you should do jasper and #11 :)
At what point does one just have to give up and admit they need a dictionary for all these ship names?
ANYWAY. Here, have some Jason and Piper being hella hipster, because sometimes you just gotta write about cute hipsters in love *__*
What starts as an attempt to correct Jason's vastly uncivilized upbringing ("Who are you calling uncivilized, I was raised Roman," "You didn't do seed starter packs in school, you beat each other up with swords instead, that doesn't count!") ends up with a spectacular failure of a windowbox garden, year after year.
He blames it on neither of them having any Demeter blood, which is a crap excuse because anyone can do a seed starter pack, except late frost gets them the first year, then that cat from the upstairs apartment the next, and then Piper bikes home on a breezy spring day to find that some fledgling dragon of Leo's has parked its fat baby butt in their fat baby zucchini.
Finally, the fourth year, the kale explodes in great feathery purple fans and the tomatoes take off -- so well, in fact, that the stems break under the weight and send their bounty of fruit plummeting to the Manhattan sidewalk below.
Piper laughs herself sick when she hears and wraps her arms around him from behind, saying, "well, at least we're better at keeping each other alive than we are our vegetables," and pressing a kiss to his collarbone when he admits, "True."