Walt watched the new kid (well, relatively new. The newest kid they had). Walt had only ever seen him in passing before, and what he'd heard had been only from Sadie. But the new semester brought new classes, and new classmates.

One thing Walt noticed right off the bat: the kid gave off weird vibes, vibes that made Walt jumpy. Vibes that made him think, 'this guy is most definitely…different.'

But the vibes weren't what Walt was thinking of at the moment. Walt, rather, was watching him take a big bite out of a cookie.

The cookie was blue.

"What's with that?" Walt asked. He hadn't meant to say it out loud, but when the guy turned around he didn't seem offended.

"I knew I was going to get that question sooner or later," he sent an amused smile at Walt.

"So… um, yeah. What's with the blue cookie?" Walt asked, more polite this time.

"I've just got a thing for blue food." The boy shrugged. A flicker of recognition lit his eyes. "Walt, right? Sadie's boyfriend."

"Yeah, Walt," Walt affirmed and held out a hand.

"Percy," Percy said as he shook it.

"So… are they good?" Walt ventured to ask, nodding at what remained of the blue cookie.

"The best," Percy reached into his backpack and fished out a bag. "Want one?" The bag had to be packed with at least 20 cookies.

Walt couldn't help a laugh. "You get hungry often?"

"I'm always hungry for cookies."

Percy shook the bag, and Walt took the hint with a "Don't mind if I do."

They were good. Really good. Walt went so far as to ask for seconds they were so good.

"Swim team, huh?" Walt brushed the crumbs on his desk.

"Yup. It's the only reason they put up with me and my… shenanigans." Percy gave a sardonic smile.

Walt wanted to ask about these 'shenanigans' but the tardy bell cut through his question, and the teacher laid any side conversations to rest directly after. So, Walt said nothing more.

However; around 5 minutes into the lesson movement caught his eye, and Walt turned his head to see Percy quietly munching on a cookie.

Another minute, and a nudge on the shoulder prompted Walt to turn again. This time the cookie was for him.

Walt still felt something was off about Percy. He sensed that there was something not quite right about the boy across the row. But, man, those cookies were good.

So, the two boys spent the rest of the lesson with one eye on the teacher, and the rest of their attention focused on sneaking cookies.

Hey, guys! I'm back! Well, I finally wrote about Walt.