Abaddon watched his son's body glow with a very clear feeling of interest.
He wasn't surprised by the fact that certain sins and virtues had chosen to go to his son.
Apophis to him was everything a dragon should be.
He couldn't say that he had ever once seen his son with a bad attitude or shirk any of his responsibilities onto his siblings.
And since the sins and virtues were bound to Abaddon, they must have seen Apophis doubly worthy due to their direct blood relation.
Abaddon didn't feel like he really lost anything, since he could always make more copies.
But even if he couldn't, he still wouldn't have any problem sharing a bit of power with his children just to see them grow a little further.
"Shiny!!" Courtney said abruptly.
Looking at their son, Abaddon and Seras couldn't help but agree.
When the light shining from Apophis had finally died down, he almost looked like a new man.
Seras had to physically close Tiamat's mouth so that she wouldn't drool all over the countertop.
Apophis' dark chocolate skin had developed a very faint glittery mineral like quality to it; almost like sheet metal.
His hair had retained the distinctive bright purple color that he had already become famous for; only now the color was much richer, and his waves were much more defined.
Even though he and his father already had a strong resemblance, with his more elevated handsome looks, that distinction was much more notable.
However, there was something even more worthy of note than a pretty face.
"Brother is a god!" Straga pointed in shock.
Now, Abaddon had to admit that this was a development that he did not see coming.
But, he supposed that it did make sense.
His son had quite a bit more power stored in him as of late.
Abaddon had already given him the power of order a while back, and that was already enough to push him from an imoogi to a full dragon.
Who would've thought that the addition of Humility, Temperance, Pride, and Gluttony would have pushed him towards the next stage of being.
"T-That's cool and all, but some of us were born gods, you know?" Straga waived his hand dismissively.
Apophis smiled eerily.
He flicked his finger and his impish younger brother went flying across the room.
Abaddon / Seras: ""No powers in the house!""
Now Apophis looked slightly bashful as he stopped his brother in midair before he could hit any of the nice decorations on the wall.
'Your mother would be so proud..' Abaddon thought happily.
He would have told Lailah now just to see the cuteness look on her face and hear the excited pitter patter of her feet when he told her their son had followed in her footsteps as a magic deity.
But if he told her now she would definitely come running and with Courtney still awake and right next to him, he figured now wasn't really the time to wake her.
"Thank you for the gifts, dad." Apophis said sincerely.
Abaddon had to waive his hand dismissively, since he didn't feel he could take full credit for this.
He was only planning to give two of the sins and virtues to each of them, not four. But Apophis was instantly chosen based on the content of his own character.
"Don't think anything of it, my son... Alright, it's everyone else's turn now."
One by one, Abaddon let each of the children pick their own powers after giving them a brief refresher on how they worked.
"Good. Give me your hand."
Courtney did as she was asked and handed over her palm to Seras; not really understanding where this was going either way.
Seras picked up a small dinner knife from the table and brought it to Courtney's palm.
She pressed the pointy edge down on the center of her hand and the young girl instinctively flinched.
However, she eventually noticed that she wasn't actually in pain.
Nor was she bleeding for that matter.
She looked down at her hand again and found that her mother was still poking her with the weapon, but now she realized that she wasn't bleeding.
*Gasp!*
*Gasp!* Seras feigned surprise.
"I'm not getting cut!"
"No, I guess you're not!"
"Uwaaahhhh!!! Best! Day! Everrr!!"
Abaddon couldn't help but laugh. "Are you really that excited?"
"Yea! I'm like 'Power-Man!'"
Belloc was a very proud big brother in that moment.
"Remember now, just because you're a little tougher doesn't mean you can run off doing dangerous things." Seras warned. "So no jumping off balconies or trying to stop cars with your barehands please."
Courtney gasped again and covered her head as if her mother could somehow see inside her brain.
How else would she have known exactly what she was thinking in that moment??
"I see I'm going to have to inform Adeline to keep a better eye on you at school.." Abaddon muttered.
"Want me to go get her?" Belloc offered. "Pretty sure she's asleep in Nubby's room."
Something inside of Abaddon broke when he heard those words but he quickly regained control of himself.
'It's just a sleep over, it's just a sleep over...'
His little girl still hadn't quite crossed that threshold into adulthood yet.
When that day came not only would he be supernaturally aware of it, but he would also likely spend a couple extra days in bed.
"L-Let's not bother her right now... I think it's time for your mother and I to turn in for the night."
"Awww..!" Courtney pouted.
"You sure you don't want to stay for a bit and eat with us?" Apophis offered.
"Now that I think about it, what exactly are you making..?" Abaddon raised a brow.
"Fried gravy sandwiches."
"...What the fuck?"
"You're a god now, son, shouldn't your pallet be a little more refined?" Seras snickered.
Apophis stared down at the four giant slabs of pork chops that were frying in a cast iron pan.
"...You're right. This needs bacon too."
"Christ."