Abaddon's headache suddenly intensified.
The young man seated at the kitchen counter noticed the woozy look about him and paused with a spoon inches from his mouth.
"Hey... you don't look so good, Unc. Why are you sweating so much? Or like, at all."
Abaddon barely heard anything the young man said.
He felt his father come from behind him and wrap his arm around his shoulder for support.
Asmodeus helped him make his way towards the dining room table.
"Do I want to know...?" He asked quietly.
Abaddon shook his head. "Probably not. It might hurt my standings as your favorite child."
"It's so odd of you to assume you were ever going to top Malenia."
Abaddon didn't have the strength to laugh.
He didn't even have the energy to remain in his full body, and instead reverted to his human appearance.
Slowly, everyone forgot about the reason they were hiding behind the wall and slowly trickled inside the kitchen.
