#problem duo

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"Hey," Andrew seemed a bit out of breath as he opened the door.

"Hey," Lucas grinned, hands in his pockets. "May I.. come in?"

"Of course. Do you want anything to drink?"

"No thank you. It's all good."

Andrew nodded. He stepped to the side, allowing Lucas to enter. Lucas marveled at the home. Though it looked small, simple on the outside, the inside was filled with trinkets and decor and a warm sense of home. He ran his hand along a beam, the wood scraping gently against his calloused fingers.

"This place is lovely…"

"I built it myself. Have to take pride in this place, don't I?"

Lucas hummed in reply, taking a breath.

"Now," Lucas sat next to Andrew, who had sat on the couch in front of the fireplace. "How much am I being paid, before we start?"

"Diamond blocks. Discs. Rare armor trims," Andrew moved his hands, to suggest the amount of wealth he'd give. "Anything you want, really."

"My interest has been caught. What's the charges? Who's the victim? Why? Any accomplices?"

Andrew let out a little sigh before he spoke. "Multiple counts of theft and trespassing. Alex and Alli's home, no accomplices. I still need a good reason why."

"Oh my…"

"You'll be rewarded, that's all I'm saying."

"If I wasn't, you'd be in heavy debt." Lucas snickered, and for a second Andrew thought he saw a glimpse of a blade. Andrew tensed up for just a moment, before looking back up at Lucas again, who'd been rambling a little bit. "There's multiple reasons you could claim innocence. Have you lost anyone close to you recently? Family issues? Did any other detrimental events happen to you?"

"Alex killed Nova not long ago," Andrew took a sip of a drink; likely tea. "Along with every single living thing in our house."

"Gods.."

"Which is why I took this," He pulled a golden apple out of his pocket. It shined with a dim purple light; enchanted. "I thought he wasn't deserving of it."

Lucas nodded, pulling his legs up. He rested his chin on his knees, thinking.

"You could definitely plead insanity. 'He didn't know what he was doing, the poor soul has been through things in these past few weeks.'" He gave himself a brave tone, laughing to himself. Perhaps he wasn't the best to have as a lawyer, he seemed a bit… out of his head. "Prices will be discussed after we win the case. I won't take from a grieving man, especially if he's put behind bars."

"You seem quite sure of yourself," Andrew grinned, looking up at Lucas once more. "I respect it."

Lucas gave a small nod, standing. Andrew mirrored him, standing up as Lucas spoke. "I look up to your father; I mirror the spirit I see in him."

Andrew laughed, letting his head fall back for just a moment. He ran his fingers through his hair, making a mess of it. "Beware pride before the fall, my friend! I once tried to follow in his footsteps and look where it's led me."

Lucas got close to Andrew, using gentle hands to fix his shirt collar. His fingers brushed against unprotected skin, and it felt as though he'd left a mark in their path.

"My pride comes from my soul, not from the blood I was given.

Unlike your father, I know where a line must be drawn."

"I respect that, I really do. maybe we’re more alike than I previously acknowledged."

Lucas smiled up at Andrew, resting his hands on his shoulders. "Perhaps we really are. I look forward to our partnership, in these times. I hope our bond can strengthen after this, though we've met over detrimental circumstances. Perhaps we can meet again in a few days?"

"That would be nice."

"Then so be it. Can we meet here once more?"

"Of course. You're always welcome in my home."

Lucas nodded. He realized he still had his hands on Andrew, and pulled away. Purple dusted his cheeks, as red dusted Andrew's, but the two paid it little mind. Andrew walked Lucas to the door, stifling a little yawn with his hand.

Lucas was about to leave, but he paused in the doorway. He turned just enough to see Andrew.

"Take care of yourself. Okay?"

we all know Mint and Max are problem children, but problem kids as ACTUAL kids? hell on their dads.

they met in their chemistry class freshman year (hence their string of arson) and technically they shouldn’t be allowed in class together anymore but No One wants to argue with Marc so they can’t actually stop them

anyway they’re thick as thieves and are practically never apart when at school or when they go out together. somehow, however, their dads don’t meet until after the infamous dangerous gas incident when they get called to the office after everyone can come back into the building.

seeing their dads standing next to each other and looking like they were meant to be together, Mint and Max decide they HAVE to make it happen. Sam and Dean are against it (Dean for “he’s not mom >:(” reasons and Sam for “we shouldn’t be setting dad up” reasons) but our boys are nothing if not walking disasters

all their attempts fail though because John is Not about to let his son set him up and Marc doesn’t think that someone he’s met Once would be good for Mint

anyway the premise is that the shenanigans get more and more insane until they finally succeed and get them together because of the sheer hilarity of the situation. like Parent Trap except the kids WANT to be siblings and their parents don’t know each other at all

some teacher: B-bees?

