Happy Birthday, Lupa! (Bellona)

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People didn’t come here a lot. And by that he meant, pretty much never unless they were being tested by Lupa. Poor Lupa. She never got big-folk company. So Janus thought he’d change that. He sent out a wide invite among the immortals, wondering who would show for throwing Lupa a party. Janus got there first, both faces grinning. He had enough respect for the Wolf House not to do anything dramatic. But he did have cake. Actually, well, he had five cakes. Lupa was a big girl and she had a whole pack here of also-big wolves. So he set about arranging the cakes in a big circle in the grass. He could feel eyes on him and had a feeling at least three of the pack was watching him. However, they managed to stay out of the peripheral vision of two faces, so that said a lot for their stealth skills.

Then he pulled from his pocket the pack of special candles he’d stolen from Trivia. Supposedly they had magic properties when used correctly, but correct use was for fuddy-duddies. All he knew and presently cared about was that they could not be extinguished by normal means. So no amount of blowing or watering would end the flame. So, of course, he jabbed them into the cakes and lit them. They even popped and fizzed! Ooh, he hadn’t expected that one and it was delightful! It brought a maniacal grin to one face and a delighted one to the other, so all around the appearance was a bit scary. He straightened and tugged at his red silk-lined jacket and smirked. Perfect. He turned in place so his four eyes could take in the entire area. There were the ruins of the building to consider, but at this moment, he could not see the wolves. He still felt the eyes though. “Oh, Lupa! Someone’s here to see you!” both faces shouted, both smiling in their own unique way.

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“Come on! We can win this battle!! Remember those waiting for you at home! Remember the promises you’ve made!!” She was encouraging some soldier in the front when she got Janus’ invitation to a party. Bellona put it in her pocket and continued with her men. But after the battle, after she comforted the wounded and celebrated with the ones that survived, she grabbed the note from her pocket and finally read what Janus had written in it. “A party for Lupa…” She repeated the words in a soft slow voice, as if she was thinking about if it was a good or a bad idea to throw a party for the She Wolf. “Why not…” She smiled and walked to the doorway of her tent but when she walked out she was already dressed to a party and also was in the valley that led to Lupa’s.

She wasn’t the kind of goddess that liked to dress in dresses and leave her armor behind, but for Lupa she would do it, and for Janus… well she would too. He had had been a good friend since the beginning, since she was a young goddess, so she would support the old god. “Don’t tell me I am the first one arriving?” She asked and smiled at Janus sometimes he was such a dork, others he was mischiveous, but he was always… himself. She asked that because she had wanted the other gods to admire her… as always. She was wearing a green dress with some olive leaves on a side of her chest. Old ways of dressing, ancient Roman in fact.

She looked around and didn’t see other god around, not even her brutish brother. She called him like that but anyone calling him names would have to deal with her fists. “I thought the others would already be here.” She walked closer and saw the cake. “It is a nice cake, but you’ll set it on fire if you lit all of them.” chuckles at Janus as she looked around again in case others showed up.

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Notes: Sorry for the LOOOONG wait!! OUTFIT

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Janus finished lighting the last candle and announced his presence to any wolves that might be in the vicinity. He placed his hands on his hips and looked around like a proud parent. A parent of cakes, but still a parent. Oh, and sparking candles. Because why not?

Then he heard a familiar voice. He turned to find-… what on Olympus? He stopped short, both faces looking out of the corners of their eyes at the figure in green. Here he was in a modern waistcoat and slacks feeling utterly put to shame by someone obviously out-Romaning him. Though once he realized who the enchanting figure was, it no surprise. Bellona could out-Roman anyone. Smiles came to both faces. He adored Bellona in that sibling kind of way. They hung out frequently, but never enough for his taste. She was a good friend, a confidant (or as far as anyone could be for the mysterious two-faced god), and also someone to poke fun at. It had gotten to the point where he could no longer pull one over on her by starting a small tiff and trying to cover his trail. No, she always knew it was him. She’d have a firm talk with him and he’d laugh it off as always. Janus had siblings, sure, but many were faded or locked up or what have you. His family was pretty messed up. A number of them were monsters or giants or what have you. Not great at reunions. Especially since most of them were locked up in Tartarus. So he tormented Bellona, assuming this was what one did to a ‘little sister’. Besides, it was his forte.

Anyway, where was he? He clapped his hands together once as both faces smiled. “Bellona, my dear! Don’t you look nice?” said the Right. “You are, you are, but nothing wrong with that, eh?” She commented on how she had hoped others would be here and the Right face fell a little, but covered quickly by laughing with the Left. It was hard to upset Janus for more than 5 seconds. He simply didn’t have the attention span for it. “I know! We both know Juno adores me. You’d think she’d jump at the chance!” He picked on her as much as he could given the fact that she utterly loathed him. Well, the Left side at least. Left was very rude to her and reveled in it. She commented on the candles. He waved at the closest one, creating just enough breeze to send sparks flying, thankfully not in the direction of anything flammable. “My dear, anything flammable at the Wolf House is long, long gone. That and I’m not sure these funny candles can actually do much more than a child’s fourth of July sparkler.” He was, of course, referring to the even that made the Wolf House into, well, the Wolf House. The great fire that had destroyed this grand home of what’s-his-name the mighty demigod who lived here. Janus didn’t know the story all that well. It was more a Camp Jupiter knowledge piece. Oh, and he completely left out the part of which particular goddess had made these candles.

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NOTES: I want her dress…. o.o