"New Students" (Klapollo AU)

Just the Casual "Meeting Your Partner's Parents on the First Date" Date

   Klavier and Apollo sat in the living room, watching some completely silent show about dinosaurs in space who were shooting each other and aliens with lasers. They still sat right next to each other even though the couch did have enough room for them to not have to.

   "What's even going on?" Klavier asked, eyes fixed on the screen.

   "I wish I knew. Clay's the one who recommended this to me, so you know how that goes. We don't have to keep watching this, you know."

   Klavier shrugged. "I know, but I lost the remote a while ago."

   "Oh, do you want help finding it?" Apollo more so suggested than asked. He's the one responsible for them even watching something in the first place. Both of them got up to look.

   "You don't have to. It's not like we use it that often." Apollo started shaking out some blankets they were sitting on while Klavier rummaged through the cushions; both seemed to have ignored Klavier's statement. They just about gave up when music blasted behind them. "Ach-! Found it."

   Looking back at the TV, a mute symbol disappeared. Apollo leaned into Klavier, laughing. "So that's why the show sounded like Clay's love life."

   "Ja, now it sounds like his future love life."

   Apollo flushed red. "What? No! Ew! I do not want to think about that. That's giving him too much credit. Plus he's ace."

   "Unless it's the moon," Klavier countered.

   Apollo groaned, "You remember that?" He sat back down on the couch.

   Klavier joined him. "Unfortunately. The only person I can think of with similarly impossible goals is Daryan, but even then it's not..." he trailed off, snapping. "What's that one song? It was some sort of tune about objects and-"

   Apollo stared at him. "Please don't tell me you listen to that band too."

   Klavier smiled. "Maybe I do, maybe I don't. Jokes aside, I only know of them from Daryan, so you have nothing to fear. Besides your best friend."

   "Good thing we already have a removal plan for him then. Keeps the moon safe for as long as it takes him to learn how to reanimate himself. Do we need one for Daryan too?"

   "Not yet, but I'll keep one in mind."

   Footsteps came from the nearby stairs. "Our parents will be home soon, so I'm starting dinner. Did you want anything specific?" Kristoph asked, being trailed by Vongole.

   Klavier shook his head. "Apollo, is there anything you'd want?"

   "Wha- I'm good! Just whatever is made is good. I don't even know what you guys have." He shot a look to Klavier, which he didn't seem to have noticed. "Uh, thanks for cooking, Kristoph."

   He nodded. "It's no issue, Justice. What are you two watching?"

   Apollo muted the show again, on purpose this time. "Agh- Just some show Clay told me about. You've met Clay, right?"

   "He's the one with the visor, correct?"

   "Oh thank God that's the detail you remembered. Yes, that's him."

   Kristoph looked at the screen from the kitchen. "I can't say I see the appeal of this show. Is there even a plot?"

   Klavier answered, "The t-rex missed the high five so they're fighting each other with lasers, in space." The other two blinked at him. "What? I paid some attention to it."

   "I suppose. Though I fail to see how that makes any logical sense."

   Klavier shrugged. "If Herr Terran enjoys it, I wouldn't expect any less."