(Tendou Satori is the cover for this chapter because I love him <3)
♪ Y/n pov ♪
I watched John B as he stared out of the chicken coop, keeping an eye on the two groupers as they walked outside his house with boxes of research. The rooster kept crowing, which made his anxiety rise.
"Do something, Pope. Shut him up.", quietly commanded JJ.
"Please.", I begged.
"What do you guys want me to do?", frantically asked Pope.
"Pet it or something. Talk to it. I don't know.", frantically whispered Kie.
The rooster clucked, gaining the attention of the smaller grouper.
"You do something, (Y/n).", snapped Pope.
"Hell no. JJ, you do something about the chicken, please.", I frantically whispered to JJ.
We watched as JJ quietly scrambled to the chicken. He grabbed it, grunting, he broke its neck. I shuddered as I heard the sickening crack.
Kie and I whimpered in fear as we heard the footsteps approach. I watched as John B held her hand to show her comfort.
'Jeez, I wish someone would hold my hand but no, he's holding the fucking chicken instead.', I thought to myself.
We waited for the footsteps to go away. Once we were sure that the square groupers drove away, we ran to the Twinkie and John B drove us to our next destination.
"I mean, it's obvious, right? A family heirloom. What better place to hide a message? He had to know it was gonna get back to me, right?", John B theorized.
"Yeah, it's possible.", said Kie as she agreed with John B.
"It could also be possible that you're concocting wild theories to help, you know, deal with your sad feels.", said Pope.
"Pope?", annoyingly asked John B.
"Bro, you know how I process my sad feels? Dank nugs and the sickest of ickies, that's how I do it.", calmly said JJ.
"I'm not concocting, okay? My dad is trying to give me a message.", said John B.
"If it helps you believe, John B.", reassuringly says Kie.
"Look, I-I don't need a therapy session, okay? Look, I'm not trippin' out.", snapped John B.
"It's okay to trip, bro, but--", said JJ.
"Yeah, what boy wonder said.", I said, agreeing with JJ.
"Look, my--my dad is missing, okay? Missing. You don't know what it's like to have the person closest to you vanish and then have no answers to what happened. Just wake up wondering...", trailed off John B.
'What if my dad is missing, too? I mean, he's probably not dead either. Although, it's kinda weird that my dad and John B's dad went missing at the same time.', I thought to myself.
"It's been almost a year.", calmly stated Kie.
"Yeah. He could have been kidnapped. That's definitely a possibility.", stated JJ.
"Yeah! Or he's just chillin' on his boat somewhere nearby and he'll be back before you know it.", I stated hopefully.
"Yeah, he could be in a Soviet sub getting interrogated by the RGB somewhere.", states Pope.
'Bro, seriously? Kind of a dark thing to think about.', I thought to myself.
"Absolutely. Uh... or Atlantis.", said JJ, trying to lighten up the mood.
"JJ, Atlantis isn't real...", I whispered to him.
"JJ," Kie warned, "look, what do you think the message is?", she asked John B.
"Redfield. Redfield Lighthouse. That's my dad's favorite place.", he said as we drove closer to our destination.
It took us five minutes to arrive there. Six minutes if you count JJ's potty break near the bushes. We got out of the car and waited for John B's instructions.
"Right, so here's what's going to happen: you're gonna post up and look for bogeys, okay?", John B told JJ.
"Hey, (Y/n). Come over here.", Kie demanded nicely.
I softly jogged to her.
"Wait, why me?", JJ asked John B.
"What's up, Kie?", I asked nicely.
"You wanna go with John B into the lighthouse? You haven't talked to him much since you've joined us so this would be a great opportunity to talk to him and you'll get to know him better.", she asked.
"I'm telling you because you're not coming.", deadpanned John B.
"Why?", asked JJ.
"Are you sure you want me to go with him?", I asked worriedly.
"Why else would I ask you? Him and JJ would make a disaster and Pope would warn the absolute shit out of him. Plus, I wanna stay down here to rest my feet for a bit. Go with him, please?", she pleaded with puppy eyes.
"Okay, fine. I'll go with him, Kie.", I agreed reluctantly.
"Because there are independent and dependent variables. You're independent. We don't know what you'll do.", explained Pope.
"Shut up, shut up, bro, just shut up!", snapped JJ.
"Listen to me for a second.", said John B as he called down JJ, "Pope, you'll stand look out with JJ, okay? If we somehow get split up, we'll meet up at JJ's house.", he stated.
"Actually, (Y/n) is going up there with you. I'll stay down here and make sure these two don't bite each other's heads off. Got it? Great.", she confirmed.
"I'm gonna work on my merit scholarship essay and I'm trying to keep felonies down to a minimum.", Pope stated firmly.
"All right, would you just shut up already?", snapped JJ.
John B and I walked closer to the fence, pausing an inch before we jumped over it.
"You ready to do this? I don't want a Kook to get hurt on my watch.", he asked sarcastically.
"As ready as I'll ever be, Pogue king.", I said as I gave him a smirk.
With that, we hopped the fence, unaware of the problems we would hace at the top of the lighthouse tower.
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Boy Wonder
Fanfiction[a JJ Maybanks x f!reader fanfic] [outer banks] [contains swearing, violence, angst and more] (NONE OF THESE CHARACTERS BELONG TO ME, THEY BELONG TO THE WRITERS OF OUTER BANKS AND NETFLIX.) (Story will surround seasons 1-2)
