I finished the song. Smiling, I put the guitar next to me. Sigh. I look out at the world through the window. I wish she was here to play along with me. I start to get up off the window, when the door flies open, crashing into the wall. BANG!

Ah! I fall onto the ground. OW! My head hurts! Putting a hand on my head, I look at the cause of all my trauma and pain. Kronos. What does this guy want? I just want some peace and quiet for a while. Is that too much to ask? "Yes."

I narrow my eyes at the titan. "Stop reading my mind!" I scream at him. ‘He is so rude’ Hasn’t he ever heard of personal space? "Now why would I do that? Your thoughts are amusing! And yes, I have heard of personal space I just choose to ignore it, especially when it involves you or anyone else I choose." Kronos says like he talking to a child. I pout, rude! "Stop acting like a five-year-old and act your age, Jackson!" ‘He did not just go there!’ I give him a scandalized look, "For your information, I am only four! How dare you compare me to a 5-year-old. They're too serious for their own good!"

Kronos rolls his eyes and a small, amused smirk appears on his face. I just stared at him as if, he just told me he loved me! That is wide-eyed and gapping like the fish I am. "What?" He asked. I screamed, a high pitch and very long bloody, murder scream, and jumped up running as if I was running for my life, around the room, "Help! Help! Somebody save me! It’s the apocalypse! Kronos, is smiling! Actually, smiling! The world is ending! I'm too young to die now! There's too much I haven't seen or even done yet!" I was laughing, so much tears blurred my vision.

Kronos laughed. Not watching where I was going, I ran into the titanic built body of the Titan of Time. My face turned red. "S-s-sorry," I stuttered and tried to pull away. Key word, tried. Strong arms held me captive against an equally strong chest. "Where you going, little sea prince?" Kronos asked, amused, "I mean, you are the one who ran into me, so I think it's only fair to hold you closer." I huffed," Just let me go!" He smirked, "I don’t think so Little Sea Prince, I like you right where you are." I groan, but don’t fight. A strong calloused hand starts to run through my hair. "How is your hair still soft and gravity defying?" He asked after a while. I shrugged as best I could, I had no idea. "When was the last time you got a shower?" Hmm...? "Um? Probably the day of the last battle? I don’t really know?" He picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder. "Hey!?! What gives? Let me go! Put me down!" I say struggling in his grip. "You need a shower or a long bath! You stink!" He says, walking calmly out the door and down the stairs. "And whose fault is that!" I say, going limp with a huff. "Fine!" And I let him carry me.