Drabble #83
When you're a little bit out of the age range intended for Legoland Billund, you have to make your own adult fun.
Drabble Collection on Ao3
Ship: DenNor (+ Friends)
Human AU/Organized Crime AU
As far as dates went, Lukas couldn’t explain. Sure, it wasn’t exactly a date, since they had their four friends at tow. And it was at Legoland Billund, but the last time he had seen Mathias had been at the fishery of Freyja’s older brother in Iceland. Any time spent together that wasn’t strictly for work reasons was precious and hard to come by these months.
“We’ll go into the haunted house, first thing,” Mathias had promised him last night unprompted. “I think you’ll like that.”
“Hoping that I’ll jump into your arms?” Lukas had asked with a raised eyebrow and the hint of a smile on his lips.
“Psssht.” Mathias snorted. “I just know you like the vibe. But you can of course jump into my arms, should something scare you.”
Right now, Mathias showed him a catalogue of the customizeable minifigure parts one could buy at the store here. He had circled the latest pieces he wanted for his collection.
Out of the corner of his eyes and at the edge of his hearing, he caught a conversation between the rest.
“Don’t you think that we‘re all a little … too old for this?” Ráfi asked.
“Oh Ráfi, relaaax,” Freja said with a smile. “It’s fine to have fun.”
“It’s good even!” Frej backed his sister up. “Not every single day in life has to be spent doing something ‘worthwhile’. A day of kicking back is healthy!” Lukas didn’t know who showed more skin between the two on this summer day.
“I can have fun, thank you very much,” Ráfi said with a small smile. “I didn’t know you like it that much.”
“It’s the best place to pick up single parents,” Freja said and Ráfi’s face fell.
“Wait, is that why you kept going on that dragon ride?”
Lukas looked to Mathias, who was still flipping through the book to find a particular hairstyle piece. The sun brought the freckles in his face out.
“Of course it is!” Freja chuckled and Frej grinned.
“It’s like it is with hunting – you’ve got to know what an animal likes, got to know what personality you’re looking for,” Frej said. “The dads with the primary school kids are about the best, but the safest bets with moms are when they’ve got at least one teenager in there – “
“I’ve grasped the concept, thank you.” Ráfi looked to Trygve. “And you? Enjoying people watching?”
“Immensely.” They looked at them, eyes hidden behind their sunglasses. “But I know that you like a spot of friendly competition, so let’s find a place that engages that, hm?”
Ráfi smiled at their friendly smile.
“Hey Mads!” Freja called. “You’re coming with us?”
“The both of you,” Frej added while his sister rolled her eyes.
“Mads!”
“Huh?” Mathias looked up from the catalogue. “What’s up?”
“Are you two coming with us?” Trygve asked. “Not sure where we’re going yet, but I’m in a mood for a friendly competition.”
“Oh! Cool!” Mads said and looked at Lukas. “I mean …”
“Is this about the Haunted House thing?” he asked him.
“Oh, wanted to go to the haunted house?” Frej asked. “For some dark magic?”
“You can go without us,” Ráfi said and pointedly ignored his comment, as did Lukas. “And we’ll meet later again.”
“But it’s the most fun with everyone!” Freja argued. “We can do one of the pirate things, us against the Norwegians. Doesn’t that sound fun, Mads?”
“Or we can try other teams!” Frej said.
“I mean, it does.” Mathias laughed but looked to Lukas again. “But … I’ve kind of made a promise last night about doing something with Lukas …”
“You’ve sat around the entire morning in the café, I’m sure he can survive not being at your side for fifteen minutes,” Freja said and spared Lukas a sweet, but completely joyless smile.
And no matter how much telling Mathias that the Haunted House thing really wasn’t this big of a deal would play into her hands, he wasn’t playing her game in the first place. And it wasn’t a big deal.
“Isn’t there a thing where you can build your own boat?” Trygve asked, a frown between their brows – what peaked through the blonde curls anyways.
“Dunno?” Frej said.
“Yeah!” Mathias had lit up. “It’s over in the Polar Land, if you mean the one where you build a boat and then race others.”
“I think I mean that one,” Trygve replied.
“You want to play that against Mister Masterbuilder over there?” Freja asked, with a look of disbelief that her brother mirrored.
“I mean, at least that’s a challenge,” Lukas said and glanced at Mathias for a second, to see if the other picked up the compliment.
The corners of his mouth twitched into a smile at Mathias’ beam that tried – and failed – to fake some humility on top of it.
“Of course not!” Trygve replied. “Mathias, you’re not coming. That’s no fair competition and I quite like fair competition.”
Ráfi couldn’t help but chuckle. “Oh, do you now?”
“Certainly, you know me! So, you can’t come, Mathias. Terribly sorry, maybe later.”
“And I don’t think it’s much fun for you to watch,” Ráfi said. “Nor very fair if you came along and helped someone, either.”
“I … I suppose?” Mathias said.
“It’s fine,” Lukas said and grabbed Mathias’ hand. “I’m taking him to the Haunted House while you do that. No big deal.”
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