Mother, let me tell you a secret
Your flowers always died in my hands
And I hated being the goddess of spring
Something you could never understand
And I know how you see me
Your broken, corrupted child of light
But mother, I wanted pomegranates...
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Persephone directs Wednesday and Hades to the beekeeping club. This is the only club with less members than her own, but she often works with Eugene as their areas of expertise sometimes overlap. He is just as sweet as the honey his bees produce.
The young boy himself came up behind them, bee suit adorning his small body and large glasses resting on his face. "Are you interested in the ancient art of beekeeping?"
"Absolutely not." Hades exclaims, going to walk away when Persephone grabs his arm to yank him back.
"Yes you are." She hisses in his ear, sending shivers down his spine at her close proximity.
"Yes I am." Hades announces, taking Persephone's hand in his own. Wednesday rolls her eyes at how whipped her brother is.
"Hades, Wednesday, this is Eugene. Eugene Ottinger." She introduces, smiling proudly down at the boy. She considered him a little brother, one that needed protecting and shielding. He is too precious for the world.
"Founder and President of the Nevermore Hummers." He states proudly, holding out a gloved hand for the newcomers to shake.
"Wednesday. Wednesday Addams. This is my pestiferous brother, Hades." The girl shakes his hand, surprising Persephone who worried the boy might've been eaten alive. Hades smiles proudly at his sister's apparent insult. "Are we late or is it just you two?"
"The hive life isn't for everyone. Most kids are afraid of venomous insects. Even Persephone is more of a guest of honour." Eugene admits. He was always grateful for the girl, despite her not being part of his club. She always encouraged him to keep pursuing his interests, even if they didn't always align with what everyone else was interested in. "Are you willing to feel the sting?"
A few moments later, Wednesday is stepping out in the same uniform as Eugene. Hades laughs at his sister's attire but Persephone is just shocked that Wednesday agreed to put the suit on. She mumbles, "I never thought I'd see the day where Wednesday wore something other than black."
"I wish I could take a photo of this." Hades grumbles, wishing for once that he had a phone. Like a genie had granted his wish, a phone materialised in his vision. He gasped before smiling at Persephone, who was the one to offer her phone. "You are heaven sent." He plants a quick kiss on her temple, grabbing her phone to snap a photo. He fails to notice the effect of his kiss, which has caused a bewildered expression and flushing pink cheeks. After teaching Hades how to take a picture on her phone, they leave Wednesday in Eugene's capable hands before heading to the greenhouse.
"This is one of my favourite places in the whole world." Persephone murmurs, excited to be sharing her passion with Hades. Their hands are intertwined, Hades swinging their arms in a gentle rhythm. He was equally as enthusiastic as Persephone to be able to see her in her element, never wanting the smile to leave her face. He gives her hand a slight squeeze, grinning down at her. She pushes the door to the greenhouse open, revealing Miss Thornhill hunched over a book mumbling under her breath. She had a notebook open next to her, taking notes of things she was reading from the book."Miss Thornhill?"
