Thank you guys so much! This story made it to 100 reviews! That just blows my mind, considering when I started this I thought I'd be lucky to get to thirty. I can't believe you guys, you're that awesome. In honor of the 100th review, which was by Princess Andromeda II, I have this one-shot! It's twice the length these chapters usually are, and it was suggested by Princess Andromeda II a while back, and I thought it was an awesome idea. Remember, guys, you can suggest ideas for anything you want to see the characters doing. I hope you guys enjoy, and stay awesome.
Also, if anyone has any suggestions for Teddy, that would be great. I'm kind of stuck.
-ROC6
Saturday, May 31st, 24 years after defeating Gaea
"It's the Junior Prom tonight," Aiden stated passively to his sister.
"So?" she said, still lounging on the couch in some old sweats.
Aiden sounded a little surprised, "You haven't missed a school dance since middle school and you haven't missed a party in just as long."
Belle shrugged and continued watching the Big Bang Theory marathon on TV, popping another handful of potato chips in her mouth.
"Wait," Aiden said incredulously, sitting up from where he was also lounging on the couch, "You really don't care?"
"Not one bit," she said, then held out her hand, "Want any Doritos?"
He shrugged and let it drop, the blonde haired twin preferred her this way, and reached out to take the chips, "Sure."
Then, "Hey, you got any Pepsi?"
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"Hey Rose?" her mother said, "The Junior Prom is tonight."
"So?"
"Will Aiden be there?" she asked mischievously.
"Mom!" Rose groaned.
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The raven haired boy looked awkwardly at his parents. Even after a few months he wasn't used to his sister being away at college.
"So…" he said hesitantly, "I set the new pool record for the swim team."
"Way to go Jacob!" his father shouted excitedly, receiving a stern look from his mother.
She then turned her gaze to her son, "You didn't cheat, did you?"
"No, of course not!" he defended.
Her stern expression melted into a small smile, "Well, then great job, Jacob."
They stood in silence for a moment.
"Hey, I heard the Junior Prom is toni-" his father started saying.
"No!"
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Another episode was just starting when the doorbell rang, and Aiden looked at Belle questioningly, "I thought you said you weren't going?"
"I'm not," she grumbled with a scowl. The doorbell rang again, "Can you just get it?"
"Uh, sure," her twin said hesitantly, pulling himself to his feet.
Belle heard voices and after a moment her brother called back to her, "Hey Belle? I thought you said you weren't going to the Prom!"
"I'm not!" she called back, trying to hear what Sheldon was saying on TV.
"Well Locke says he's here to pick you up!" Aiden called back.
"Tell him to give me a few minutes," she said, pulling herself to her feet and staring mournfully at the TV.
"Alright," Aiden called, before proceeding to stand in an awkward silence with the other teenager. Belle knew she'd have to repay him for this later as she ran upstairs. She darted into her room, slamming the door behind her, and flipped a drachma into the Iris Message station.
"Oh Iris, Goddess of Rainbows, accept my offering. Show me Lily Tanaka in her room," she said, and to her pleasure, the goddess listened. A few moments later, the message appeared, and she could see Lily's meticulous, lavender swathed room.
"Oh, Belle!" Lily called when she noticed the message. To Belle's frustration, her friend was dressed in a short, mint green dress that left little to the imagination.
The Greco-Roman legacy scowled, "What is it with you and trying to set me up with idiots?"
"He's hot," Lily said as she picked up some eyeshadow, like that explained everything.
"He's an idiot."
The Asian-caucasian legacy pouted at her, "He's on the football team."
"He's an idiot."
"Intelligence isn't all that matters, you know," the legacy of Aphrodite said condescendingly while she dabbed blush delicately on her cheeks.
"Alright, fine!" Belle said, throwing her hands up in agitation, "He's also a- a jerk, and he goes through girls like tissue paper."
"So?" the mint-clad teenager said uncaringly, "I hear he'll be fun tonight."
The blue eyed legacy looked away, disgusted, "That's not gonna happen, and I'm not gonna go."
Looking unsurprised, the dark haired girl stated, "I swear on the Styx I won't try to set you up with another guy for a month and a half if you go to our Junior Prom."
The Cherokee girl hesitated, "Alright, fine."
"Fab," her friend said, slashing her hand through the message.
Belle sighed, she hated how her friend always sucked her into these things. She threw on a light blue dress that fell just below her knees, brushing her hair quickly and running downstairs.
"Hey Aiden? I'm going, and can you come too?" she asked her brother as the jock grabbed her arm and started pulling her away, "Promise?"
