This story is kind of sad so here are some incorrect quotes to make you laugh:
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Proserpina: Alastor, what does IDK, LY, and TTYL mean?
Alastor: I don't know, love you, talk to you later
Proserpina: Yes, I love you too. I'll just ask William, then.
(i can see this happening)
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Sean: While I'm gone... Harry, you're in charge.
Harry: YESSS-!!!
Sean, whispering: honey, you're secretly in charge.
Lizzie, nodding: Obviously.
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William: My sister taught me to always think before I act.
Alastor: Awww😍
William: So if I smack the shit out of you, rest assured I have thought it through and am confident in my actions :)
...
Proserpina, to a vampire: You seem familiar... have I tried to kill you before?
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Demeter: You have issues, dear. Perhaps it's time to seek professional help-?
Proserpina: Well, of course I have issues.
Proserpina, pointing at Hades: THAT'S MY FREAKING FATHER!
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Warren, looking at a sleeping baby William: Aww he looks so peaceful ^_^
Little Winters, opening a black sharpie: ...and vulnerable.
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Proserpina: Eros, remember when you said you weren't going to interfere with my love life?
Eros: No, that doesn't sound like me at all.
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Dionysus: I'm having salad for dinner!
Proserpina:
Dionysus: Well, fruit salad.
Dionysus: Actually, it's mostly grapes.
Proserpina:
Dionysus: Okay, I lied. It's all grapes.
Dionysus: Fermented grapes.
Proserpina:
Dionysus:
Proserpina:
Dionysus: It's wine.
Dionysus: I'm having wine for dinner.
Proserpina:
Proserpina: ...why am I not surprised?
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Thanatos, to Proserpina: I'd like to offer you moral support, but I have questionable morals.
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Summer: Where are your parents?
Warren: What are parents?
Summer:
Warren:
Summer: That's just about the saddest thing I've ever heard.
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Proserpina: Is something burning?
Alastor, leaning seductively on the counter: Just my desire for you.
Proserpina: Alastor, the toaster is literally on fire.
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Proserpina, to Hades: theoretically speaking, if you ever allow me to have a partner, they must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized...
Alastor: *steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to their knees and sob while apologizing profusely*
Proserpina: That one. I want that one.
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William: Well, well, well... if it isn't my old friend: the dawning realization that I fucked up bad.
(sorry not sorry-)
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