I'm surprised nobody has thrown this idea at you yet... Empire Sibs being disasters and talking about their crushes like it's a 80/90's movie sleepover. Or complain about all the attempts they've tried and failed in an effort to get a date, before deciding they'll help each other. (And try and fail. Or maybe succeed!)
The Empire Sibs are absolute disasters and I love them for it! I believe I have hit the major 80/90′s movie sleepover requirements: talk of crushes, comfort food and a John Hughes movie.
Hope you enjoy!
"Can you pass me the other one?" After a moment of considering the ramifications of ignoring Beau, he leaned forward to grab the bag of chocolate off the table and threw it at her. "Dick."
"It's not fair how attractive they are."
"Did you see the picture?"
"They look like the perfect couple."
"Don't remind me."
"At least you still have Yasha. She can hold you in her strong arms and comfort you."
"She probably thinks I'm an idiot now. I couldn't string two words together when I tried to ask Jester out."
Caleb snorted as he shoveled ice cream into his mouth. "She will understand. You will tell her how badly it went and she'll tell you she wouldn't have done any better and you shouldn't worry about it because she's not even available. She's dating a handsome man that's smart and kind and strong."
"Fjord is a dumbass."
"Not all the time. We've had several conversations about magic that I could never have with a complete dumbass."
"He is whenever we hang out."
"That's because when the two of you get together there suddenly becomes only one brain cell between the two of you. I thought I would have to drive you both to the hospital the last time you got drunk together."
"Yeah, that was a good night." The thunk of Beau's phone falling against her chest as she let out a groan and pushed her head back against the arm of the couch covered the sound of Molly Ringwald in the background. "They really do look perfect together. I'm sure she brings him home to her mom and Marion just loves him and thinks he's perfect for her."
"What parent wouldn't?"
"The weird thing is I could have sworn that Fjord was interested in you. He asks about you all the time. I swear the first thing out of his mouth whenever I see him is a question about how you're doing or what you've been up to. If you didn't ask him out, I would have told him to hurry up and do it."
"Luckily, I never had a chance in the first place because I already made a fool out of myself enough as it is and it would have felt worse if I actually had a chance of him saying yes."
"Fjord probably has no idea you even tried."
With a sigh, Caleb pressed the heart on Jester's most recent photo of Fjord leaning against a railing with a beer in hand and his dark hair billowing in the wind. "Hopefully. I would hate for our friendship to be awkward because I tries to ask out someone that's already in a happy relationship."
"We can find you someone else! What about that hot guy that always stops by the library to talk to you about magic? He's definitely interested in you."
"The only thing I know about him is that he has an interest in magic. That's not a good basis for a relationship."
"That's what dating is for. You get to know someone and figure out where you're interested in having something deeper."
"I just..."
"Yeah, I know. Instead of a date, it could be two friends trying to get to know each other better. I could come with you if it would make you feel more comfortable."
"I'll think about it."
"Okay."
After tossing the bag of chocolates back on the table, Beau moved from her position leaning against the side of the couch to sprawling out on top of him. It only took a few elbows to his ribs for Beau to find a comfortable position with the side of her face smashed against his chest. While it wasn't the best position for him, he simply wrapped an arm around her waist and turned his head to watch the movie.
They were only a few minutes into returning their attention to The Breakfast Club when Beau's phone vibrated against his chest. Her surprised gasp was followed by Beau scrambling to sit up with her fingers typing rapidly against the screen. As he struggled to get his air back in his lungs, Caleb pushed up to peek over Beau's shoulder at her phone. She quickly pulled her phone away and held up a hand to stop him.
"What is it?"
Beau took her time to finish what she was doing, then put her phone down and looked him straight in the eye. "Jessie just texted me to ask if you were interested in Fjord because he wants to ask you out, but he's too nervous to do it."
"I... What?"
"We are getting you a boyfriend."
"But Fjord..." While she could have stopped him, Beau let him snatch her phone and look at the series of texts between Jester and Beau. "What am I supposed to do? I made an idiot of myself. I'll do the same thing if he tries to do something."
"All you need to do is agree when he asks."
"Right, but what about you?"
"I'm not interested in Fjord."
He smacked her lightly on the arm with her phone, then handed it over to her. "This means he's not dating Jester, which means you still have a chance. We need to figure out how you're going to ask her out."
"One step at a time. First, we get you in a situation for Fjord to ask you on a date, then we figure out how I ask out Jester."
"Is she going to help with that?"
"Of course. Someone has to be responsible for wrangling Fjord. Let us worry about the details. You just make sure to say yes when he asks."
"I can do that."
While Beau went back to typing away on her phone, Caleb turned his attention to the television to distract him from the emotions welling up in his chest. The teens dancing on the screen were enough to prevent his mind and heart from going a million miles an hour. That didn't stop him from picking nervously at the hem of his pants and shuffling every few seconds in his sleep. When the urge to steal a glance at Beau grew too strong, he reached forward to grab a bag of gummy bears and focused on picking out his favorite flavors.
"Put on the dark purple cardigan that Fjord loves on you. He's about to pull a Say Anything on you."
"What?"
"Cardigan, now. Let's go!"
When Beau forced him off the couch, Caleb barely managed to not completely lose his balance. "This is not how I expected this evening to go. I bought five gallons of ice cream."
"Now, we'll be eating it to celebrate."
"After we figure out how you'll ask Jester out."
"While we figure out how I'll ask Jester out. You, me and your boyfriend."
