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She still can't believe he did it.
Katie would have staked her very reputation as a giggly little brat with a bug phobia on the certainty that the Silver Fish didn't even exist, yet there was the scale, in Jack's hand, and there was the paperwork naming Sugar Village as a wildlife preserve, and there was Joe, grinning at Jack's elbow and gloating and I-told-you-so-ing.
He's going to be impossible to get along with for the next year.
Not that she minds, because Katie would rather not get along with Joe in Sugar Village than get along with Joe anywhere else.
And speaking of Joe, he's probably going to be coming to collect on the favour he won in their silly bet that Jack wouldn't catch the fish before winter.
So, she'll just beat him to it.
"Okay, Joe," she huffs as she stomps over to the lake where he's standing with his fishing rod, not fishing, just staring in awe at the water. "You win."
And now her arms are winding around his neck, and her hands are in his hair, and his bandana is falling off, and his fishing rod is rolling into the lake, and Katie is thinking that she should have done this a long time ago, because Joe's a way better kisser than she thought.
And Joe, who was just going to make Katie spend an afternoon fishing with him, completely forgets that this wasn't all his idea in the first place, and makes a point to win another bet sometime soon.
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End Notes: It's a canon pairing! See? I still know how to do these. XD