Writing Prompt: What if the Elder Gods were just awkward grandparents?
'Sharon, hi. Did Jim get my card?'
Momentary silence on the other end of the call. It was common for there to be a delay between heaven and R'lyeh.
'He did. He said thanks.'
'Will you be coming down to see us soon?'
'I'm not sure. Look, dad, we actually talked about this before. We weren't getting Jim cash this year. We're trying to teach him that there's more to life than money.'
Another silence, but this time it was on the R'lyeh end.
'I'm here. I know we discussed it, but your mother and I just thought... After last year.'
'You should have known giving Pandora a box full of evil and disease was not going to end well.'
'I know! That's why we went for something simple this year. We thought Jim could just go out and buy something for himself.'
This time the silence was deafening.
'Just, next year, please talk to us before you get him anything. He's a teenager now and you know he's been having trouble. He's had two world wars and I've lost count of how many revolutions. He needs to learn that there's more to life than money.'
'OK, Sharon, we'll check with you first. We would love to see him, though. We could come up next week?'
'Dad, you know what happened the last time you came up. He's still devastated about what happened to Atlantis. That was his favourite toy.'
'It was an accident!'
'I know, dad. Look, I've got to get back to Jim. He's looking into moving out to Mars for the summer.'
'If he moves to Mars we'll never see him.'
'I know, dad, but we have to let him grow up. I've got to go. We'll see you soon.'
'OK, Sharon, tell him that we love-'