He groaned, "Fine."
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Rose was happily working on a project, and she would've been happy if her night had stayed that way. Alas, the universe had other plans, and an Iris Message appeared in the forge.
"Rose?" Aiden asked, sounding panicked, "Rose, I need help!"
Her head shot up, and she stopped her fire-stream, pulling her welding goggles off of her eyes in one fluid movement, "What's happening, what's the emergency?"
He hesitated, but told her his problem anyway, stumbling over his words as he rushed them out, "Belle is forcing me to go to the dance but I don't wanna go alone and I want you to come with me so please just help and bring Jacob or something but just help me!"
The Latina chuckled, setting down the parts in her hands, "Not gonna happen."
"Come on, I'll, uh," he thought for a moment, then his face lit up, kaleidoscope eyes brightening, "I'll be your test subject for three projects of your choice."
Rose froze, considering his offer, then smirked in a way that made him regret what he'd just said, "Alright, I'll meet you there."
The fire-wielder slashed through the message, leaving the other legacy to stew in his fear.
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"What will it take to get you to come to the Junior Prom so I don't have to suffer through it while Aiden stares mournfully at the traitor?" Rose stated blandly at Jacob when the IM appeared.
He thought for a moment, "Give me some chocolate chip cookies and finish that virtual reality Pokemon game and you're golden."
"Deal," she said with a grin, "Meet us out front of the school ASAP."
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"Isn't this great?" Lily asked, winking one of her make-up caked eyes.
"No," Belle stated bluntly, drumming her fingers against the light blue material of her dress.
Their dates had just gone to get some more 'punch', even though they were nowhere near the punch bowl.
"Aw, you're no fun," Lily said with a pout, "Loosen up a little."
Belle scowled, glancing over at her date, who was shamelessly flirting with another girl, "Not gonna happen."
"Come on, I'm sure Locke 'll be more than willing to help. I've heard some great things about him," Lily began to babble, but the Cherokee girl tuned her out.
She stared mournfully at her brother, who was laughing with his friends, wishing she could be over there with him, or back at home on her couch watching TV like she'd planned. She almost went over there, but something stopped her. Sure, she was Lily's friend, and therefore should keep her company, but Lily was the reason she was here in the first place, so she shouldn't have to be shackled to her by the ankle. If she was honest with herself, the reason she didn't want to join them was because she was pretty sure they still held a grudge against her for switching friend groups. Rose had made that quite clear. And… She wasn't sure she wanted to face the disapproval on h- their faces when she showed up.
So she stood stiffly next to Lily, nodding and forcing smiles at the appropriate times, pretending to drink the punch and ignoring Locke's raunchy attempts at flirting, all the while wishing she were anywhere else.
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Jacob excused himself from the conversation, earning him a questioning look from Rose, and an annoyingly suggestive wink from Aiden. He walked over to Locke, where he was blatantly flirting with a girl that wasn't Belle. He briefly wondered where she'd gone when he didn't see her and Lily hovering by the dance floor, but he regretfully shrugged it off. He had bigger fish to fry. Which led his ADHD thoughts down an annoyingly random trail before he reminded himself of what he was supposed to be doing.
The brown-haired teen continued flirting, and Jacob's focus narrowed in.
"Hey!" the raven-haired boy said to Belle's date.
"Jackson," the boy said, turning slowly.
"Stop flirting with Kelsey," he said, his voice level.
Locke laughed at him, "How about no, Bruh?"
Jacob scowled, "You came to the dance with Belle, and you've been obviously flirting with other girls all night."
"So?" he shrugged.
"So that's not right!" Jacob said, holding his trembling fists by his side, "You came with her! You should have eyes only for her! If you come with someone as beautiful and amazing as her you should at least pretend to care!"
Locke crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow, taking a step closer to Jacob so there was only really a foot's worth of space between them, "And why do you care so much. She's not your date."
The two boys were eye to eye, Jacob's flashing like a hurricane and Locke's raring for a fight.
"Because- uh-" Jacob fumbled for an answer.
Locke smirked, "Well she's my date, Lover-Boy, and she promised me she'd give me quite the show later, so-"
A red haze tinted the edges of Jacob's vision, and he swung at Locke's stomach, catching him off guard. His efforts were rewarded with an indignant "Oof!" Locke took a swing at Jacob, but he ducked out of the way, popping his leg out to try to catch the other boy off guard, but Locke saw it coming, and moved out of the way, and plunged his elbow into Jacob's side. The raven haired teen pretended to be winded by the blow before lashing out and catching his opponent in the collarbone, causing the other boy to stumble back. Jacob took the opportunity, and, remembering something his sister taught him, kicked Locke's kneecap, causing the other boy to hit the ground.
