♪ Y/n pov ♪
After we left the hotel, we hopped into the Twinkie and sped off to our next location, which was the impound lot, to collect the drone that we so desperately needed.
My brother was trying to convince Pope that what we're doing is not bad.
"Pope, we're not stealing the drone. We're just borrowing it for a bit.", he stated plainly.
"Humans are the only animal who can't tell fantasy from reality.", Pope quoted.
"Did you come up with that?", asked John B.
"No, it was some old guy. His name was Albert something.", I muttered.
"Albert Bernstein came up with that. Good try, (Y/n).", he approved, "It applies to this whole treasure-hunting thing.", he stated.
"Oh.", John B groaned.
"So, which is it? Fantasy or reality?", Pope asked seriously.
"It's a realistic fantasy. Sure it may seem impossible to achieve at first but we could get this gold.", I stated confidently.
"Why are you so weird, Pope?", JJ asked curiously with a curious pout on his face.
"It's fantasy, but possible reality.", Kie said.
"Boom, fantastic reality.", I exclaimed calmly.
"Reality.", John B said sternly.
"Virtual reality.", JJ joked as he placed a blunt to his lips and attempted to light it, causing me to pull it away from his mouth, leading him to glare at me.
"We need to keep the signal clear, stupidass.", I insulted him sternly.
"Oh, so now you wanna talk to me, princess?! Isn't that fan-fucking-tastic!", JJ complained.
"If you two don't stop arguing, I'll murder you myself.", Pope snapped.
"You know what your problem is, Pope?", JJ asked seriously.
"You?", Pope asked sternly.
"No! It's that you need to relax, man. You're too tense.", JJ declared.
"I'm not too tense.", stated Pope as he shrugged his shoulders.
"And I know the perfect person to help you out.", JJ stated.
'What does he think he's gonna do? No... this asshole.', I thought to myself.
"(Y/n) will. She helped me out last night. I'm sure she'd be happy to help you out as well like the slut she is.", he suggested with a smirk on his face.
That fucking asshole. I slapped him after his last sentence.
"Aw, did the princess get her feelings hurt? Too bad.", he joked as I grabbed him viciously by the chin.
"Don't think for a second that this is over, you fucking asshole.", I spat angrily as I stared into his eyes before rapidly letting him go.
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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)
