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“...But I watch your eyes as she walks by…”
Malcolm
That snack run was good! Just a bunch of junk food and a quick call home before running away.
When Connor and Malcolm got back they headed to the Athena cabin to watch something on one of the phones that Leo made everyone. They were specially made so that monsters didn't get alerted when they were used by demigods.
It was a stupid rom-com. One of the ones that makes Connor freak out over the main character's bad choices when it comes to their love lives. It's funny to watch.
“Ugh! I even make better choices than that! That's saying a lot!” Connor shouts at the screen.
Yep, such good decisions Malcolm thinks to himself. He then scolds himself for being selfish over Connor. He can make his own choices about who he dates. Not everyone has to feel the same way you feel about them.
After the movie they both go outside to hang out with other people. Those other people being Nico, Will, Leo, Jason Piper, and Annabeth. Seems like a triple date or something.
“Hey lovebirds~!” Leo calls in a sing-song voice. Annabeth steps on his foot and he winces.
Malcolm and Connor both look away from each other quickly. Lou Ellen runs past with a frog on her shoulder, probably Cecil… again. Malcolm notices Connor's eyes following Lou Ellen, his expression softens and Malcolm feels another pang of jealousy.
“Well! Me and Malcolm are gonna have a talk with my siblings!” Piper says suddenly, grabbing Malcolm's wrist and dragging him away.
“Wha- why?” Malcolm stumbles.
Piper doesn't answer and just drags him into cabin 10.
“Why am I here?” He asks, standing in the Aphrodite cabin.
It was nice, there was a lot of pink. Posters were hung up, all of famous actors and singers. Malcolm couldn't deny that some of them were hot but still.
“Because Annabeth told me about your boy issues!”
“And your… into boys?” Malolm asks, tilting his head.
“YES? I'm Sapphic, not Lesbian, Malcolm Pace.” She responds, sitting him down on a bean bag.
“I like guys too.” Mitchell says, walking over from his bunk.
“I don't but I'm the co-co-co-founder of Malconnor! Along with Mitchell, Annabeth, and of course, Piper!” Lacy skips over, carrying a notebook and a pen. She also has some snacks and soda from the mini fridge in the Aphrodite cabin.
“I– Malconnor?” Malcolm says, looking at the three Aphrodite kids, he's sure his face is bright red.
“Your guys' ship name, duh.” Mitchell says while touching up his hair in the mirror.
“Anyways! Owner 3 and 4! We need to ask Malcolm questions on his ideal date!” Piper says, which surprises Malcolm because she isn't the one usually doing all the matchmaking stuff.
“I thought–” Malcolm starts.
“Shshhshshshs.” Lacy says.
“But–”
“SHUSH, BLONDE BOY AND ANSWER!”
“You haven't even– whatever.”
Connor
Oh how Connor loved Lou Ellen. She was pretty, kind, nice, funny, smart… he could only think of basic things but whatever.
“Connor! C'mere!” Travis calls from the Hermes cabin porch, Connor walks over.
“What's up?”
“I need help.”
“... with…?”
“Pranking cabin 4.”
“I’m not helping you prank your girlfriend, Trav.”
“KATIE IS NOT MY–”
“Yet you immediately knew who I was talking about.”
“Fuck you.”
“Love you too, man.” Connor walks away to cabin 6 to find Malcolm.
“Hey, Malcolm Lou's not– where's Malcolm?”
Annabeth Chase is at her desk studying for the monthly Greek Mythology quiz the Athena kids host every other month even though she wins every time. She turns around in her chair
“He's with Pipes and her siblings.” Annabeth responds.
“Oh… uh… and Mitchell I'm guessing?”
“Uh… yes?” Annabeth turns back to her notes.
Connor walks out.
He's always thought Mitchell had a crush on Malcolm, the way he looked at him, tension Malcolm didn't seem to notice. Connor did. He noticed everything between those two. He felt something bubbling in his chest, jealousy? NO, no, no, Connor has a girlfriend. No Malcolms for him. Nope, nope, no.
Finding Malcolm. That's his goal. Finding his best friend.
Malcolm
That was THE definition of torture. Lacy was asking such stupid questions! ‘Do you love him?’ ‘What's your dream date?’ ‘What color are his eyes?’ Like what does that have to do with– CONNOR!
Malcolm bumps into Connor, his glasses falling off and landing on the ground.
He kneels down to grab his glasses, rubbing them off with his vest.
“Watch where you're– oh. What's up, Connor?”
“Tryna find you! Lou Ellen is doing… I'm not sure what but whatever! Anyways, uhmmm… wanna walk around?”
“Sure I guess.” Malcolm grabs his sweater and follows Connor around, just chatting.