| - the one - | [newt maze runner]

chapter #29

i would specifically like to say happy pride month to everyone who is part of the LGBTQIA+ community and have followed along ren and her story.
i love you all so much, you are valued and worthy of every good thing that is coming your way <3

self love is important so...
go in front of that mirror and see how gorgeous you truly are, especially in my eyes.

you all have beautiful souls and i appreciate you <3

~ T.W ~

- blood -

- foul language -

- death -

- suicidal thoughts and/or actions -

f l a s b a c k

"shit... shit shit shit shit!" newt heard as he walked into the kitchen in one of the buildings, only to find Ren standing in front of the stove with her back turned away from him.

"and here i thought ren could do no wrong" newt said leaning against the side door frame, and ren let out a breathless laugh as she turned around to face him.

"i just don't understand how fry does this. are scrambled eggs supposed to be wet and sloppy?"

"take a guess." he replied sarcastically.

"hey! at least they are yellow this time and not black, thats an improvement... right?"

"here-" newt said as he got up and walked towards ren "let me help"

"alright, but only because i promised fry i would make breakfast for everyone in the right arm today."

. . .

"i give up! you are impossible to teach love." newt said throwing his hands in the air.

"ugh fine, i wanted to make scrambled eggs, but i guess i have to make pancakes now since you were no help." she said wiggling her finger in his face annoyingly

"if you cant even make eggs -the simplest meal to make, mind you- what makes you think you can make pancakes hmm?"

"i will have you know, my specialty is blueberry pancakes." she said puffing out her chest, as she walked over to the cupboard to pull out flower.

"be my guest, but dont think im having anything you make, i lost all faith in you.'

"your loss"

. . .

hairret, jorge, vince, thomas, brenda, and frypan all headed towards the kitchen in the hopes ren finally made a decent meal and hadn't screwed it up like the last 8 times, but... there hopes were quiet low

ren wasn't much of a cook if you couldn't tell.

but as they neared, the smell of pancakes filled their noses, along with a loud "POOF" and a lot of laughter filling their ears. as they approached the closed door, they all gave each other wary looks before pushing it open, to find a sight they will never forget.