"Aunt Gina told me to never eat ice-cream before dinner," Dean said, tugging lightly on Newt's hand. Dean looked over at me with wide eyes. "Are we breaking the rules?"
"We're not breaking them," I said slowly. "We're bending them. This is your dinner, so technically you're not doing anything wrong."
Dean's eyes widened. They were the same color as Newt's. "Ice-cream for dinner? Can we do that?"
Newt bit his lip. "Just don't tell Aunt Gina," he said.
Dean's eyes were still wide as he nodded enthusiastically, letting go of Newt's hand and raising his arms at me in the universal sign of 'pick me up, please.' Newt's eyes were just as shocked as mine as I bent down to pick him up, attaching him to my hip as he began scanning the different flavors of ice-cream.
"Can I get sprinkles?" He whispered in my ear.
I nodded seriously at him. "You can get sprinkles and chocolate syrup," I said.
"Really?" Dean asked, squirming in my arms excitedly.
I laughed. The similarities between him and his brother were truly uncanny.
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unlucky (newtmas)
Fanfiction"I take back every nice thing I ever said to you," I said. My head fell to the table with a thud. "Sorry, I have a no-return policy," Newt replied. "All of your sweet-nothing's have already been stored in the bank." "I'll burn the bank down." The t...
