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Apollo

Imagine celebrating Apollo's birthday together🥳

"Did you know that over 9,000 people are treated in the emergency room because of firework related accidents each year, pthhhpth?"

You glance up from the box of illegal explosives Eugene had robbed for you to see that Bob is looking thoughtfully into the sky, where a firework has just fizzled out.

You eye him warily and, when he fails to speak up again, you promptly ignore him. You were too busy making sure there were enough fireworks to last you for the duration of the party to pay attention to whatever fun fact Bob had decided to throw at you tonight.

The sun had set a minute ago, and the lanterns around the patio had been lit a few seconds ago, showering everyone present in colorful lights. The tables you had set up last night were stuffed to the brink with villagers, each having contributed to the overflowing state of the gifts table leaned against the back wall. 

The area was nicely decorated, and the band you had found at a shady location was getting ready to start playing. There was enough food to keep the guests content until the birthday man arrived, which should be soon.

You feel your heart quicken everytime the gate leading to the patio slams open, only for it to drop when someone other than Apollo walks through. Of course, you had a difficult past with the bird, but you were sure this party would more than make up for it.

The band, led by Eugene, begins to play Sweatshirt by Mozzart, which causes the crowd to explode into cheers. 

As you watch Eugene stumble over a cord, you hear Bob say, "Two years ago, around five people died from firework related incidents, and that number is expected to rise steadily as precautions around the explosives lessen, pthhhpth."

Before you can tell him to shut up so that a partygoer doesn't overhear him, you can hear the band stop their song and quickly replace it with Las Mañanitas.

You look away from the small stage set in the middle to look at the gate, and surely enough, a completely bewildered Apollo is being led into the party by an annoyed Barold.

You shift uneasily as the bear approaches you. The oil on his fur glistens underneath the light of a nearby lantern.

"Maybe you should've gotten someone else to get him over here, Y/N." He tells you bitterly, but his face falls as he turns to see Apollo being harrassed by guests. "It took me so long to convince him to follow me to a secondary location."

Sensing Barold's heavy mood, Bob pats his arm. He quickly retracts his paw and rubs it against your shirt. 

Before Barold can voice his outrage at this action, Bob grins. "Did you know that the Fourth of July is the day the highest number of pets go missing in the United States? Fireworks can cause anxiety amongst pets, causing them to escape out of desperation for peace and comfort, pthhhpth!" 

You both eye him suspiciously. What the hell was the United States?!

At that moment, Apollo frees himself from the crowd surrounding him and his eyes land on you. Your face heats up as he walks towards you, and you overlook the hesitant look on his face because he's actually acknowledging you!

After years of no contact, after several failed relationships, and after so much pain...he was here. 

He was here.

"Uh, good evening, Y/N." Apollo mumbles, before rubbing his neck. He fixes his gaze on your feet before muttering,"I heard you were the one to organize this for me?"