AN: So this is pretty much a filler chapter. I'm going back and forth between writing a chapter just on Mama Fate and her history or going ahead and writing a chapter on the first dinner to happen. Now mind you, I'm going to time hop. Mama Fate didn't exactly give them a specific date, just some time to gather the necessary items needed. Which takes a while if you're budgeting. Anyway! Please enjoy!

Also, this portion of the story takes place a lot earlier than our timeline. Sorry ya'll, I meant to put a year, but I can't remember what year I wanted. I've been going through a helluva lot recently. It's not easy. Anyway! I'll ty to have a new chapter up soon!

"Jillian, you have to stop this. Really. It's starting to bore me."

"And that's exactly why I'm doing this. Because it's starting to bore you. Really, Cornelius. Is it so bad for your son to be happy? Is it?"

"He wants to be with another man. Of course it is! It's unnatural!"

Mama Fate threw up her hands. She's had this exact same conversation over the last 1,000 years. She wanted Kevin to be happy. She did and she was going to make that happen. Even if it meant throwing things into motion a lot earlier.

"Cornelius, he is your son. Just because he likes another man doesn't change that. And it doesn't mean he's any different. He is still Kevin. Maybe if you had spent a little more time with him, you'd actually know that." She said, irritably. She hated having this conversation. Cornelius laughed like he always did. He enjoyed watching her get annoyed with him. It was the highlight of his day. He had missed it in the last 200 years or so. "And why, Jillian, should I not know that? I know Kevin is still the same. I know he hasn't changed. I know he likes the same sex. It bothers me. Or at least it did."

Mama Fate looked at him incredulously. "Then why in the name of Hades are you treating him like this?" She nearly screamed at him. She was beyond agitated now. She was livid. She was ready to kill this man...if only he wasn't immortal. She was angry. She was pissed off. She loved Kevin with every fiber of her being. After all, he was of her blood. But she wished sometimes that he was her son. Kevin was a gentle creature, much like herself.

"Because, Jillian, I know how much it riles you up. You love him like he was your own. I enjoy watching others suffer." The God of War stated. His father, Ares, raised him to believe that everything should be a challenge. And every challenge should come with chaos. Chaos only bred more chaos. His cousin looked him over. "You are a monster, Cornelius."

"Oh, come now, Jillian. This is only a game to me. A game that I'm quickly growing tired of because you keep interfering!" He boomed. The birds in the canopies took flight and the sounds around them went suddenly quiet. Jillian did not like the stillness. It made her nervous and put her on edge. The last time this happened, he had a witch lay a curse on the boy. All because his youngest son loved him. How were two immortal beings supposed to procreate if they were of the same sex? He didn't understand nor did he want to.

"Cornelius. Please calm yourself. It does no one any good when you lose your temper."

"Maybe you should have thought about that before you interfered. Before you waltzed in here, begging me to lift this curse laid upon the boy almost a thousand years ago. The witch no longer lives. He has to recover his memories. And my son only has ten years to do it. If he can do that, the boy will gain his memories and take on that which has been held from him."

"His immortality." Jillian stated. She was gripping the necklace hidden underneath her blouse. A necklace not even Zeus himself knew about. And she not only thanked Athena, but Zeus as well, daily for allowing her child to become immortal. She needed eyes out in the world when she could not be there. And the necklace was a gift from the girls father. She wished to gift it to her daughter one day.

Cornelius cleared his throat. She raised blue-grey eyes to the man and saw the smirk that split his face in two. "I suggest a wager, cousin."

She cocked an eyebrow. "A wager?"

"Yes. Let's place a bet upon these two."

"Okay. I'm listening."

His smirk grew wider. "Let's say that Kevin does manage to get the boy to remember. What then? I'm left without entertainment, cousin."

Mama Fate did not like this. She did not like this at all. She was almost afraid to answer. "Well, I don't actually know Cornelius. I would assume you'd find different 'entertainment.' As you so eloquently put it." She said. She hadn't meant for it to sound sarcastic. But what's done is done. No going back now. And besides, Mama Fate was sick to death of his shit. He'd somehow managed to keep this from Zeus and if she had to, she'd be petty enough to let him know.

Cornelius stared at her, hard. She didn't budge. Nor did she flinch under his gaze. Like I said, she's sick of his shit. "Jillian. You would do well not to speak to me in that manner again." Cornelius ground out.

Mama Fate suddenly looked dangerous. She may be gentle by nature, but she had a mean streak that no one but Kevin could rival. She leveled a looked at the graying Barr. "And you would do well not to threaten me, Cornelius. Lest Zeus find out about what you did to his favorite grandson. There will be no wager. After Kevin has helped Edd regain his memories, and he most certainly will, you will leave them alone. For good. Your son already sees me as the mother figure he has desperately needed. You know, the girl you tossed away after he was born? Remember her? Remember how she begged to see him for the rest of her mortal life? You, Cornelius, do not have a reason to threaten me. You, who has so little to gain and so much to lose. Do not think that if, and that is a big if, Zeus were to find out he wouldn't strip you of your immortality." She said, venom in her voice. She was done playing his games and she would make sure that the boys she loved as her own would live a life free of him.

Cornelius looked at Mama Fate. Never before had he seen her get so upset. And when she had brought up the girl he had so desperately loved and then tossed away like yesterday's trash, he knew then she was serious. He didn't say another word before she walked out of his rooms. Leaning back in the chair he had sat down in, he brought his fingertips together to form a sort of steeple and thought.

Papa Barr had no idea what Mama Fate had in store for him. And to be quite honest, she liked it that way. She made plans, she gathered the necessary items she knew Kevin would eventually need, and she waited. She waited for the right time to put her plan into motion. And when that time came, Papa Barr would rue the day he put that poor boy under the curse. She set out into the mortal world, changing her appearance every so often so no one would recognize her.