<div align="center"><em>Vincent and the forge of his dreams! </em></div><hr/><br/>A confused look came across his face when Mr. D mentioned something about falling into the forge. What did he mean? It was not like it would burn him up. He had never put much thought into it but he was among the only of his siblings who could work by the forge without the heavy smock to prevent the flames from grilling him alive. Most of his siblings, the forge workers, had burns all along their arms, chest, one even had one from his chin to shoulder but Vincent never seemed to be affected by the fire. He had some scars, his hands where still calloused and rough but none of that was from burns. He was about to ask Mr. D about it when Abigale seemed to panic and he quickly turned to look at her.<em>Her dad?! uh-oh...</em>Vincent thought to himself and before he could even talk to Abby about it, he had appeared. Vincent was very familiar with meeting with  the fathers of the girls he was seeing in the past, it never seemed to go well for him, ever.<br/><br/>He stared at the man, looking at his snake wrapped scepter and wondered if he would try to clunk him over the head with it. Vincent and Abby had a fling the previous summer and he was sure if it would pick up again this summer since he was not sure exactly what he wanted just yet. The fact that he was a god was enough to deliver a reality swift kick to the testicles for him. When it was about his father, a god himself, he did not think twice about it, but he was messing around with the daughter of a god. Before he was able to formally introduce himself, he met the man's glare and he froze, that inner Hephaestus's social inability surfacing for a bit. Luckily he was gone which had him looking for Abigale to talk about it!<br/><br/>To late! Abigale seemed in a sudden rush and flipped her coin and vanished. Sighing deeply he looked over at Mr. D.<br/>"See ya Mr. D."<br/>He excused himself, tapping his sister's shoulder to remind her to get moving and not stay in the big house with the disgruntled jerk. Vincent had to get to Invincible to make sure he went with him to the forge since Chiron had mentioned showing him off to his dad. Outside the horse greeted him which made him forget the awkwardness of the morning as he mounted the horse to make sure it went with him. His backpack was hung on a ridge of metal that looked like a saddle horn, the hammer was in his belt loop and his sandwich was gone.<em>Damn, did I eat it all? </em>He thought as he absently flipped the coin and felt the jolt of pain of travel! Vincent was not used to this form of travel at all! In the forge he had lost his balance and fall to the ground with a thud.<br/>"Fuck me..."<br/>He groaned as he pushed himself back up to his feet to finally look around him.<br/>"Fuck me sideways..."<br/>Vincent said in awe as he scanned the entire forge with wide eyes. He was not even aware that Abby was there nor Vanessa. His hand reached out to rest on Invincible's back as if he would collapse again. There was so much, he just wanted to go and play and make something. Invincible snorted and walked over to one of the nearby piles of scrap and began to graze on it leaving Vincent off balance for a while. Across the room he saw Abigale and wondered how they had all been separated so much he began looking for his sister.<br/>"Damn, I want a forge like this..."<br/>He said to himself, pretty sure no one would hear him.<br/>