Amour Aime Aimer Amour

“It can be both, right? Like, that’s a thing?” Macey saved a couple of fancy houses she found and looked over at Parker, “He’s hot, I’ll have money, it’ll be great.” She grinned, “What would you do if you got rich?”

“I think one might be more official than the other, but I dunno, I guess I should look into one, actually.” He put his knife to the side when he finished wiping it off. “That seems like the perfect situation, so it sounds like your life is pretty set now that we’re entrepreneurs.” He sat back and thought for a moment. “Hm, maybe I’d pay some of the satyrs to film everything but the magic stuff that happens at camp, and we can have our own reality show and get famous for being famous.”

Macey laughed, “Yeah, same. Keaton probably wouldn’t fall for it either. Mikey’s really the only one left.” She shrugged, “So it’s settled then. The three of us are gonna be rich. And we won’t share it with anyone—well, okay, that’s a lie.” She paused, “Brent will be rich too, like, by proxy. Even though he kinda is already. Whatever,” Macey picked up her phone and started scrolling through Pinterest, “Time to find myself a nice mansion.”

“Just make sure nobody who’s adopted him finds out, and we’ve struck gold.” He grins, then tilts his head back as he laughed. “Trophy husband? Or are you content just staying a sugar mama?”

“See, we’d be great business partners, we both think the same way.” She laughed, “Genius. Who do you think we could rope into it? All the Heph kids we’ve got are pretty smart. I don’t think they’d fall for it. And Blue scares me sometimes.”

“Oh yeah. definitely not Blue, she’s too smart and terrifying to trick. Let’s go with Mikey. He’s super nice but it’ll kind of be like taking candy from a baby, but I’m okay with that,: He grinned.

“We could like, go on Shark Tank or something,” Macey scooted over on the bench to make room for Parker to join her, “Become millionaires, move into nice mansions somewhere that’s not here,” She reached for her water bottle on the floor, twisting off its cap, “Drive some sick cars. All because I broke a nail.”

She took a long sip of her water before giving a simple shrug, “Too bad I have literally zero skills in making anything.”

“Wow, you’re making it sound like you’re goin’ to sue camp,” he laughed. “I’m down either way.” He took a sip of his water and pushed his hair back. “Look, that’s why we get a Heph kid to help us, lie to them about the profit, and offer them a big enough cut.”

Kennedy rolled her eyes slightly at her brother. “I’d never actually make you a kebob, Park,” she replied. “I’d notice it was you. Besides, it would serve you right for walkin’ up behind me.” Kennedy twirled the knife in her hand a bit before responding to his question. “I guess I could use a break.”

He just raised his eyebrows at her. “Not really a chance I want to take, and uh, no it wouldn’t serve me right. Who the hell else is gonna walk up behind you in a training arena? Little Susie looking for help, goes up to a huntress who tries to kill her? Way to scar a kid, Kennedy.” He laughed, then put his arm around her. “Yeah, let’s go get some post-training protein.”

Kerri rolls her eyes before a smile widening on her face. “Yeah?” she replied. She handed the bow toward Parker. “Why don’t you try, Valentine.”

He laughs and shakes his head, putting his hands up defensively. “Bows aren’t really my forte.”

“I’m not scared,” Cordelia folded her arms and scoffed, despite obviously stalling, “I’m just genuinely concerned. Doesn’t that like, really hurt people? How are you supposed to focus on climbing when your shoulder’s burned off?” 

Parker grinned. He could tell that she was stalling, but could understand where she was coming from, since the wall was pretty intimidating, especially to newcomers. He shook his head and stepped closer to her, but pointed to the top of the wall. “Look, the lava starts pouring from there,” he points to the wall next to the one they’re standing at. “But only when these two walls crash together, and it gives us a few minutes before that happens.” He shrugs. “And the lava doesn’t really go past the footholds, and I imagine it’s not as bad as regular lava. And this is coming from someone who fell in before.”

“I think it was supposed to be peach? I’m not sure,” Caspar quirked the corner of his lips in responded and mimicked Parker’s nod. “I know. Chocolate is good, don’t get me wrong. I love chocolate, but sometimes I crave something so sour it hurts. But, my taste buds are kind of odd,” Cas shrugged. “I feel like that says a lot about people.” 

“Peach? That actually would be all right with me. That’s not a flavor I’m opposed to,” Caspar confessed even though Parker made that face and laughed. Cas put his hands up and caught the chocolate with only a little stumble. He proceeded to pop it into his mouth and smile as he bit into it, realizing it was indeed something similar to what peaches would taste like. “Thanks so much,” He responded. “Are chocolates your favorite?” He wondered aloud.

Parker watched Caspar eat and nodded. “No problem. Was it peach or strawberry?” He nodded again. “Yeah, probably my favourite candy. Other candy is good, but chocolate is chocolate.” He squinted after he said this and let out a small laugh. “You know?”

“Pink drizzle will do,” Caspar commented and then raised his hands so he was ready to catch the piece of chocolate as best as he could. “Totally worth the risk. I’m ready when you are,” He said, prepared to catch. “But, I hope you know if I don’t catch it, I’m still eating it. Five second rule, right?”

Parker nodded. “Alright, but if it’s peach, you can’t do anything about it.” He exhaled a laugh and made a face. “Hell yeah five second rule. Not like we aren’t eating dirt on the daily anyway!” He tossed the chocolate in the air towards Caspar.