futaille | Open Post: Who invented this calendar anyway?

How unfortunate.

Yes, Grantaire was fully aware that the year being longer at the mansion would logically cause seasons to drift when someone kept track of the old calendar, or at least what had been pinned down as the old calendar for convenience sake, which was almost necessary when people's arrivals weren't necessarily tied to the day they left. He hadn't given it too much thought last year, when his birthday, such that it was, arrived in spring like he was used to.

Dark, though, was unfortunate. Not inappropriate for the next notable anniversary coming up, but for this one, not at all. Of course, it wasn't as if he would have been planning much in the way of an event, Dark or no, but it would have been nice to treat himself to something or other, regardless.

Instead, he has installed himself in the game room, where he is carefully balancing dominoes on their ends to make a domino rally on the billiards table. It's a nice large flat surface, so it should work nicely. Have to keep entertained somehow.

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From:

vineleaves

"Thank you, sweetheart. I made dinner, by the way."

From:

futaille

"Oh? What did you make? No matter what, I'm sure it's delicious, of course."

From:

vineleaves

"Well, ah, I was a bit limited by, y'know, the season and all, but I made some baked ziti."

From:

futaille

"Sounds lovely. Give me just a bit to finish this and then we can go eat!"

From:

vineleaves

"Yeah, of course!" One more quick kiss and then he backs away. "I'm going to stand over here so I don't accidentally bump into the table and ruin it."

From:

futaille

He shoots Dionysus a wink. "And so you can get a better view." With that he turns back to the table, setting a few more dominoes in a curve. He's not going to get quite as elaborate as he was intending to, but he's got a little bit of time at least.

From:

vineleaves

"It is a nice view from here, isn't it? You know, I hadn't noticed." This is, of course, a lie. He noticed. He always notices.

From:

futaille

"Oh, I'm sure you hadn't." He finishes setting the last few dominoes and promptly knocks over the one on the end to start the cascade.

From:

vineleaves

Dionysus watches with a big grin as they all fall over.

From:

futaille

And Grantaire promptly turns and bows. "Et voilà!"

From:

vineleaves

Dionysus applauds! "That was wonderful, dear!"

From:

futaille

"I couldn't have asked for a better audience."

From:

vineleaves

"Oh, now that's not entirely true. You could have had an audience of several of me. I mean, just because it hasn't happened before doesn't mean it couldn't happen, right?"

From:

futaille

"I have liked every one of you that I've met, so I certainly wouldn't complain. But you're a perfect audience all by yourself too."

From:

vineleaves

"Well, I do have a lot of experience with shows you've put on just for me, so I suppose it makes sense."

From:

futaille

"Extensive experience, as luck would have it."

From:

vineleaves

"I'm one lucky god," he says with a grin. "Are you ready to go eat?"

From:

futaille

"Absolutely." He can clean up the dominoes later, after all.

From:

vineleaves

"Alright, let's go," he says, then stops. "Ooh, hold on, I have an idea. I'll make it more of a surprise. Can I blindfold you? Granted this would probably work better if I'd thought of it before I told you I was taking you to dinner at all, but the rest can still be a surprise."

From:

futaille

"As a general rule, if you ask to blindfold me, the answer is always going to be yes no matter what the situation is."

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vineleaves

"I figured," he laughs, and then very carefully makes a blindfold out of vines and leaves that wraps itself around Grantaire's head. He also makes some more vines wrap around Grantaire's wrists, tying them behind his back. This clearly doesn't have anything to do with any sort of secret keeping, it's just for Grantaire's benefit. It does take Dionysus a good bit longer to accomplish than it might normally, due to the season and all, but when it's done he kisses Grantaire on the cheek. "Alright, I've got you," he says gently, wrapping an arm around Grantaire's waist so he can start steering him out of the game room and down the hall.

From:

futaille

A content little smile settles on Grantaire's face and he leans against Dionysus a bit more than strictly speaking necessary as they walk.

From:

vineleaves

Dionysus doesn't say much as they walk, but he does lean over several times to leave kisses on Grantaire's cheek. He's so incredibly beautiful, after all, Dionysus just simply has no other option. Once they finally get to the dining room he gets Grantaire seated in a chair, busies himself with the last few tasks he has to do to get everything perfect, then vanishes the blindfold and wrist vines.

The small room is illuminated by rows of twinkling string lights and several well-placed candles, giving everything a cozy warmth. The table they're at is fairly small, and on it sits their dinner plates with what Dionysus hopes isn't too mediocre of a baked ziti (he did the best he could under the circumstances). There's also, of course, a couple of glasses of wine, which Dionysus seems to be a little out of breath from the effort of conjuring. Lastly, perhaps expectedly, a basket with several wrapped presents and a green card sits on a table beside theirs.