Eugene Hades Riot // d4 // done

"My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard, and they're like it's better than yours, damn right it's better than yours, I can teach you, but I have to charge." The voice dances threw the air, and if you followed it back, you would find him dancing, his whole body rocking back and forth through the crowded street. A wild smile dances on his lips, his blue eyes alight with life and excitement. "I know you want it, the thing that makes me, what the guys go crazy for. they lose their minds, the way I wind, i think its time." he slides to the right, his body up against a wall as he shimmies into the cement, his eyes looking up into the sky as he dramatically steps away, throwing a wink in the direction of an unexpecting lady. She flounces away with a frown but he doesn't seem to notice as he carries his thick body further into the crowd.

His eyes look around, catching a bunch of young males to the left. He begins his hunt, his jiggling stomach bouncing as he bunny hops over to the group of male hotness. "La la-la la la, warm it up." He wriggles behind a wall, his eyes throwing shade and the waiting group before he wriggles from his hiding place. He falls to the ground and gets into the stance known as the worm before he tries- ad fails- to push his body from the ground. A move which should be elegant and radiate with coolness is not. It looks like bacon sizzling on a hot frying pan. But this doesn't get him down as he climbs to his feet, running chubby fingers through is shortly cropped hair. "Lala-lalala, the boys are waiting".

He stands in front of them now, a cheeky smile on his lips as he turns his back and bends over, swaying his voluptuous ass back and forth in time to his humming before throwing a wink over his shoulder and hoping away. A couple of the guys whistle, whilst a few looked grossed out but Hades doesn't see this before he is already flouncing away, the crowd parting like the red sea to let his rather large lump of flesh through.

His humming can be heard when he enters the more quiet streets near his home, his body still moving to the groove as he jumps from one pavement stone to the next, waving what his momma gave him every now and then, throwing smiles at the elderly woman across the street, or the fragile man to his left. Hades couldn't care less about what people thought about him, all he did care about was having fun, was letting lose and making his rather sick mother always smile.

He stops in front of a large house, his humming dying as he stands still for a moment, taking in the building before him. It belonged to his father, a man known as Mr Riot. It wasnt until last year that Hades and his mother found out about Daphne. A girl who had volunteered as tribute for the previous games. And usually a name wouldnt affect hi and his mother much and it didnt until they had heard her last name- Riot. It was then when mother began to question his father, never before doubting his loyaty up until that moment. Of course his father had just said she was a result of a flimsy one night stand, but that one night stand had been a symbol of his disloyalty...

Hades had begged his mother to leave the man, saying that he was a pice of dirt but she had loved him and she always would so Hades now says nothing but will never call him 'dad' again and in time his father has learnt to accept that, because despite the way that the girl known as Daphne had spoke about him, his father genuinely cared for his new family, especially Hades mother. 

Hades Enters the house with a huge smile, his voice loud as he raced up the stairs- the sound echoing throughout the large house, "Yo Ma, I think I can apply for 'Do you think you can dance' next summer- and I'll tell ya, I'll be the winner for sure." The sounds of rasping laughter can be heard from the room across from him and he walks in without hesitation, his eyes immediately meeting his mother sickly frame, pale skin and thin hair. She was dying of cancer. The doctors said there was nothing else they could do for her- but wait, wait for death to take her into his arms and carry her away. Hades takes a seat on the corner of her bed- it dips deep under his weight.

"Oh Eugene, I always knew you would be a dancer, as soon as you could move your feet couldn't stay still," she jokes with him, and he mockingly pulls his face with disgust at the name Eugene. 

"Uh- yuck! Ma dont call me that. Eugene.-" A shiver runs through his body. He has always hated the name- " Call me Hades, everyone else does- plus it makes me sound godly and all," he adds with an easy wink but his mother only looks at him and smiles weakly. 

"To me you will always be Eugene, always. And that-"

"is the only name I will ever speak." Hades finish's for her, both their faces split in identical smiles.