To day is Capture the Flag. I'm so excited. We're playing against Christina and Uriah. They still haven't figured out Tobias's method of picking the fast ones. This should be easy.
We walk into the dim, dusty training room, and prepare for another long day. The fight pairings for today are:
Libby vs. Tony
Don vs. Francesca
Connor vs. Blake (that should be interesting)
Gretchen vs. Blaze
Right as I finish writing the pairings, the initiates walk in, half asleep.
We are halfway through the fights, and I'm bored. No wonder Eric said no one can concede. This stuff is boring.
"Next Up, Blake vs. Connor!" I yell, staring at the ring. They step up, and Connor yawns, clearly still asleep.
I walk up to him, and punch him square in the face. he clutches his face with his hands. "What was-" he begins, but I cut him off. "You're in a battle! What if this was real? What if you really had to fight someone? ACT LIKE IT!" I scream, and as I turn, I catch him looking at my butt.
I back up, and backwards knee him where the sun doesn't shine. He cries out in pain, and falls. "Don't look at me like that! I'm married. My eyes are up here!" I say, pointing to my eyes.
"He doesn't have to know." He says, wiggling his eyebrows. Tobias steps out from behind me. "He already does. I'm her husband." He says, in his low, deep, intimidating voice.
Connor looks like he might sh*t his pants. I laugh, and kiss Tobias on the cheek.
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Capture the Flag Time!
We finish choosing our teams:
Here's ours:
Blake
Blaze
Libby
Francesca
We have this game in the bag. We get the orange flag this year, and we hide it in some thick, green bushes behind the Merry-go-round. I decided to climb the Ferris Wheel. Tobias came, too.
It was actually a little easier this year, since I didn't almost fly off. While we're sitting at the top of the Ferris wheel, we hear someone scream something at the initiates.
"YOU GUYS SUCK!!!" I look down and see Uriah. He smiles when he sees us, and waves, his eyes sparkling in the wind. I start randomly shooting people, and I shot Christina in the shoulder, back, and leg. "SHIT!" She screams.
"Who shot me?" She asks, clearly mad. No one answers, so she sighs, and walks away.
As soon as we get into the train, the initiates tell us how crazy we are. "You Wanna be Factionless?" I'm ask Connor, who still won't shut up.
He shakes his head. "Good." I say. We get back to the compound, and I walk to our house. We had Zeke babysit the kids, since we were playing Capture the Flag.
He actually did pretty good... Wait, never mind. There's food all over the floor, 4 Fire Burritos tucked in the belt loops of Zeke's pants, and the kids are wearing shirts and duct tape for diapers.
"EZEKIEL PEDRAD!!! WHAT THE HELL?" Tobias asks. "I was having fun with the kids." He states, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Tell Shauna that you guys are not ready for kids, and leave." Tobias says, pinching the bridge of his nose. We clean up, and go to bed.
"Goodnight, Tobias. I love you." I say. "Goodnight, Tris. I love you too." I smile, and we continue, until we get to Six, and then we go to bed.
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FanfictionWhat if the 'Tracking Device' was actually just a tracking device? What would life be like if everyone was still alive? Four and Tris never got to live the life they should have. But, if the war hadn't happened, would they?