Road To Us || Porco Galliard

⤜Chapter Three⤛

"Dude what the hell?"

You guys were finally on your way after Marcel's detour to get smoothies. You slurped happily on the drink, happy
with Marcel's choice. With music still blaring, you drove through the mountains with the windows down, hair tangled and whipped around. You had a pair of sunglasses perched on your nose as the sun was bright and blinding.
"You know, you have a pretty good taste in music." You looked into your rear view mirror and saw Porco looking right back at you. His usually pushed back blonde hair was messed up and falling over his forehead in strands. His eyes shone with the light of the sun. It was quite mesmerising and you found yourself unable to look away.

"(Y/n)! Please focus on driving. You can gawk at my brother later." Marcel lightly hit you in the head causing you to jump slightly and smile apologetically.  Faint laughter could be heard from the back.
"You're a bit of a moron." Porco was leaning over the console, faintest smile playing on his lips. You huffed playfully and Marcel let out a laugh.
"Oh yeah, she's such a clumsy person." You looked at him with a playful glare and he grinned even wider.
"Oh my gosh do you remember that time in art and you were holding all the paint stuff and you literally tripped on air?" You blushed and looked away, a little embarrassed.
"Yeah and then you ran over, trying to help me, and you slipped and fell in the paint along with Reiner."  You shot back, giggling slightly from the memory or the boys slipping around in paint.
"Hang on. I remember you coming home covered in paint one time. And you said that someone pushed you." Porco was snickering, making you giggle and Marcel's face to glow pink. 
"Okay what about at our formal? You were crown prom princess, and you tripped on you way up and Zeke had to help you up." Marcel fired back at you.
"Hahaha! I remember that! You were the girl you tripped!"
"Noooo!" You cried out, banging your head on the steering wheel.
The boys laughed at your misery and you glared at them.
"Don't forget who's driving the car." You said threateningly. They ceased their laughed and straightened up. Porco cleared his throat, and looked around, eyes avoiding meeting his brother's. But they did. And they had another laughing fit, making you whine. 

It was nearing the middle of the day, and you and the two men were still sharing embarrassing stories about each other when Marcel's phone started ringing.
"Hi Colt."
Marcel continued to talk to him with you guys only hearing one side of the conversation. Porco looked at you and you shrugged having no idea what was going on.
"Say (n/n), how much longer till we get to the waterfall?" Marcel held the phone down and asked. You bummed in thought for a moment before replying.
"We'll be there by 1pm?"
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The further you went the more lush and vibrantly green everything was. It was gorgeous and picturesque. And hot. It was swelteringly hot. The windows in the car were up and the air conditioning was on full blast.
"Dearest brother, will you please pass me a drink from the esky?"
"What do you want?"
"I don't know... a coke or something?"
"God you're so difficult."
"Oh my gosh just give me a drink."
Porco groaned and dug around in the esky for a drink. Passing it over to Marcel he glared at you.
"Want one too princess?" You smiled apologetically.
"There should be a bottle of apple juice in there. I'll have that if there's no problem." You replied, small smile still on your face.
He nodded and went back to digging. He passed the bottle over and you thanked him, placing the bottle between your thighs and trying to open it with one hand and drive with the other. Trying.
A hand reached out and snatched it up. Before you could protest , he handed it back opened for you.
"Thanks Porco!" You smiled back at him to which he slightly lifted the corners of his mouth before looking away. You turned back to the road and drank your apple juice happily.
Marcel watched the two of you with narrowed eyes and tapped away furiously on his phone.

Colt's POV
"Reiner. Reiner. Rainer. Retainer. Refrainer. Refrigerator. Retaliator. Rein-"
"What?!" He looked at me, obviously annoyed and distressed. I narrowed my eyes and shrugged.
"Nothing."
I could hear him grumble quietly, muttering something about boiling teeth and scraping out eyeballs. I turned back to my phone to call Marcel. I might get some entertainment out of it and also figure out when we were due to arrive at the waterfall.
When he picked up I immediately got into conversation, desperate for someone to talk to.
"Did you see the cow earlier? Yeah the one that like stared at you when you drove past?" He asked.
"No?! What?"
"For real it looked like it was staring into your souls or something."
"Hahaha I'd love to see that."
"I'll send you a pic."
"Sweet! Also, what time do you think we'll be there?" There was a pause on the other line as I presume he was asking (n/n) how much longer we had.
"It's like 12 now, so like an hour." He replied and I let out a whoop.
"Thanks! Bye see you in an hour."
"See ya!"
We hung up and I grinned at Reiner, causing him to grimace back.
"Don't worry Reiner man, just an hour left." I swear I could see his soul leave his body as he rested his head in the steering wheel for a moment. I sighed, turning to look out the window. A couple of minutes had passed when my phone buzzed with a text.

Marcel 🤑
Bro wtf I-
Porco and (n/n) are like
Getting along really well.
Like he actually smiled at her and he's known her for less than 24 hours. 🤯🤯🤯

Colt🥳
Ayo what? That's wack.

Marcel🤑
Ikr?! I'm terrified!

Colt🥳
She's so sweet and warm that she melted straight through him. And he like makes Antarctica look like the Sahara Desert.

Marcel🤑
Lmaooo 🤣🤣
But fr imagine how much nicer he'd be if they became closer.

Colt🥳
Omg yes. He wouldn't bully me. But also please stop using 🤣. You look like a basic white girl.

Marcel🤑
Ouch. Bye then.

Colt🥳
Wait I'm sorry
Please don't go
I'll be lonely 😖
Reiner doesn't talk to me
Please
Marcel
I love you bro
Please
Marcel?
Seen 12:20pm

I sighed and turned off my phone. I knew he wasn't actually made at me. I hoped. I decided to share my newfound knowledge with Reiner.
"Guess what?"
"What is it Colt?"
"Okay so apparently Porco has a soft spot for our little (y/n)." I snickered as he scoffed in disbelief.
"Porco being nice to someone? Thats the equivalent to the world ending."
"Oof that's mean. But true. But no Marcel said it himself." At this he raised his eyebrows.
"Huh. Well... we'll see how it goes I suppose." He nodded faintly and stroked his chin. I quickly snapped a pic and replied.
"That rhymed."
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