Lafayette turned to his two best friends- and crush, Hercules Mulligan- and sighed, "Je ne comprends pas pourquoi vous attendez à ce que je cuisine chaque fois; J'adore faire la cuisine, mais je suis si fatigué! Les Américains paresseux - pas d'offence - doivent sortir de vos croupes et m'aider une fois dans un certain temps!"

None of them moved from the couch.

"Alex, you speak French. Translate.", commanded John.

Alex was appalled at what Laf had just said, "He said, "I do not understand why you expect me to cook every time; I love cooking, but I'm so tired! lazy Americans - no offense - have to get out of your butt and help me once in a while!", scoffed Alexander, "We aren't lazy. We are tired from all of the work we had to do."

"Oh it must of been so hard to get into the right position on the couch to watch television mon ami! My mistake.", teased Laf, "What are you watching anyways? That looks- how you say..", Laf though for a moment, "Stupid."

"Stupid?", retorted John, "Megamind is not stupid! It is hilarious!"

"He looks like a blue, disfigured- retarded balloon with eyes and a big mouth. He doesn't even know proper English, he's pronouncing everything wrong!", argued Laf.

"Just like you Laf.", muttered John under his breath. Everyone stared at him. Shoot did I really just say that out loud? "I meant the English.. not the retarded part- I didn't really mean it though.. I was just- nevermind.. sorry Laf."

"Come watch, Laf.", offered Herc and patted down an empty spot on the couch next to him.

Alexander crossed his arms,"No! Then our chef won't be cooking! I'm starving and the food could get burnt or-"

"I'm not you're slave! A movie sounds nice.", thought Laf out loud and turned off the stove. He plopped down next to Herc on the edge of the sofa. Herc's face turned cherry red. Laf was so close to him. Herc reached his arm out and turned the lamp light off next to Laf, wrapping his arm around him "accidentally." Laf flinched as he felt Herc's arm around him. He hesitated but leaned against Herc's shoulder. They enjoyed each other's presence.

"Look at the love birds.", whispered John, "Aren't they cute?"

Alexander studied John's face for a moment. His freckles. Freckles everywhere. Reminding him of stars- the nighttime sky. His twinkling green eyes, deep, but so beautiful. His hair. Everytime John puts his hair into a ponytail strands of curls would fall out of it. Alexander was in awe, "Almost as cute as you.", mumbled Alexander.

"What?", asked John, not beliving his own ears.

"Nothing.. nevermind.", he whispered.

Laf looked at the silly movie, "Who likes this kind of stuff?"

The retarded balloon looking animation stepped forward, "One bite.. of arachnids- deathucus will soon paralyze-"

"Is that a real spider?", blurted out Laf.

"Shhh!", silenced John.

"Popcorn's ready!", exclaimed Alex and ran towards the microwave.

"That's gonna spoil your appetite mon ami!", exclaimed Laf.

John shrugged and popped some of the buttery popcorn into his mouth, "You said you didn't want to cook anyways, right?"

Laf sighed. "Let's just finish this movie before the girls come over." He couldn't say he wasn't enjoying himself, he was resting on Herc's shoulder, which was all he's ever wanted in life. He must look overly relaxed because Alex turned to him and laughed.

"What mon ami?", asked Laf.

Alexander raised an eyebrow and spoke in the best French accent he could do.

"Vous savez que vous rougiez très fort Laf, vous amuser?", whispered Alex. (You know you're blushing really hard Laf, enjoying yourself?)

"Je ne sais pas de quoi vous parlez!", said Laf stubbornly. (I don't know what you're talking about!)

"Vous l'aimez vraiment, n'est-ce pas? Je ferais un déménagement si j'étais vous.", chuckled Alex. (You really love him don't you? I would make a move if I were you)

"Can someone please translate?", asked John.

"Non.", said Alexander and Laf at the same time.

Herc and John sighed, they both only knew about four words of French. They had no idea whatsoever what they were saying. They continued to watch the movie, completely oblivious.

"Que voulez-vous dire, je devrais faire un déménagement?", asked Laf. (What do you mean I should make a move?

"Embrasse-le et vois ce qu'il fait?", said Alexander and raised an eyebrow. (Kiss him and see what he does.)

"NON!", shouted Laf.

"Shhh!", whispered John.

"Mais vous l'aimez vraiment! Beaucoup! Les plus. Je suis sûr que vous êtes désireux d'embrasser Herc. Quelle difficulté serait-il?", teased Alexander. (But you really like him! A lot! More than anything! I'm sure you're eager to kiss Herc. How difficult would it be?)

Laf snarled at looked up at Alex, "Vous savez quoi? Je ne parlerais pas. Savoir pourquoi? Parce que je ne suis pas le seul à écraser mon meilleur ami!" (You know what? I wouldn't be talking. Know why? Because I'm not the only one crushing on my best friend!)

Alex's face turned red. For once, he shut up.