Abaddon had heard his wives say that he could be difficult to deal with. He never disputed that, and usually let those comments run off his back like water off a duck's bill.
But if this was what he'd been subjecting them to all of this time... he owed them a far bigger apology than he initially realized.
Young, sickly Abaddon, or Exedra, was a god damn-know it all. All he did was hover over the others and call them meateads and say they were doing shit wrong. Wheezy bastard.
Carter was just as annoying, but worse. Every time someone provoked him, he tried to use one of their powers against them in an exaggerated anime style that they hadn't done since they first transmigrated.
It was embarrassing, and frustrating.
*Doom, doom, doom...!*
A fierce rumbling ensued as eldritch Abaddon stomped around while trying to put puzzle pieces together.
However, having bladed hands makes performing delicate tasks like puzzle forming rather difficult.
