"Y/n! Y/n!" Newt says, violently shaking me awake.
"What's happening?" I ask, dazed and confused.
"You overslept, but we can still make it to breakfast."
"Oh okay." I get up and we walk together to breakfast.
"You're walking too slow, it's pancake day!" Newt exclaims. He grabs my hand and dashes off towards the kitchen, pulling me with him.
"Newt! Slow down!"
We make it to the kitchen, but Newt doesn't let go of my hand. When we get our pancakes from Frypan he looks angry, probably because he thinks he lost the bet. Since we have our trays Newt links his arm with mine instead of holding hands.
"Hey guys," he says when we walk up to our table.
"What? Did Thomas win?" Chuck asks angrily.
The bet would explain why they've been grumpier than usual.
"Chuck!" Minho hits chuck on the arm.
"I don't think I've won yet, unless...?"
Newt unlinks our arms. "No, Tommy, you haven't won the bet. Now can we please talk about something else?"
"Frypans pancakes are burnt," Minho says, attempting to salvage his pancake by picking off the blackened parts.
"They're still better than y/n's," Newt says, laughing.
"Shut up!" I say shoving him. "They weren't that bad."
"Y/n made pancakes?" Thomas asks.
Newt explains how we made pancakes in the kitchen a couple of weeks ago.
"They were great pancakes," I say, defending myself.
"They were even more burnt than these and they were raw in the middle."
"Whatever, it's time for work anyways."
"Okay, love, let's go."
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Lust
Fanfictiony/n (your name) wakes up in the box with her brother, Thomas. She blacks out again and the next thing she knows she's in the glade. Thomas and Newt inform her about how Thomas had been in the glade before, how y/n is the only girl, and other importa...
