The Misunderstanding

That boy... He used to be such an angel, but now he's always up to trouble. You have any idea what's got into him?

Nonsense! Just because we don't look alike, doesn't mean I'm not his dad!

Icarus looks just like me! Well, the old me, anyway. Through the unsurpassable power of my hair styling, a tiny bit of tanning, and the sheer awesomeness of plastic surgery, I've completely transformed my image. That's why we don't look alike anymore.

Mind telling Icarus what I just told you? I'd do it myself, but I find these father-son chats are best handled through a stranger.

Thank you! Let him know that he's still my son. I just wish I had more time to spend with him, but as I'm sure you know, hair waits for no man...

Have you no heart? Have you no soul? My boy is out there, in pain, and you can't be bothered to do anything yourself?!

Okay, tell me the truth. What did dad say?

I really am his son? But I look totally different from him and my sister...

The power of cosmetics? Can people really change how they look THAT much?!

Icarus won't be a kid forever. Thanks for talking to him for me.