When Steven saw Connie all dolled up, you could practically see the love hearts floating up into the air as he squealed and circled her in awe. "You're so cute!" He laughed jovially and backed away to get the whole picture. The happy grin dropped into a flirtatious stare as he deepened his tone a little. "I could just eat you up."

She rolled her eyes and put her hand out to stop him from trying. This smolder was purposeful as he tested her strength by carefully and incrementally pushing. "It's the makeup and lights, Steven. It's making you crazy," She giggled.

"No, it's that adorable fucking outfit. You look so beautiful." His gaze finally softened into a soft yearning.

Steven wasn't exactly wrong, the dress was adorable. Connie was normally not one for fluffy dresses, and had turned down a ridiculous amount before one had made a good impression. A white ruffled and collared shirt underneath with poofy sleeves had been a harder sell than the overall skirt. It fanned out too much in her opinion, but she kind of liked looking so cute in the end. They'd put her hair up in a cute high pony, curled her bangs and now she looked like an anime college student. The pure white knee highs, garters and brown Mary Jane's had been her addition to the girls' outfits.

"Steven."

He bit his lip and pined even harder.

"Steven~," She tried in her most sultry tone. Still, he only pouted. "Steven!"

"Fine! I'll wait until after filming is done!" He whined miserably. "Not even a kiss on the cheek?"

She shook her head as sternly as possible. "Starboy, come on. Be a good boy and not mess up my makeup."

"Connie," He politely placed his hands on her hips. "You can't Dom me when you look like a Little. It does not, has not, and will not ever work that way." She gave him a nasty look and he grinned. "You're precious."

"Remind me why you boys get to wear these dapper suits instead of cookie dresses?" She bitterly grumbled. "You didn't even give me a chance to flirt back before you were trying to eat me. How are we gonna survive filming?" Connie realized with a little start that they were swaying, and she was just a couple of inches closer to his lips.

He smiled knowingly at her gaze but shrugged. "I can be respectful. Besides, I look like a cookie too. And this? It's so hot, I'm already drenched in sweat everywhere you can imagine."

"Gross! I do not need details!" She laughed, catching his face before he could go in any further for the kiss he wanted.

"I think being around the others has totally made me just an average guy because I can think of 100 things I could say to make it worse," He humorously told her, again testing her strength. "Just one kiss, please?"

Ugh. He was so drenched in honey she could hardly smell the bullshit of him not surviving without one.

"Make up for Anna Banks again!"

Connie's smile grew. "I wonder what Anna's doing."

Steven giggled. "Knowing those two? They're worshipping her and she's falling for it hard."

"Wardrobe for Jacob!" Greg called, knocking on Steven and Connie's room cautiously. "Are you two at least decent?"

Steven blushed as Connie laughed. "Hi, Mister Universe! You actually give me an out this way." She peeled herself from a sulking Stevens arms and hugged Greg.

"Call me Greg, Connie," He reminded her again. "Alright, we're on in 15 but I wanted to make sure you guys remembered we're starting on the last scene first. It's easier with the sun overhead like that too."

Steven sighed and righted himself. "These are so incredibly hot."

Greg grinned. "Welcome to show business, son. You're going to be hot and sweaty about 80% of the time."

The Savior of the Universe sulked a bit, then broke out into a grin. "You think you could be there for the next one?"

"Of course, kiddo. Which one?" Just from an hour of talking to Alex, the concepts he'd shared for the backlog of music videos he wanted to do for the band were far too grand for him to do alone, but they were amazing.

Steven tipped his head from side to side before he snapped his fingers. "T.H– scratch that," He mumbled, scratching at his chin. Despite it not being anything near an issue, it was still... weird... to admit to his dad that not only was he into guys, but that he was particularly into the guys in his band. "Either King Of My Heart or Paint The Town. Lots of props and editing for the second one, though. Think you can do it?"

