Fictional Ppl x reader

Copying Mr. Amphibian (Newtxreader)

"Newt"

"Newtie"

"Mr. Amphibian!!!"

My best friend groans and turns around, leaning against his shovel, "Yes, (Y/N)?" He says, trying to look mad.

He hates when I call him that, Mr. Amphibian, but ever since I found out his name, the animal is the first thing I thought of and it stuck. He seems to hate it, but that only gives me reason to keep using it.

I give him an innocent smile, "Watcha doing?" I ask with a ten year old voice. I'm usually mature, believe it or not, but around Newt, I let the tough guy act go and act more my age. Okay, maybe a little younger.

"Work, which you should also be doing", he responds, tossing me an extra shovel and he gets back to work. I leave him alone for a few minutes before I get an idea.

"Mr. Amphibian"

He ignores me.

"Mr. Amphibian", I say in a higher pitched voice.

Nothing.

I continue calling him until he lets out a load groan and looks at me, "What?!"

"What?!", I mimic, copying him. He raises an eyebrow.

"Are you copying me?", he asks.

"Are you copying me?", I repeat copying his British accent as well. He narrows his eyes, pointing a finger at me.

"Stop"

"Stop"

"(Y/N) I'm serious"

"(Y/N) I'm serious"

"Argh!"

"Argh!"

This goes on for a minute longer before the lunch bell rings and Newt lets out a sigh of relief, "Thank Bloody God!"

"Thank Bloody God!", you copy. He walks as quickly as he can with his limp to Frypan's food line. After grabbing our grub, we sit at our usual table.

"Are you done copying me?", Newt says hopefully. I smile at him.

"Are you done copying me?" His hope vanishes and he eats his food without a word. The rest of the Greenies around us chuckle, wondering exactly what is going on.

Later, during break, I find Newt under a tree and I skip over. He sees me and rests his head back on the trunk, beyond annoyed at my form of entertainment.

He says nothing knowing the outcome.

"Mr. Amphibian, I'm done", I announce and he smiles in relief, "Really?"

"Nope!", then I slip back into my fake British accent, "Really?"

He sighs and sits up straight, "That's it" He places his hands on each of my cheeks and places his lips onto mine. My eyes widen greatly and I have no time to react before he breaks apart and gets up, walking away.

I sit there stunned, processing what just happened. Needless to say, I shut up for the rest of the day much to the happiness of Newt.

(A/N): sorry if this sucked it was more of a filler imagine anyway if you have any requests be sure to pm me or list them in the comments