What a terrible world we live in where you can google wild plants or bugs because you're interested in them and the first results are all "how do I kill this"
I think the thing that really gets me about the Poseidon and Sally scene in episode 7 is the fact that there is zero resentment between the two of them. Poseidon comes running when Sally calls, acknowledges continuously that Sally is a good mother and validates her feelings. And Sally smiles when she asks Poseidon if he wants to talk to Percy, wants to hear his voice just once. There is no resentment there, no matter the dangerous and dramatic circumstances between them. Just the remembrance of a deep love that can no longer be, and the union of a common goal in keeping the product of that love safe from harm.
Headcanon that Ice grew up rich and because he grew up rich he didn't know SHIT about housekeeping type chores until he made it into the military, and then it was a crash course on how to do laundry, general cleaning, and cooking. Slider fondly remembers the time he had to gently explain that no, Ice, you can't use regular dish soap in a dishwasher. Yes, the bubble river will happen every time you do. No, it won't hurt anything but if I get a goddamned nickname for sliding half down the hallway on your soap spill I'll make sure you get a worse one.
Maverick, on the other hand, grew up bouncing around the foster system. He learned early and learned fast; general chores were spread out amongst the foster kids and you had to do your chore or you would get in trouble. Once he aged out he had all the skills but the years living alone before he met Goose meant he had practically turned them into an art form, something Goose greatly appreciated when they were stateside.
Between the two of them, everyone always assumes that Ice is the homemaker and Mav is a domestic disaster, but its actually the complete opposite. Ice was ready to propose the first time Mav cooked for him, while Mav as officially banned Ice from laundry duty after one too many loads of whites got dyed pink.
In honor of Caturday, this is Avery. She just turned 7. She loves asking for food hours in advance of meal time, and paper (the more it crinkles the better)
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