burned out and hating myself deep down. The beast is no one to be impressed by as we all have one inside of us and they are made of the worst parts of ourselves.’
He smiles, satisfied with his answer before continuing. ‘As for your story - you do have the power to choose where you go. If you do not wish to be in the underworld, than leave. Your father will be just fine.’