Mint: THEY HAVE SELECTED THE BEES

teacher: No wait-

Max: [approaching menacingly while shaking a jar of bees]

teacher: WAIT-

Tws: nothing but gay-ish lol

It had been a couple weeks since their second meeting. There were many more after, and Lucas could still feel the burning sensation in every bone in his body even days after each. It hung like a haze around him, thick in the air, but only to him. It was an ache that was new to him, something he didn't recognize at first. And it only seemed to get stronger with each meeting with Andrew.

Speaking of meetings, on their last meeting, Andrew had given Lucas some good news–

"They dropped the case."

It took Lucas a few moments to process Andrew's words.

"They dropped the case?"

"Were you not listening?" Andrew gave him a cocky grin, but Lucas could tell that behind that pompous act he was very pleased. "They dropped my case!"

"..Thank fuck." Lucas grabbed Andrew's hand, and was pulled into a hug. He couldn't believe it. He could've just k–

Knock knock knock.

Lucas's ear twitched at the noise, and he looked up. He got up from his bed, opening his front door. And who else would it be, but Andrew himself.

"Hey," pink dusted Andrew's cheeks, and there seemed to be a sort of edge to Andrew's voice as he spoke.

"Hey?"

"I need to bring you somewhere. Can you come with me?"

Lucas nodded. His hand was grabbed, and he was pulled out the door. His face felt a bit warm; maybe it was just the sun on his face.

"Grab a rocket. I don't have a lot left."

Another nod, and Lucas grabbed a few from his pocket. His wings fluttered as he watched Andrew grab a rocket himself, soaring into the air. Lucas, glad to feel the wind beneath his clothes, in his wings, flew beside him, keeping his eyes on Andrew to not get lost- at least that's what he told himself.

The two landed on a small island. On one side were empty pens, and a dock. On the other, a well sized farmhouse.

"You managed to build all of this?" Lucas asked, a bit of a teasing look in his eyes.

"Did you expect I couldn't?" Andrew raised an eyebrow.

"My expectations of you could be in hell, and I wouldn't expect you to even meet them." Lucas snickered.

Andrew only rolled his eyes, but beckoned Lucas to come with him. He entered the farmhouse, holding the door open for Lucas with a mocking look. Lucas swatted at Andrew, though it was dodged.

Andrew led Lucas upstairs, and seemed to take a deep breath as they walked through the room, and to the balcony. In the middle, there laid a lectern, shouldered with two blue orchids. Behind it, was a barrel, with a sign on top. The sun was just about to set, which only added to the beauty of it all.

"Andrew..? What is this?" Lucas stepped towards it, his eyes wide. He wasn't given a response.

He looked at the sign. In blue ink it read, "I finally got those mending books you asked for." And in the barrel were three mending books, as promised– three mending books Lucas had asked for, from what felt like years ago, from Andrew. He rubbed his fingers on the petals of an orchid.

"And you remembered…" He couldn't hide the small smile on his face.

Though there was one more thing he had to look through. The book. He assumed it was just something about the books– of course Andrew would take the time to be dramatic about something so small.

He flipped through it.. and it was far from expected. Purple creeped up Lucas's neck, to his cheeks, burning deeper than the night-turning sky.

"'I hope it's not too selfish when I ask this of my lawyer…'" He mumbled, and his heart felt like it was pounding out of his chest.

He looked up at Andrew, who had an embarrassed smile on his face.

"Lucas Polilla, will you do the honor of making me the happiest man alive, and marry me?"

Lucas looked at Andrew with wide eyes, unsure of how to answer. Lucas held up a hand, turning away from him. He walked back downstairs, and picked a single flower– a cornflower, Andrew's favorite. He quickly added a small tag to it, running quickly back upstairs to meet Andrew.

Andrew was still where he was before, but his eyes held a bit of concern now as he watched Lucas. Lucas held the flower out to him, his cheeks still a bright purple. Andrew's cheeks were pink themselves, and he took the flower. He noticed the small tag on it, and what it read..

Max, in chemistry with Mint: Fire

Mint: Fire

Cas: NO

Mint and Max, already lighting a fire under the beaker: FIRE FIRE FIRE

-The fire causes the chemicals to explode and force the school to evacuate due to the gas released being deathly-

Cas: This is why you’re failing chemistry