I know, I know- I should be working on other stories. But this one is just so fun and fluffy and adorable! So there's my excuse. Enjoy!

-Marseillaise

Jehan was, at the moment, being tackled by two second graders who had most likely had way too much caffeine.

Han was sitting on Jehan's chest while Luke tried to drag them both away. Jehan was laughing so hard that he had tears coming out his eyes. Courfeyrac saw and smiled, cheerfully grabbing Han and pulling. Han let go and Courfeyrac landed on his back.

Cosette watched the fight with interest. Courfeyrac noticed her, and stood up, bowing despite his ruffled hair and messed-up appearance. Cosette laughed and Courfeyrac said, "your highness, this is no place for a princess. We peasants must fight for our…um…cookies!"

Han looked up at Courfeyrac with an amazed look. "There's…cookies?" he whispered.

Courfeyrac nodded seriously. "We'll make Jehan our slave and force him to show us the cookies."

Han gave a crazy smile. "COOKIES!"

Luke nodded. "Yes, cookies are good."

Courfeyrac smiled, pulling up Jehan. "Jean Prouvaire, you are now our slave. Take us to the cookies!"

Jehan put on his puppy face and led them to a cupboard. Reaching in, he pulled out a plastic container and opened it to reveal large chocolate-chip cookies.

Han grabbed two cookies and raced off, cackling. Luke, the slightly calmer of the two, grabbed one and followed his twin. Courfeyrac nodded at Cosette, and then said, "Someone should probably make sure that they're okay." He grabbed a startled looking Enjolras off the couch, and said, "I'll give you your phone back if you help me catch the monsters."

Enjolras grudgingly followed along.

That left just Jehan and Cosette in the kitchen. Cosette swallowed nervously.

"Um…Jehan?" she squeaked.

Jehan tipped his head confusedly. "Yes?"

"When we went rafting, and I fell in the water, and you pulled me out, I noticed…cutting marks on you arm."

Jehan sighed. "Two years ago was…difficult for me. I had just moved here, and I didn't have any friends. Then, my older brother died, and…" he frowned. "I got very depressed. I wrote depressing poems, and everyone in my family seemed to ignore me since my brother died."

Cosette looked at him in shock. "I'm…glad you stopped," she said finally.

"Yeah, I met Courfeyrac in the beginning of last year and he really helped me out. We've been best friends ever since."

Just then, Éponine stomped in, dragging an exceedingly hyper and uncontrollably giggling Han. "Who," she said threateningly, "thought it would be a good idea to give Han cookies?"

Jehan put his hands up in surrender. "It wasn't my idea, honestly!"

Enjolras looked up from his phone and called, "Courfeyrac did it."

Éponine stormed off to find Courfeyrac, and a few minutes later, they heard the noises of her shouting at him. He took it without a word, and when she came to a pause, he grabbed her and kissed her on the lips. Éponine's eyes went wide, but then she kissed back. After about thirty seconds, they broke apart. Éponine was blushing furiously, and Courfeyrac winked. Bahorel let out a loud whoop, and started cheering.

Han peeked out from behind Bahorel. His older brother, Gavroche, who was eleven, had showed up, and both were smiling wickedly. Éponine looked at Gavroche, who grinned and held up a recorder for all to see. Éponine's face went red and she went for it, but Courfeyrac pulled her back in for another kiss. Gavroche handed the recorder to Han, who dashed off with it.

Jehan smiled. To Cosette, he said, "we've been trying to get them together for so long! She used to have a thing for Marius, but he doesn't really pay attention to her."

"Marius? Who's that?"

"He's not here, he's in Marseille with his grandfather. He texted me last night and he's hating it."

Cosette winced. "That's unfortunate."

Jehan nodded. Éponine was smiling like an idiot, holding Courfeyrac's hand and shivering in excitement every few minutes.

"While everyone's still here…" began Joly. Everyone looked at him.

He grinned and picked up his girlfriend, Musichetta, and kissed her. The surrounding people grinned, and Combeferre sighed.

"Come here, Azelma," he said. The fifteen-year-old, delighted, ran up to him. They kissed, and everyone gasped.

"Azelma! You aren't allowed to date people! Or kiss them!" said Éponine.

"Hypocrite," muttered Azelma.

Combeferre smiled. "What do you think I'm going to do? Abuse her innocence? We've been going out for two months and none of you noticed."

Luke said seriously, "I noticed."

Azelma looked at her brother. "That's because when you aren't attacking Courfeyrac, you're a genius. You spend too much time around Enjolras."

Enjolras pretended to look offended. "Excuse me?"

Azelma rolled her eyes. "You're almost eighteen, the oldest of us all, and you've never had a girlfriend, boyfriend, or kissed anyone, or anything!"

Enjolras shrugged. "So?"

"So, get out! Have fun! Go on a date! Politics and boring stuff can wait!"

"No, they can't."

Azelma rolled her eyes again and kissed Combeferre.

Grantaire, who was thoroughly drunk by now, stood up and said, "anyone want to kiss me?"

No one took him up on that.

After the party, Cosette went home. She took a shower and changed into dry clothes before coming downstairs.

"How was rafting?" asked her father.

"Great! I actually fell out once, but Jehan pulled me back in, and it was super fun."

M. Fauchelevent smiled. "Did you put on sunscreen?"

Cosette rolled her eyes good-naturedly. "Yes, Papa.

"Jehan had a bit of a party afterward, with all his friends, too. It was a blast."

"Party? Was there alcohol?"

Cosette decided not to mention the fact that Grantaire had been drunk the whole time. "No, no alcohol. But I met this girl, Éponine, and she's really nice."

"You should have her over, or do something!"

"Actually…I was wondering if I could take her to the mall with me next Saturday?"

"Of course!"

Cosette smiled. "Great! She's nice. She has four younger siblings, named Azelma, Gavroche, Luke, and Han. Luke and Han are twins, and they drive Éponine up the wall. But her parents aren't great, and she ends up mothering them, which is sad. But she has a great boyfriend, and a bunch of other friends."

Cosette's father smiled. "If you're hungry, there's food in the fridge. I'm going to go lie down."

Cosette nodded, saying that she wasn't hungry, but she thanked him anyway.

XXX

"Make a move on her!"

"I've known her for a week! Honestly, Courfeyrac."

Courfeyrac grinned. "She's perfect for you."

"You've said that about like five girls."

"Well, this one's really perfect."

"The last girl I dated turned out to be a druggie, and she tried to get me hooked on crack!" said Jehan exasperatedly.

Courfeyrac winced, remembering that particular incident. "Yeah, Mai didn't work out to well, did she. Just think about it, okay?"

Jehan rolled his eyes. "I'm not in love with Cosette!"

Courfeyrac smirked. "Whatever you say…"