Kankri instead snarled, flashing Dualscar a middle finger. “I’m n9t y9ur f*****g wh9re!”
Eridan seemed to recoil in his seat at the word, looking between Dualscar and Cronus in search for an explination.
Dualscar’s fins lay flat on his head, eyes darkening. “Sit… down.”
Kankri instead backed away from the table, his middle finger still ever so prominently raised in the air. “Y9u want me to f*****g live with y9u after the car ride? Y9u can’t be seri9us…”
Dualscar’s skin seemed to crawl with antipathy.
“Dad? Wwait, wwhat is he talking about?”
Kankri snickered. “Yeah, why d9n’t y9u tell him, dad? 9r are y9u afraid y9ur precious little b9y will turn 9ut like y9u, if he knew?”
Dualscar’s eyes shifted to Cronus, and simultaneously, they stood. “I want you to think very carefully about wha
