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not fight,” I held up my hands, effectively disengaging Odin's grip and diffusing Re's irritation. “Why are you here, Re? Is everything alright? You weren't supposed to come by till tomorrow.”
    “Horus called and told me you had a meeting,” Re's irritation was back. “Why wasn't I invited?”
    “I didn't know you wanted to be a part of the God Squad,” I blinked in surprise.
    “I thought being your boyfriend got me an automatic seat at the Squad table,” Re huffed. “But no one texted. I opened up that vein of Inter Realm into my territory just so you could text me and you didn't text me about the meeting.”
    “Okay, I just said that I didn't know you wanted to be a part of the Squad, so why would I text you?” I rolled my eyes. “It's just one meeting. Do you have to get all dramatic?”
    “Vell, he is stripper, da? Zey are prone to dramatics,” Kirill smirked and Re lunged for him.
    “Okay, okay,” Trevor laughed as he and Odin held Re back from Kirill; the still very smirking Kirill.
    “You guys accepted him,” I pointed my finger around at my husbands. “Now make an effort to get along.”
    “I treat Trevor, Odin, and Azrael same vay,” Kirill shrugged.
    “He's right, he does,” I grimaced at Re. “Looks like you're going to have to grow some tougher skin.”
    “Maybe try layer of brass instead of gold,” Kirill brushed the skin on his arm. “It's more durable.”
    “And it will match your balls,” Odin grimaced.
    “Or, you know,” Trevor shrugged and let a scowling Re go. “Maybe you could get a sense of humor.”
    “I have the most refined sense of humor-”
    “No, you don't,” I cut him off.
    “Lala,” Re sounded wounded.
    “I'm just keeping it real,” I gave Re's thick bicep a pat. “If you're going to be a part of the Squad, you'll probably get teased a lot but it's all good-natured and you need to realize that now or stay out of the Squad.”
    “Stay out of palace altogether,” Kirill laughed. “Intare are vay vorse.”
    “You're kicking me out of your little god club because I don't like people making fun of me?” Re gaped at me.
    “Have you always been such a pussy?” Trevor shook his head at Re. “How the hell do you lead a pantheon like that?”
    “I am the Sun God, Re,” Re growled, his clenched fists starting to glow.
    “Yeah, yeah,” Odin rolled his eyes. “We've heard. Now, get over yourself. I'm the head of my pantheon too and I don't have a problem with some friendly banter. The God Squad is called that for a reason; we're all gods,” he stopped and looked at Kirill and Trevor. “Well, gods and demi-gods but no matter. It comes down to the same thing; everyone's got an ego and everyone has a right to those egos. But we're all friends, and friends should be able to tease each other without getting into a fight.”
    “With the exception of Pan and Horus whom I think deliberately try to bait each other into fights,” I huffed.
    “And yet, you never see them physically attack each other,” Trevor mused.
    “You say that as if it's a bad thing,” I accused.
    “Like you wouldn't want to see who'd come out the winner in a Pan-Horus brawl,” Trevor held his arms out and gave me his come on face.
    “Horus of course,” Re huffed. “His bloodline is impeccable.”
    “There you go again,” Trevor shook his head. “That's what we mean, Sparkles. You need to stop with that shit.”
    “Trevor,” I whined. “We talked about this; we all need to start watching our language so we can get used to speaking nicely around the children.”
    “Sorry, Sweetheart,” he kissed my cheek. “But you have to admit, it's easier for you than us.”
    “Excuse me?” I huffed.
    “Ever since you met Lucifer, you've been making an effort to get more creative with your cussing,” Odin agreed. “You've had a lot more practice than the rest of us.”
    “You don't seem to have a problem with it,” I said to Odin.
    “I'm not a werewolf,” Odin smirked at