Hello again! I do apologise for the shortness of this chapter and the length of the update. Blame my little brother who has been using my laptop 24/7 to play Minecraft on. Anyways, here is the next bit, I thought I would give it to you just so you knew I was here! Practically the only story I can update fast right now is Imagine, since those are one-shots, so go look at and review on that! Enjoy!

-Marseillaise

Gavroche smiled at the two figures coming out of the library. He practically flew down the tree and to Courfeyrac's flat, where the rest of his siblings were gathered.

"They're walking out of the library together!" he exclaimed. "I think they're going to have amazing babies!"

Courfeyrac snorted and laughed so hard he almost choked. Éponine looked slightly alarmed, and said, "they're not even dating yet, Gav. There is absolutely zero chance of that happening."

Gavroche nodded. Han looked like he was going to gag at the thought of having babies, and Luke poked Combeferre. Combeferre looked down at Luke, who handed him a smartphone.

"What is this?" asked Combeferre.

"Jehan's phone," said Luke, "when you took me to the library an hour ago I nabbed it while Jehan was busy doing something."

Courfeyrac looked in amazement at Luke, who shrugged.

Éponine grinned. "He is a Thénardier, after all," she said.

"That's brilliant!" cried Courfeyrac. Snatching the phone from Combeferre, he unlocked it. "What d'ya Jehan's passcode is?"

Luke smiled. "Try 'ferrari'", he said. "I've known that for a long time, I hope he hasn't changed it.

Courfeyrac typed in 'ferrari' and to his amazement the phone unlocked. "Geez. I'm glad you're on our side," he said to Luke.

Luke grinned, and Combeferre said, "are you sure this is a good idea? I mean, last time you played matchmaker and tried to set Jehan up it turned out very badly…"

Courfeyrac shrugged. "Nah, Cosette's perfect for him."

Combeferre looked unconvinced, but didn't argue.

Courfeyrac was looking through Jehan's texts. "They've been texting!" he said triumphantly, "look, he even sent her a smiley face!"

"…a smiley face? That's what you're basing your conclusion that they're perfect for one another on? Courf, Jehan sends everyone smiley faces."

"It's a start, 'Ferre. You can't expect a couple to be kissing after a week. Usually."

Combeferre didn't say anything.

Suddenly, there was a text tone and a new message popped up. It was from Cosette. Courfeyrac gleefully opened it to read "Courfeyrac, if you have this, give me my phone back."

Courfeyrac groaned. "That didn't last long…"

Then, he got an idea.

Kiss Cosette and I'll never steal ur phone again! –Courf

No! –Cosette

Wait is this Cosette? –Courf

No, this is Jehan using Cosette's phone. –Cosette

La da da kiss da girl *music* -Courf

No. Give me my phone back Courfeyrac. –Cosette

No! –Courf

Jehan didn't reply, and Courfeyrac smiled. "Who can take care of his phone?"

Azelma ended up with the phone, because they decided that she was the one he would suspect the least aside from Combeferre, who really couldn't be trusted.

XXX

Jehan groaned and handed Cosette her phone back. He deleted the messages exchanged between himself and Courfeyrac, of course.

"No luck?" she asked.

"Well, Courfeyrac has it, which might as well be no luck. I'm telling you, that boy…"

Cosette laughed lightly. "I'm sure he doesn't have a real reason for it. He'll give it back."

"No, he won't…" sighed Jehan. "I really don't think he will."

They sat in silence for a few minutes. Jehan awkwardly shifted.

Cosette pulled out her book and began reading. For lack of book, Jehan stood up. "Do you want something to eat or something?"

Cosette smiled. "Um, sure."

Nodding, Jehan walked into the kitchen and hunted around. After a few minutes, he came back with cheese-its.

"Cheese-its?"

Jehan shrugged. "They taste good!"

Laughing, Cosette ate some cheese-its.

XXX

"They're eating cheese-its!" Han said gleefully into the walkie-talkie.

Gavroche nodded, and Courfeyrac tried not to collapse with laughter. "This was the best idea ever," he said to Éponine. She nodded and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

Combeferre was sitting, frowning. "Are you sure this is a good thing to do?"

Courfeyrac nodded. "Of course! They're perfect for each other! Lighten up, 'Ferre."

Combeferre didn't say anything, just looked a bit pained.

Rolling his eyes, Courfeyrac looked at Combeferre. "Look. If you had a massive crush on Azelma would you like my help in getting you two together?"

"Honestly…no. Not at all, as we did perfectly fine ourselves."

"You're no fun. But I disagree. They're just perfect."