He was reluctantly dragged down the halls of the palace shouting various words of protest. When they arrived at the bar Chaos sighed. He should have known Time would pull something like this. He ignored the drink handed to him and walk around the bar to get himself a glass of scotch.
“You could have just asked me for god’s sake. Then again, I probably would have said no…”
Time set the beer down. “See, I told you. I have to pull this kind of crap to get someone like you to come out of that room. You tend to stay in there like a lot of other gods I know.” He chuckled and chugged half of the beer. “Now, like I said, wee need to catch up. How was Earth and such?” As the beer hit his stomach the familiar warm feeling came and the god smiled. “I forgot you were a scotch man…..gross.” Time gave Chaos a cocky smirk before sipping his drink again.
“And I forgot you had a deep affection for beer… boring.” He said, returning the smirk. “Earth was okay, It’s so easy to create chaos down there. Chernobyl was fun. The humans are so fragile, though. It makes things… tough.” He said, remembering a specific incident he had hoped to forget. He poured himself another glass and asked “How was your experience with Earth?”