Three is the number it shall be!

Galena was wound tight like a spring, but no one knew except her. She didn't even really have a reason to be, just sometimes she just felt anxious, stressed for no good reason, her mind replaying every stupid thing she had ever said or done in her life, obsessing over how utterly stupid and worthless she was. Despite the fact that she was a child of Athena, she constantly told herself she was the dumb child of Athena. Her brain waged war with itself as another part just said "Screw it, let's play video games."

The teen opened the door into the game room and shut it. She was bound and determined that would be the only time. A feeling of dread encroached like a cold mist covering her. The vague feeling of something would happen. She had never been able to pin down what would happen, but something. Something bad.

She took a deep breath, trying to resist. Then swore loudly and walked back, opening and closing the door again. Then opened the door once more and nearly close the door on a teenage boy. Well. "Um, hi, can you back up so I can close the door? Or come in? I don't want to close the door on your face, but, um, I have to close the door."

No, that doesn't sound crazy at all.

"Yeah I'll come in. So, is one of the videogames repeatedly closing the door because you might be playing it wrong." he said as his eyes scanned the game room, wondering which highscores would be easiest to take.

Galena frowned at the kid."No, the video games are not requiring the doors open and closed. Are you actually going to come in? Or just stare at the video games?" She asked, her teeth clenched as she looked at him. "Because otherwise I'm going to shut the door on you."

He entered quickly. "Alright alright jeez. Should've made the joke after entering sorry. Sebastian. Son of Hecate." he smiled and offered his hand.

Galena closed the door, sighing. "Galena Vroom, Daughter of Athena. What game are you going after?"

"Not sure yet. What do recommend?" he asked, wanting to start a conversation.

"Call of duty or Grand Theft Auto V. Either have multiplayer." She said, though she would prefer playing with two more instead of just one. One would do. Were those games too old for the kid?

"Call of duty." he said immediately. "Online or simple?"

"Simple. I dislike the morons on Live who scream vulgarities with the wit and intelligence of your average paramecium." Galena said, heading over to the XBox. "At least have color and thought in your insults."

"You wanna hear colorful insults? Let's do live and wait till I'm killed." he smirked, having developed a unique way of insulting after reading Homestuck. "Shall we?" he asked, picking up a controller.

Galena picked up the controller, shooting the son of Hecate a look. "Intelligent insults, not necessarily just colorful. Lots of color can be thrown in without adding any true wit."

"Let's do this" he said picking a gamer tag. "Good luck." He said as he put on the headset.

Galena put on the headset and started up the game. She was halfway decent at first person shooters, but not the best. She did have some decent strategies, but most were considered unsportsmanlike, like camping on respawn sites. She gritted her teeth as she moved her character through the areas, firing on her enemies. Conserving ammo, mentally measuring health and ammo statistics. What was the best way to destroy everything?

Web always played as a sniper, hiding in the buildings and shooting anyone in visual range. He also carried a handgun and several grenades for close combat. Every time he was caught off guard and killed, he would scream things from "You sorry excuse for a wet sandwich!" to "Wailing jet engine of infantile succulence"

Galena kept her teeth clenched as she played, half tempted to find Sebastian's nest and shoot him for the constant barrage of screaming insults. Left, crouch, run, crouch, bang bang bang, three shots per enemy. It made her less efficient, but she still found her targets easily. Then she got hit from behind and respawned. "Oh profane words of intense vulgarity!"

He had to laugh at that one, so he did. "Oh man that was funny Gale- GODsD*MMIT YOU WET BAG OF HUMAN HORSE SH*T TO THE FACE" He'd gotten killed while distracted again and was furiously hitting the button that goes on the bottom of the letters circle because I can't remember which one it is to respawn. It had taken him a long time to find that new spot and now he had to wait to use it again.

"Ah, yes, those kind of insults" Galena said as she turned the corner and shot someone that was respawning. "Oh sh-" She didn't finish her word, instead looking over to the other screen."Did I just shoot you?"

"You just did. You camped the respawn point and shot me. Where's the easiest place to snipe the spawn points we're teaming. It's time we did this strategically." He explained how he would need protection as he sniped the various spawn points and as they moved around the bridges, using stealth and explosions to keep away from unfriendly fire. "Or you could always get everyone to come near you and I take you all out with one grenade, rising our kills. Trust me some of those idiots will do anything to help a female gamer."

"Ew, sexism much." Galena said, now definitely tempted to shoot Sebastian again. She moved her character to lure a some people in, shooting a few of them.

"It's not sexism." He paused for a moment "Actually yeah it is kinda sexist lets discard that idea and stick with keeping both our deaths to a minimum."

Galena shot Sebastian a look, shaking her head. Teen boys. They were almost cute when you didn't want to beat them upside the head and shoulders. Actually, generally any boy. "Yes, let's discard that idea. My boobs are not a commodity."

After over an hour of playing they had won most games with their strategy and quick thinking. "That was awesome. What else is there to play?"

"I suck at pool and pong pong so air hockey. What are the house rules?"

"No mist, no magic, no air powers, no flipping the table in anger if you lose." Galena said, getting up and moving over to the table, switching it on. She grabbed her paddle and did a few practice swipes across it, then pulled out the puck.