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Horses Fly and Young Brats Cry
Shinji was an amateur at horse riding. It was official.
As Perseus, he was supposed to thrive upon them. Shinji in Perseus didn't.
That may be one of the many reasons he was currently being chased down by a winged white stallion. Yes, that horse with bulging muscles had wings. It also had a rotten temper. It was also technically his step-brother.
His first meeting with his homecoming step-brother was definitely NOT going well.
"Like, fuck them and their ancestors! Ero-hips...? No, it ain't right...Eohippus, yes, that's the name, fuck y-"
Apparently, the mythical horse took offense, since the pegasus' hooves shot into the back of the boy's head at Mach speeds with a loud CRACK.
Perseus felt his vision spark in an incandescent white flash before his surroundings were swallowed in a fast-spinning vortex of blurred colors and botches of blackness. His body bounced once, twice, thrice...and for god-knows how many times before he finally skidded to a stop between a very familiar pair of legs.
"Perseus...are you all right?"
He groaned.
"I see...three of you and feel like throwing up from a...head-splitting concussion, but either than that I'm fine. Fuck that sorry excuse of a winged horse dick-"
A hoove eagerly found its way to the back of his head.
Perseus repeated the process of bouncing up and down across the grassy plains like a ragdoll before he finally came to a stop as a pile of twitching limbs.
The Pegasus neighed happily, looking a little all too gleeful to reduce the demigod to such a sorry state. Medusa shook her head with a stern frown.
"Bellerophon, play nice. You must not damage your brother's brain more than it already is. What would happen if he tries to repeatedly catch thunderbolts with a metal rod and electrocute himself to death...again?"
Perseus felt his face flush red with embarrassment.
"That was one time! Only one time! Besides, I have the blood of Zeus! I should've been able to at least gain resistance to the lighting!"
"You didn't.", Medusa replied with a deadpan.
"I...I...I learned how to mana burst with lightning!", he blurted out. Medusa narrowed her eyes but Perseus who was still trying to stand up on wobbly legs didn't notice.
"...How did you learn to do that?"
"By practicing of course!"
"Oh? Then, congratulations must be in order."
Her silent tone was oddly ominous, like a snake about to bite. Perseus paled.
"No! I didn't get hit by lightning on purpose or anything!"
"I did not say anything about lightning, but since you have been so kind to share the truth, I'm afraid I must give you a punishment instead."
If there was a world championship on how to impersonate an oxygen-deprived goldfish, Perseus might have won. That was how hilariously aghast his expression was.
He clutched his chest as if shot and stumbled back a few steps.
"You-that's, that's cheating! You tricked me!", an indignant Perseus shouted with a quivering finger pointed at his mother.
"And you broke your promise and betrayed my trust.", she retorted without missing a beat. Perseus let out a sound that resembled a cat being slowly strangled to death.
Medusa raised a finger and trailed it from his cheeks to his collarbone in a sensual manner. She smiled.
"Since you are so eager to prove yourself like those knuckle-headed good-for-nothing thugs that call themselves 'heroes', I might as well give you a chance. Prove yourself to Bellerophon and become her true rider before the sun sets."
Perseus blinked. He blinked again as a shaft of the falling sun's rays entered his retina. It was already sunset. He looked up at his mother's face. She just smiled.
Ominously.
Perseus bagan to sweat. With a shaky smile, he tried changing the subject in a last-ditch effort to placate her.
"Hey, there won't be a penalty, right? Surely you would not leave me to the mercy of that...vicious thing, would you?"
She kept smiling.
Ominously.
Slowly, very slowly, Perseus turned his still pounding head around to look at the thing he came to fear the most.
Bellerophon neighed and pawed the ground with his hooves.
Gleefully.
He whirled around, now desperate to escape from his impending doom.
"Please don't - mother!? Medusa!?"
His mother had already left without a sound, leaving him to fend for himself.
"FUCK."
He turned back and yelped girlishly when he came face to face with a very smug Bellerophon. He gulped as nervous sweat started gushing down his forehead.
Now, Shinji Matou was actually a man of many talents. If it wasn't for his sheer obsession with magecraft, he could've actually been a rather decent person with high intellect and other abilities to back it up. One of those abilities was knowing when to be a simp.
Perseus took a deep breath and closed his eyes. When he opened them, he looked straight into the eyes of his nemesis.
There was not an ounce of arrogance or animosity in his eyes. To the pegasus' sheer disbelief, there wasn't even a shred of deception. Perseus was actually being as sincere and respectful as he could be.
Perseus took a sudden step forward. Bellerophon eyed him warily. Was it a step in his scheme after all? What Perseus did next, however, astonished her.
"This foolish and disobedient brat humbly greets elder brother!"
Perseus slammed his bruised head into the ground without hesitation and started to kowtow. He kept kowtowing while pleading in a tearful voice, begging 'the most benevolent and beautiful' Bellerophon for his help, asking her to accept him as her rider.
What Perseus didn't know was that what irked Bellerophon was not the fact that he was slightly audacious -she actually found him, her younger brother in all but blood, quite cute in the way how he kept trying to impress her into being her rider- but the fact that he kept mistaking her as a 'he'.
But perhaps...she could cut him some slack. She was her idiot brother after all. Though, first things first.
With a neigh, she kicked her rider in the face and sent him flying into a muddy puddle. Perseus spluttered as he got up, irritation written all over his face. Bellerophon liked that expression much better.
"Hey! What was that for...wait. You, you're letting me ride you!?"
Perseus' anger soon turned into pure elation the moment he saw the pegasus sitting on the ground with a docile look in his eyes as if allowing him to ride on its back.
"Junior brother full-heartedly thanks elder brother for his magnanimity!"
Bellerophon rolled her eyes with a snort and opened her white wings.
That day, a joyous whoop could be heard reverberating through the skies as a young boy of thirteen gallantly rode his newly acquired pegasus into the setting sun.
Next chap; why isn't Hera out for Perseus' head!? And a start of a new journey!
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