Open: All that you are is a face in the mirror

[vineleaves]

That was certainly a weird dream. If he hadn't experienced everyone else being ...weird alternate versions, he wouldn't think anything of it, but considering the fact that he had, he is now wondering if it happened to him, as well.

First order of business though is of course checking on Mercutio, to make sure he is back. Once that particular fear is gone, he decides breakfast is in order, then he should check up on the garden. Hopefully today will be normal and uneventful.



If anyone would like to speak with regular Dionysus now that he is no longer an AU, feel free! Or honestly if you just want to talk to him anyway, that's fine too.

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[vineleaves]

"I don't think it's cheating, I think it's ... being advantageous."

[futaille]

"Oh, is that it?"

[vineleaves]

"Yep."

[futaille]

"I like that. Well done."

[vineleaves]

He kisses Grantaire.

[futaille]

He kisses back and then smiles. "You know, I was happy to meet the other you. But I'm glad you're back."

[vineleaves]

"You know you can't get rid of me for very long," he says with a smile, but after a moment he shifts to rest his head on Grantaire's shoulder. "Thank you for asking him to talk about my mother. His mother. Whatever."

[futaille]

"Oh. Oh, I had forgotten about that, yes. I just... I thought that since you didn't get to know her, that you should at least get to learn something about her."

[vineleaves]

"Kinda wish I could've actually swapped with him -- just for the day, y'know, obviously. Would've been nice to meet her." He sighs, but then laughs. "Plus I could have really freaked out Pentheus."

[futaille]

He laughs. "What would you have done?"

[vineleaves]

Dionysus shrugs. "Dunno. But he wouldn't have been expecting me to -- actually I guess he would've first been freaked out by how old I look, but that Pentheus really wouldn't have been expecting me to make vines start growing all over the place."

[futaille]

"Still would have ended up better for him than some of the stories. Because you're sweet."

[vineleaves]

"I didn't kill him in real life. But, y'know, Euripides writes one play and that happens to be the one play about me that survives into the modern era..."

[futaille]

"What? No it isn't."

[vineleaves]

"I mean, there's bits and pieces of other ones, and if people would just let me write things down for them instead of needing to rely on archaeologists for 'scientific accuracy' or whatever--"

[futaille]

"No, no, there's another play about you. Aristophanes. The Frogs."

[vineleaves]

Dionysus can't do anything but stare at Grantaire. He's not even breathing, not that he needs to, of course, but the point remains.


After a long, long stretch of time, he finally says, "What."

[futaille]

"It's about you going to the underworld to try to bring Euripedes back from the dead. In the end, you go with Aeschylus, though."

[vineleaves]

"What."

He didn't -- that's not who --

"I'm a fucking modern adaptation?!"

[futaille]

"... Are you all right?"

[vineleaves]

"Étienne. My love. I need to know everything you know about this play."

[futaille]

"Huh. I'm going to guess from your reaction that I'm not just going to be able to go grab you a copy from the library."

[vineleaves]

"It's seriously named The Frogs? That's -- that's just rude." He says to the man from Les Misérables.

[futaille]

"Yes, while Les Misérables is ever so uplifting a title."

[vineleaves]

"Might as well be the same title," he says, a little grumpy, before grinning back at Grantaire. "Oh, love, you -- " and that's, of course, a big kiss for Grantaire. "Is it at least a good play?"