OXYTOCIN | EDGAR FROG

Chapter Three.

"Let me through first! I'm starving!"

Y/N scoffed as Sam slapped her hand away from the pizza box, making her slap his hand right back,

"You made me drop the best piece!" he groaned, once again going to grab it.

Y/N giggled,

"Well then don't slap me, asshat!"

Sam Emerson simply rolled his eyes as he grabbed an extra piece of pizza. He sat down at the dinner table, not even letting himself take a breath before he began to chow down on his greasy dinner.

"Jesus, Sammy! Chew your food, you're an animal!" Michael shot at him, but Sam only narrowed his eyes as he continued to practically suck down his food,

Y/N chuckled quietly as she sat down across from Sam at the table, Alan taking the spot next to Sam, and Edgar casually plopping down right next to Y/N. She sent him a small smile as he sat down, and he simply showed her a small nod.

The day hadn't been too eventful for Y/N once again. Sam had went to Edgar and Alan's store while she stayed in, not wanting to face awkward social interaction just yet. She knew she would have to the next day, but that was something to worry about later on.

"Where's your mom?" she asked, taking a small bite of her pizza,

"Ah... she works pretty late. You probably won't be seeing her a lot at night," Michael responded, walking towards the kitchen. Y/N simply took in the response, but didn't comment on it any further. Michael walked back in, walking towards Y/N's spot, "Here ya go, Y/N!"

He placed a bottle of blue cheese right next to her plate, and she clapped her hands together,

"Thank ya, thank ya!" she smiled at the tall boy as she grabbed the blue cheese,

Sam's face grimaced at this,

"I can't believe you like blue cheese... on pizza!" he practically gagged,

"Hey! It's not my fault you don't have good taste in condiments!" she shot back, making Michael chuckle and shake his head as he sat down,

"You literally drench your pizza in ranch! You always have! It's mortifying!"

Y/N stared him down as she poured blue cheese on the side of her plate,

"Does it really look like I care, Sammy?"

"No! You're an animal!"

"Says the one who isn't even chewing on his own damn food!"

Conversations flew around the table between Y/N and the Emerson siblings like birds. The Frog brothers didn't say much obviously, which in some ways... concerned Y/N for some reason. Alan would chime in every so often, but Edgar would just sit, picking at the pepperonis on his pizza.

As Y/N was about to get Sam back for mentioning how disgusting blue cheese was again, a sweet voice interrupted, as well as the front door slamming.

A girl with big, curly, brown hair walked in. She smiled as she saw Michael,

"Sorry I'm late! I had to drop Laddie off at his parents house!" she apologized as she leaned down to kiss Michael on his cheek. The boy smiled, turning his head to peck her on the lips.