...In a land far away. A Hellbent story.

Shit.

              Not to long latter they finish and come out of the booth, Hellbent comes out last and notices (Y/N)s eyes on him. He shifts awkwardly then snaps.

"The hell are you looking at?"

"Huh? Oh nothing." (Y/N) smiles. Dolan then claps his hands loudly.

"Alright let's get some grub!" Everyone agrees and the five of them head off to the nearest diner.

Everyone settles in somehow Hellbent landed right next (Y/N). After ordering, the conversation swiftly rose to life. Hellbent fidgets a little bored with waiting then takes his chance and casually flicks a straw wrapper at (Y/N) while she's talking to Melissa. With that simple act the war has be gone. Hellbent and (Y/N) goes on like this for a short while until (Y/N) shifts topics with a question to Shima and Melissa. Hellbent who couldn't careless shifts focus as well and ends up staring out a window, only snapped out of it when food arrives. Delighted he stares at his meal that is until the clank of the salt and pepper emit a sound through the air. A devious look grows in his eyes as he glances up to see Dolan holding them. He emedeantly tenses up. 'Oh dear god please no!' He thinks repetitively. It's almost slow motion as Dolan tilts both shakers together. Hellbent clenches his teeth as the pepper and salt blanket Dolans plate. Dolan sits there looking at his plate. Slowly he looks up betrail clouding his eyes. Without thinking, Hellbent and (Y/N) quickly point at one another and yell in unison. "That one did it!!" All while keeping eye contact with Dolan. He replys simply by dropping his shoulders with a sigh.

"Haha vary funny but how about this? You both have to work on a clab video, I don't know about what so have fun figuring that out." Dolan smiles. Hellbent growls quietly and looks at (Y/N) while Dolan asks for a new plate.

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