Greg laughed and slapped Steven on the back proudly. "Are you kidding? I absolutely nailed Halloweenie: IV."

Anna poked her head in, carefully covering her outfit. "Okay, we gave you enough time to pine over Connie and vice versa. We're ready now!"

Greg chuckled as Steven pretended to mean mug her. "Says you. Your makeup is freshly done."

She beamed. "Not my fault we got in a quickie and you didn't. Oh!" She reddened and stuck her head back out, then tried again. "Hi Greg! I was just grabbing the power couple!"

He belly laughed and waved them out in front of him. These kids were a different breed entirely.

Jasmin and Jacob stepped out at the same time hand in hand with Jacob sporting a shit eating grin. "Gentlemen. You ladies look beautiful."

Jasmin wrinkled her nose. "I hate this so much."

"If I'll live, you will," Connie laughed. "Besides, you're such a cute oreo."

Jasmin's skirt was the same version of Connie's and Anna's. Where Connie's turned into a soft shade of brown and chocolate chips, hers turned into a deep chocolate brown, then white, then back to the cookie. Her hair had been parted and put into two large and fluffy pigtails while the rest of her hair fluffed out around her head. Blue ribbons matched the blue and white lettering across her chest.

Jacob readjusted his jacket smugly. "She's got the creamy filling too. Jazzys the whole package."

They laughed as Jasmin turned scarlet. "Can we talk about anything else please?"

Adam was still internally bitching at the outfit but Anna pinched his cheeks. "You look so fussy."

He glowered. "You're lucky you're adorable, Anna. Really, reaaally lucky."

She tossed a hand his way. "Oh, stop."

"I know this is going to be a controversial subject, but Sugar Cookies are the best kind of cookie for milk," Alex told them as he passed. He couldn't help starting the little arguments, it tickled him too much.

Steven chuffed and twirled Connie. "Are you kidding?! A freshly baked chocolate chip cookie and milk is the best kind of cookie."

Jasmin gestured to her skirt. "I'm milks favorite cookie. Y'all ain't got nothing on me."

"Places in five!"

Jacob very casually leaned back to get a good view of his wife's butt. "Go on along then, I'll catch up."

"You're coming with me, dumbass."

They did a bunch of different versions and takes and tries for the exact same scene for hours. It started off with Steven fucking up the plot by glancing at the girls as he passed.

"Steven!" Alex yelled through a megaphone. "The line is 'I only want the ones who never see me' not 'I only want the ones who ogle me like a doofus'!"

Steven blushed and sighed as Adam laughed at him. "Simp."

"A lot of smack talk for someone who looks like a little cutie pie from up here." Steven pulled him into his chest and swayed. "Hush little goth boy don't you cry–,"

"I hate you so much."

"Boys, can you turn down the gay for just one video? Thats all we ask," Anna giggled after making obnoxious making out sounds in the background with the other girls. "This dress has a lot of little sugar crystals on it and my butt hurts!"

Hazel licked his lips. "From the skirt or–,"

"SHHH!"

Anna's dress was the heaviest no doubt. Someone had taken the time out of their lives to outfit it in a succulent cookie color and sew thousand upon thousands of those little beads on there to emulate the sugar on a cookie. Her dress had more poof to it than the others because of the extra weight. Her normally straight blonde hair was curled so much she looked like a poster girl.

"Cute girl says I have to stop being gay," Steven told Adam as they walked past again, careful to maneuver around the extras that were milling about.

"Good luck with that. I wish you the best."

Hazel chortled. "You guys have the weirdest dynamic. It's really, really gay in here."

They snickered as they reached the end of the hallway with them all tugging at their undershirts. "Is that why it's so muggy in here? It's like Giant Terminal Flirt meets Unamused Goth Boy but they're "roommates"." Jacob spread his arms as he visualized the movie.

Greg chuckled, still a little surprised but intensely satisfied with the life his son has made for himself. "One music video at a time."