A Chat In The Aisle

Inside of Abaddon's favorite butcher shop, the dragon god was browsing through a row of alcohol looking for something that everyone could drink. 

To celebrate Abaddon finally waking up, his battle in Asgard and the resurrection of his grandparents and Uncle, the Tathamet family was having a large feast tonight. 

Normally, when cooking the group just use Eris' and Valerie's powers to make any food that they might need, but with them still in the garden abusin- I mean, chatting with Sif, no one wanted to disturb them. 

As such, Abaddon had been invited to come out grocery shopping with the same daughter he'd been avoiding.

"Dad, you're seeming a bit sluggish today. Are you alright?" 

"No, of course not, Thrudd-"

"There, right there! Since when do you call me by my name!?"

"Since your mother gave it to you..?" 

"My name is Thruddie and I will accept nothing less!"