A few of Locke's friends surged forward, then hesitated.
"Dude," one said, "His parents-"
"() his parents!" Locke crowed, "Just get him!"
His friends surged forward, coming at Jacob from different angles. He lashed out with his leg, landing a glancing blow, but the teens kept coming. One reached for his left arm and he elbowed him straight in the gut, temporarily disabling him, but another attempted to grab his other arm while he was distracted. He swung at him with his legs, and the teen weakened his grip, but one of the other teens captured his other arm just as he tried to wrench his right arm free, effectively disabling his arms. The two swung him at the ground where the one he'd elbowed in the stomach grabbed his leg and pinned them.
Jacob mentally cursed himself for his impulsiveness, he knew he was able to fight significantly better than that. If only he'd fought with his mind and not his emotions.
Locke limped over from where he'd stumbled into a standing position and swung at him, and pain blossomed out of his right eye. Another swing, and he was slightly winded. Finally, it was time.
The sprinklers went off, distracting Locke and his friends. The water gathered around Jacob, healing him and giving him more energy. This time, he stopped to assess Locke, and he was about to attack when someone stepped between them.
"Locke Force, Jacob Jackson, come with me," the middle-aged woman said, before turning and walking towards the gym's exit. The teacher must have finally been able to break through the ring of students around where the boys were fighting.
It finally sunk in what Jacob just did. He was so dead.
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After Jacob left and a couple of idiots finished fighting in the middle of the room, Rose and Aiden were left to themselves. They stared at each other, and a slow song began playing. Aiden's cheeks flushed, but he mustered up his courage.
"How- Uh- Rose-" He said haltingly, then took a deep breath, "Should we dance?"
Rose's mouth fell open for a moment in a perfect 'O' (no small feat, mind you,) then she snorted.
"Yes, Pikachu, I suppose we should," she said, emanating her typical sass.
He hesitantly moved closer to her, the whole situation rating way higher on his awkward scale than he would've liked. She rolled her eyes at his awkward, gentleman style antics, and placed his hand on her back before wrapping her arms around him. He pulled her closer, and they awkwardly swayed back and forth. He wouldn't admit it, but it felt nice holding her close to him like this.
Then she sneezed, and she burnt a hole in his shirt.
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It didn't surprise Belle that somehow, between her friend going with some boy to have some fun, and her absolutely hating her date that she ended up back on her couch with Doritos, Lay's, popcorn, candy, Coca-Cola and Pepsi in sweatpants and her STAR Labs sweatshirt watching Big Bang Theory. She'd gone to the bathroom, and when she got back Jacob was gone, and her brother (the imbecile) had finally made a move on Rose. So, she did the smart thing.
She stayed up until dawn watching the Big Bang Theory.
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"Mr. Force," Senora Rauss said as she sat behind her desk, "I'll speak with you later, go wait in the lobby. And you, Mr. Jackson, have a seat."
He sat hesitantly, hovering on the edge of the seat. Fidgeting uncomfortably under her harsh gaze, Jacob was relieved when she opened her mouth the reprimand him.
"As my half-nephew," she began, and Jacob gulped, "I would think you smarter than to start a fight where it's uncalled for. I know my sister the sea spawn would've raised you well enough not to pick fights, and I know you can fight better than that. What provoked you?"
He murmured something incoherent, refusing to raise his green eyes to her grays, then upon further scrutiny, cleared his throat, "He was flirting with girls. That weren't the girl he brought to the dance, who is amazing, and pretty and talented…"
He flushed with embarrassment, and the teacher smirked knowingly at him, "Just like the Sea-Spawn, rushing into decisions without thinking them through just because it was the 'right thing.' Except, you don't have someone like you're mother to keep you in line."
He made a grossed out face at the comment.
The blonde haired woman looked over his file and raised an eyebrow, "You have no recorded disciplinary offenses so I'll let you off this time, just don't do it again, alright?"
He nodded mutely, and she smirked, "Alright, you're free to go. Send Mr. Force in here on your way out, alright?"
Jacob let himself out, following her instructions, and walked slowly home. Overall, the dance sucked for him. He failed to dance with or talk to Belle, he got in a fight, and his best friends still didn't realize how awkward it was for him around all their accidental flirting. But hey, he thought wryly, at least he'd get that virtual reality Pokemon game out of it. Maybe it wasn't so bad after all.