{McPriceley} (Finished)

Turning Around

(Kevin's POV)

"Kevin! I need your tallness!" Connor shouted from the kitchen.

I walked over and stood next to him, "What is it?"

"I can't reach the cupboard up there, I need the flour," Connor gestured up to the cupboard.

I quickly wrapped my arms around Connor and lifted him up so he could reach the cupboard, "Omgosh! What are you doing, I'm gonna fall!"

"You said you couldn't reach the cupboard, I'm just helping you out. And I promise I won't drop you," I grinned.

Connor quickly took the flour from the cupboard and glared down at me, "You know you could've just gotten the flour for me."

"Yea I could have but what fun would that be?" Connor rolled his eyes but I could see a slight grin on his face, "What so you need that for anyway?" I asked, gently setting Connor onto the floor.

"I'm baking cupcakes," Connor said as he measured the flour.

"Connor, it's nine am, why are you baking cupcakes now?"

"It's Nabulungi's birthday today and I told Arnold I would make cupcakes to celebrate... and so Arnold wouldn't burn the whole place down trying to bake them himself. I don't want a repeat of the poptart disaster of last week."

I couldn't help but laugh remembering the 'poptart disaster.' Arnold tried to toast poptarts and somehow managed to set them on fire, ruining the toaster in the process, "Yeah, Arnold's a great friend and all but baking isn't exactly his strong suit."

"Which is exactly why I'm baking these cupcakes," Connor said, mixing his bowl of ingredients together​.

"Hey best friend!" Arnold shouted as he entered the room, "Wanna go with me to get Neil Patrick Harris?"

I glanced at Connor who's eyes were beginning to water as he desperately tried to hold in his laughter. I mean I can't blame him for wanting to laugh, how the hell did Arnold go from 'Nabulungi' to 'Neil Patrick Harris?'

"Sure thing buddy," it had been a while since the whole disaster with the general so everyone wasn't as afraid of leaving the mission hut anymore.

Arnold pulled me to the door and I quickly waved goodbye to Connor before we left.

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(Connor's POV)

"These are wonderful Elder McKinley, thank you," Nabulungi smiled, taking another bite of her cupcake.

"No problem," I grinned, taking a cupcake for myself, "Oh and just 'Connor' is fine."

"Oh so you're the one Elder Price kept talking about on the way here," Naba said.

I let out a nervous laugh, unsure of what Kevin had said and if Naba knows that we're together, "Well, you know, A-Arnold talks about you a lot too."

Naba easily picked up on my nervousness and she smiled, "Finally, someone I can talk about cute boys with!"

I can't believe she put two and two together that quickly, unless Kevin said something blatantly obvious to her earlier. I couldn't help but smile back, Naba's happiness was contagious. I haven't had many people in my life that have accepted me for me and Naba just immediately accepted me. Why can't most people be like that?

"Really?" I asked.

"Of course! I've never had a friend to talk about boys with!"

"Neither have I!" I've only talked to Chris about Kevin a few times but he hardly ever talked about James.

Arnold called Naba from the living room, well technically he called her 'Nasonex' but nobody bothered to correct him anymore, "Bye Connor, see you later!" Naba called and practically ran towards Arnold.

"Bye!" I smiled and sipped the coffee Kevin brought me on his way back to the mission hut.

I walked to the living room and sat on the couch next to Kevin, who immediately wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer to him. I rested my head on his shoulder, a stupid grin still plastered across my face. I just can't help it, things are finally turning around.

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