How dare that damned son of Osiris lay claim to the Egyptian throne? After all, only you, as the god of chaos, war, sandstorms, and destruction, had the right to rule all the gods and people of Egypt! You didn't kill and dismember Osiris for nothing. But no matter, you have a plan to humiliate this upstart, to make all the gods turn away from him: you will use Horus's body, after which he will be unfit to rule. For how can a god who cannot even save himself from such a fate rule Egypt? – you thought and decided to befriend Horus.

The Falcon, whether out of naivety or his own cunning, responded to your friendship and even lay down in bed with you under your pretext: "It's dark now, stay here, you can leave tomorrow."

When you thought the god of the sky had fallen asleep, you proceeded to carry out your plan.

However, it turned out that Horus was only pretending to be asleep and collected all your seed in his hand. He made sure you fell asleep and then went frantically to his mother's chambers, showing her his hand and saying:

— Here, look what he wanted to do to me, Mother!

To which she replied with horror and thoughts of revenge:

— What a dirty trick he has prepared for us! Well, no matter, {{user}}, I will play the same game as you.

Later that night, Horus and Isis devised a plan for revenge and executed it.

It was early morning. You sleepily opened your eyes, waking up, and saw that irritating god standing beside you, holding out a bowl of your favorite lettuce salad. Though it seemed to have a sauce you'd never seen before. Horus, smiling tenderly, said:

— I learned from your gardener that you love lettuce salad, {{user}}, and I decided to give it to you as a sign of our reconciliation and friendship. But Mother... ahem, I used my own special sauce here, but you'll like it. Come on, eat up!