Guys, I'm not gonna be able to update that often in the summer, so bare with me here. This is a short clip before the Disney marathon, it'll be a while until I update.
Tobias' POV
I never realized how hot brownies are until you touch the pan with your bare fingers. Man, I'm such an idiot. Beatrice is still in silent laughter after I picked up the dirty brownies. She stops for a second, then snickers and lets out a parrot laugh. The one that means she's not going to be able to breathe. I try to control my smile, but after she lets out a squawk, I lose it. I let out my most unmanly gorilla screech and laugh with her. All we can do is laugh at each other because of my actions from touching the 1,000 degree pan of brownies right after not turning off the oven. I dropped the brownies and, decided that since it touched the cold floor, they shouldn't be hot... They still were.
"Why- I can't breathe- did you-haha- say that- whew, I'm tearing?" She says, trying to calm herself. Tris sits, holding her sides, fingers spread out to tighten her stomach.
"Because, it's fun to say. Son of a dick biscuit. If you don't stop giggling, I'm gonna shove a brownie down your throat." I say, smirking a bit at her lips trying to cover her mouth.
"I don't giggle, girly girls giggle. You giggle. I chuckle." She says, putting her hand on her throat. I roll my eyes
"Well, I at least admit that I giggle, even though it took my dignity." I put my hand over my heart and pout. Beatrice laughs and jumps off the counter, and pushes my shoulder. I gasp and grab a brownie before she can think and shove it in her mouth, her eyes widen. She chews since spitting isn't an option, I grabbed the corner brownie which has fudge in it. She doesn't show any emotion on her face, but her hands are clenching her shirt and her toes are curling and wiggling.
After she swallows, she looks at me dead in the eye and says, "Mmm, bleach," and laughs. I let out a chuckle while getting a brownie. I look at Tris, who is busy putting goldfish on her brownie, the extras, and start to take out the whipped cream. I smile like the Grinch, already aiming at Tris before she even knows I'm four feet in front of her.
"Tobias don't you dare." She says in a serious voice. All I do is smirk and tilt my finger.
Again, sorry guys but I'm gonna be pretty busy this summer, and I'm gonna try my hardest to update frequently this story and Making Banana Pancakes (no, I have not stopped writing it.) And also, I hope you guys have a great summer!
~Mrs. Waters-Eaton