Aquaria X Miz Cracker - A New Kind of Love

Chapter 1 - The Beginning

Aquaria's POV:
Tuesday morning. Again.
After winning RuPaul's Drag Race over 2 years ago, my life had changed for the better. I was constantly busy; everyday was photo shoots, gigs, cameos, interviews, etc. I felt almost stuck in a washing machine, going round and round. I'm not allowed to complain though, I have every queens dream.

So it's no surprise when the phone rings, I have little energy to pick it up. Aquaria, come do another photo shoot. Aquaria, there's a gig we want you to do in New York. Aquaria...Aquaria. My manager, Chrissy, wakes me from the train of thought. "Gio, you there? This is important!" Scratching the back of my neck, hot in the New York sun, I answer a feeble "yeah?". I can hear Chrissy's sigh of exasperation down the phone. "Gio, I got good news. I've been asked if you want to participate in a worldwide tour with drag race alumni, starting in a month or so". My mouth almost dropped to my apartment floor. A tour...I hadn't done a tour in ages. And with my drag race friends! I scrambled up and forced my voiced to carry more excitement, yet it came naturally. "Yes! Yes, omg, yes!" Chrissy laughed at the sound of old Aquaria.

"That's great! I'm so proud of you, Gio. I'll email a list of things you need to do. I've got to go now but I'll be in touch soon. I've got to call Katelyn about Miz Cracker..."

Miz Cracker. Her name arrived with a wave of unfamiliar emotion. I swallowed, my heart thumping. "Miz Cracker? Is Cracker gonna be on the tour...?" I couldn't help myself. Chrissy sounded surprised at my change in tone. "Yes, I'm pretty sure. Funny, I think Katelyn mentioned her talking about you as well..."

Miz Cracker, talking about me? I lied down on the couch, staring at the ceiling, a new kind of love pulling me up towards sky...

Miz Cracker's POV:
I rushed round the studio, throwing item after item in a pink suitcase that already looked fit to burst. "Katelynnnnn!!" I yelled over Madonna being played in the background. "Where's my pink leotard??"
"Which one?" She called back, triggering laughter from both of us. "The sparkly one! I need it for the tour!" Mountains of drag garments surrounded me, yet I was sure I didn't have enough. Sorting through them, I groaned at the tiny piece of fabric that I once called my leotard. The other part was missing. I rustled again through the lucky dip until I pulled out...a glitter black top?

Frowning, upon inspection I realised this was Aquaria's. I must've borrowed it back on season 10 and forgotten to give it to her. Turning around to make sure Katelyn wasn't watching, I buried my head in the garment. All I could smell was hairspray, perfume...and there it was, the tiny ounce of smell that was very clearly...Aquaria. God, I missed it. I missed him. Occasionally, I saw him around New York, but less and less. He was moving onto bigger and better things. I pulled out my phone. The last text I had from him was almost six months ago. I clutched the garment to my chest, like a child with a doll.

"Cracker! Found it!" I stuffed the garment quickly into my back pocket. "Coming!" Throughout the packing all I could think of is Aquaria, Aquaria, Aquaria...I might see him again...