Fandom One-Shots

Loathing- A Gally One-Shot

     Ever since she had arrived at the Glade, Amber was pretty well accepted. Except by Gally. She could never figure out why, but he just seemed to hate her. It all worked out though, because she hated him back.

     "Amber?" Newt called. She turned around and looked over at him. "Can you go ask Gally for those tools we need from the Builders?"

     "You're kidding me, right? I have to go talk to the almighty Captain Gally? Oh, yay," she replied with a dull expression.

     "Come on, just go. He's not that bad," Newt urged.

     "Ugh, fine," Amber replied, grudgingly. She trudged over to the Builders to talk to Gally. "Hey, um, Gally?"

     "Yeah, what's u- oh. It's you," he sneered, turning around. "What do you want?"

     "Newt wants the gardening tools," she said, simply.

     "Fine. I'll get them. You stay here," he ordered, walking over to go retrieve the tools. Amber rolled her eyes, trying to contain her distemper. "Here," he said, shoving them into her hands.

     Just as she was going to leave, she shouted at Gally's retreating back. "What's your problem with me? What did I ever do to you?"

     "You seriously don't get it, do you, slinthead?" he asked. Amber shook her head with a thousand questions running through her head. "You just drive me insane! Everyday you talk to every other guy in the whole shucking Glade and it drives me crazy because I want to be anyone of them. You still don't get it? I love you, Amber, but you could chose any other guy here, and it makes me so mad that that guy won't be m-"

     Gally's ranting was cut short by Amber's lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and his were around her waist. All of the past hatred faded away in those brief seconds. Everything was perfect right then, until someone cleared their throat.

     "Uh, do you have the tools?" Newt asked, awkwardly, shifting his weight from foot to foot. His face was a deep shade of crimson, which caused Amber to giggle.

     Gally took his hands off of her, and handed the stuff to Newt. "Uh, um, uh, y-yeah. Here you go."

     "See you later," Amber whispered, kissing Gally on the cheek with a wink.

     "Uh, yeah," he replied, blushing, kissing her again. From that day on, no one hated Amber, however many people were against her choice of a boyfriend. But she loved him, and that was all that mattered to the two of them.