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vineleaves) wrote2024-12-15 12:37 am
vineleaves) wrote2024-12-15 12:37 am
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Interlude: Io Saturnalia
Dionysus has never been very good at keeping track of the date, for a variety of reasons. Apollo, on the other hand, has never had this problem. When you’re the god of the Sun, keeping track of days is a second nature, even, as it turns out, when you find yourself in a different universe and no longer are in charge of making the sun go. So as the days draw closer and closer to Saturnalia, the two of them plan a little party. Just a small one, with their more immediate “family” - Mercutio, Étienne, and Aleksander. Dionysus decides it is Apollo’s job to explain to Aleksander A: what Saturnalia is, B: who Saturn is, and C: why they’re celebrating a holiday intended for their grandfather who ate their aunts and uncles. Dionysus takes care of the decor, food, events, and – well, basically everything else for the party.
The weather is cooling off some, but it’s still not “cold” yet, which is honestly fine by him. He prefers to spend his Decembers in places that aren’t particularly cold, so it does feel like a normal Saturnalia for him, as far as he’s concerned. He decorates his and Étienne’s apartment with a bunch of the traditional greenery and candles. Big garlands and wreaths everywhere. And he makes sure they have plenty of games and other activities loosely planned. Apollo, having the ability to magic whatever food into existence, is in charge of dinner. Dionysus, of course, handles the drinks.
He also coaxes the mansion into providing them with some rock candy. Because he thinks that’s funny.
By the time they’re actually eating dinner, all reclined on little piles of cushions, Dionysus is already buzzed enough to give a toast to his grandfather. “We thank you for time, we thank you for the harvest, but most importantly, we thank you for not being here!”
Gosh, what an absolute disaster that would be, if he were here. Not that Dionysus has ever met him. Maybe he’s perfectly lovely, when not eating babies. He does have a pretty fun festival, anyway.
Dionysus has a small gift of a couple taper candles tied together with big, golden ribbons to give to them each. A pretty standard Saturnalia gift, if perhaps a bit useless given they live in a house with electricity and lightbulbs.
All in all, it’s a lovely evening, he thinks. Just getting to spend a few hours with some of the people he and Apollo are closest to, drinking, eating good food, and having a good time.
The weather is cooling off some, but it’s still not “cold” yet, which is honestly fine by him. He prefers to spend his Decembers in places that aren’t particularly cold, so it does feel like a normal Saturnalia for him, as far as he’s concerned. He decorates his and Étienne’s apartment with a bunch of the traditional greenery and candles. Big garlands and wreaths everywhere. And he makes sure they have plenty of games and other activities loosely planned. Apollo, having the ability to magic whatever food into existence, is in charge of dinner. Dionysus, of course, handles the drinks.
He also coaxes the mansion into providing them with some rock candy. Because he thinks that’s funny.
By the time they’re actually eating dinner, all reclined on little piles of cushions, Dionysus is already buzzed enough to give a toast to his grandfather. “We thank you for time, we thank you for the harvest, but most importantly, we thank you for not being here!”
Gosh, what an absolute disaster that would be, if he were here. Not that Dionysus has ever met him. Maybe he’s perfectly lovely, when not eating babies. He does have a pretty fun festival, anyway.
Dionysus has a small gift of a couple taper candles tied together with big, golden ribbons to give to them each. A pretty standard Saturnalia gift, if perhaps a bit useless given they live in a house with electricity and lightbulbs.
All in all, it’s a lovely evening, he thinks. Just getting to spend a few hours with some of the people he and Apollo are closest to, drinking, eating good food, and having a good time.