Siren: This is so incredibly short. Like, 300 words, seriously.

Muse: But that's okay, being as there will be 20 chapters.

Siren: There's a private joke in here. Once, we were chatting with our friend Tori, who also plays ToS and LOVES Kratos. She said, "I can't see Kratos as a dad. Like, I just don't see him fishing or making cookies or doing any other dad stuff."

Muse: So we had him making cookies!

Siren: It would have been longer, but we just came up with this idea while hanging out in my basement at, like, 10:30 this evening. And we wanted to get it out by the end of Father's Day.

Muse: Disclaimer! We own nothing!

Siren: Review, pleases!

Rule #1: Never give a two-year-old handfuls of sugar.

"Daddy, whatcha doin'?" Kratos looked down to see his little boy staring up at him.

"Making sugar cookies, Lloyd. They're for Mommy's birthday."

"What's that?" he asked, pointing to the unmixed dough.

"It's dough for the cookies."

"Can I have some?"

"No, it's…" He struggled to recall the word Anna used. "Kucky."

"Oh. What's that?"

"Sugar."

"Sugah? Can I have some, Daddy?"

Kratos stared down at his son. Surely, it wouldn't do any harm to give him a little bit of sugar, would it? He kneeled down and poured a small pile of sugar into Lloyd's hands.

"Be careful not to spill it." He smiled as he watched his son happily go outside to play.

He continued making the cookies. Anna would be home from shopping soon, so he had to hurry up to make her present. As he rushed to stir the dough, Kratos heard the pitter-patter of little feet.

"Daddy?"

"Yes?"

"Can I have some more sugah?"

"A little more, I suppose. But that's it." He gave him another handful of sugar.

"Thanks, Daddy, I uppose." Lloyd grinned and went back outside.

After he'd finished making the cookies, Kratos went out to give his son one.

"Lloyd," he called out, finding him lying in the grass on his back. "Lloyd, here's a-" He stopped abruptly when he saw his face.

"Lookie, Daddy, they like me! They's givin' me kisses!" Lloyd's mouth was covered with sugar and ants. He was giggling as they crawled all over his face, ears, and neck. Kratos shook his head and picked him up, brushing the bugs off.

"That's it. No more sugar for you. Ever."