(A Les Mis/Pacific Rim fic)
Characters: Courfeyrac, Marius, Enjolras, Grantaire, Eponine, Cosette, Feuilly, Bahorel, Jehan. No real pairings.
**possible tw for mention of alcoholism/withdrawal, not in-depth but just in case!**
“Now, in response to your outrageous, unfounded, and flat out libelous accusation,” Courfeyrac began, brandishing a potato he’d speared with his fork, “Romeo would be cleaning up the ocean floor with Brawler had my former co-pilot not so carelessly let himself be chewed upon by a Kaiju last week.”
“Your sensitivity is truly inspiring,” Cosette informed him.
“He’s going to be fine!” Courfeyrac said indignantly. “Don’t try to make me the villain here, Cosette, I’m not the one who tried to eat his arm off.”
“Okay, so, that explains why you suck now,” Eponine interjected. “Why did you suck before?”
“Has everyone met Marius?” Courfeyrac asked loudly.