I'd like to thank all of you for your reviews, it's really nice to see what people think of your stories. Oh, and Emily Coleman- Zeke and Uriah's cooler way awesomer older not pansycake sister- say hi to Uri and Zeke for me, will you :D
"Oh gosh… Fine." Christina agrees and calls her mother.
"Mom? Yeah, listen, I… I gotta tell you something… You might be really mad when you hear this but… I'm kinda sorta pregnant…"
"CHRISTINA, WE HAVE TALKED ABOUT THIS! I told you what those Dauntless boys are like, but NO, CHRISTINA IS SMART ENOUGH TO MAKE HER OWN DECISIONS! And now look at you!"
Everyone had to try really hard to contain their laughter.
"Start crying a little!" Uriah says.
Christina gives him a thumbs up. "I'm so sorry, mummy! I… I just… I thought you would understand! You don't love me!" she pretends to sob.
"Of course I love you, don't be stupid. Now, who's the incredibly irresponsible boy who got my little girl pregnant?"
"It's this boy named Will, in fact, he is here right now, why don't you talk to him?" Christina says giving Will the phone.
Will is angry at Christina, but the others are very amused.
"Hello?"
"You little bastard, you got my little girl PREGNANT! SHE'S ONLY 16, SHE DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO BE A MOTHER, SHE IS NOT PREPARED TO CARRY A KID AROUND FOR 9 MONTHS AND THEN RAISE IT TO BE A GOOD HEALTY PERSON! YOU ARE A SICK, SICK LITTLE MAN, I COUNT ON YOU TO GIVE MY LITTLE GIRL EVERYTHING SHE WANTS! DO YOU HEAR ME?"
"The whole Dauntless compound hears you, ma'am."
"Don't you sass me mister! Now I expect you to apologize to Christina 'cause her being pregnant is all your fault and you BETTER work this out! Sick little man you are…"
"Understood ma'am. Now, Christina over here wants to tell you something…"
"Mom?"
"Yes sweetie?"
"I'm not really pregnant…"
"WHAT? SO I JUST YELLED AT THAT POOR, POOR BOY FOR NO REASON? WE DID NOT RAISE YOU TO BE THIS CHEATING, LYING OBNOXIOUS GIRL WHO LIES TO HER OWN MOTHER! WE'RE GONNA HAVE A SERIOUS TALK ABOUT THIS-" Christina's mother continues talking, but Christina quiets the phone down so only she can hear her and leaves the room. Everybody laughs.
"Well that was fun!" Lynn says.
After Christina has that long talk with her mother about how lying is the worst thing you can do, they continue the game.
"Ok, Four, Candor or Dauntless?"
"Dauntless"
"Call somebody pretending you're a foreign man selling wildflowers!"
"Oh god… I'll look so stupid… what the hell, it's not like they know it's me!" says Four and takes his phone and types in a random series of numbers.
"Hello?"
"Hello! Do you wants to buy wildflowers?" he says with a heavy European accent.
"Wildflowers? What kind do you have?"
"Kind? Very beautiful, sir! Very beautiful! We have… we have yellow and red and blue. Many, many colors!"
"How much are they?"
Huh, Four finds himself in quite a pickle. "Guys, he's interested! What do I do?"
"Tell him they're very expensive!" Grace whispers.
"Yes, yes- price. Price is very affordable. It is hundred dollars-"
"A hundred dollars? Whoa, that's a little expensive!"
"You still want to buy it- yes, no?"
"No, no. No, thank you,"
"But, sir! The flowers- it's very beautiful!"
"Four, quick, put it on speaker!" says Grace.
"I'm sorry, I really can't afford those flowers."
"Doesn't 'sir' sound a little familiar to you?" Tris whispers to Christina, copying Four's fake accent on the word sir.
"You're right! We know that person, for sure!"
"Ok, well, goodbye." Sir says, obviously irritated by Four's "accent".
"NO! Sir, you didn't let me finish! We sell also… fridges! Yes, yes! Very reasonable… how do you say- prices? Very! Yes!"
"I'm sorry I'm not interested."
"But wait a second! I have a very much good deal for you! Yes, yes! How do you say… 200 dollars, ha? Yes, no?"
"Yeah, I'm hanging up now."
"But no, sir! Wait, just one more thing!"
"Fine."
"How do you like to charm your special lady, ha?"
"Keep talking…"
"Man, this guy's naïve!" Christina whispers.
"I think I know who "this guy" is! It's Edward!" Tris concludes.
"You're right! We gotta tell Four!"
"Four! It's Edward on the phone! Edward the initiate!" Tris says as quietly as she can.
"Oh, well, you sir, are about to become a ladies man! Am I right, yes no?" Four continues.
"Ok…" Edward says suspiciously.
"I have very special perfume for you, ha? And I'm also, how do you say, psychic! Yes, yes, I can say the future! I will say, you will have a good future, ha? And also I know your name!"
"Oh for god's sake you can't just know my name!"
"Edward, is it?"
"H-h-ow did you- Ok, who is this? Al? Will? Uriah?"
"You forgot Four, yes no?"
Four finally hangs up and everybody bursts into laughter.
"So, Al- Candor or Dauntless?"
"Um… Dauntless."
"Play Wed, Bed, Dead with… Marlene, Shauna and Lauren!"
"Um… Probably wed Marlene- sorry, Uriah- because she's the only one who's not older than me. Bed Lauren and dead Shauna- sorry Shauna!"
"It's OK!"
"Lauren, Candor or Dauntless?"
"Daun… Candor."
"What was your old faction?"
Lauren says something so quietly, even Peter who's sitting next to her can't hear it.
"What was that, Lauren?"
"Amity. I was Amity."
"No way! Not even I knew that and I saw you jump into the net. You weren't even dressed like Amity!" Martine says.
"Yeah, well I killed somebody on the train and switched clothes with him!"
"No, seriously, what did you do?"
"Long story, maybe for some other Candor question."
"Speaking of some other time, I think we should go home…" Tris says.
"No! Stay!" Uriah insists.
"Actually, I think I'll go, too. I have responsibilities," Martine agrees.
"Me too. And I don't like any of you," Eric adds.
"Same here!" says Peter.
"I think we should all go. But, hey, maybe we can repeat this tomorrow night?" Four suggests.
"Definitely! How's eight o'clock, my place?" Zeke asks.
Mostly everyone agrees.
"Can I come, too?" Lauren asks.
"Of course! We'll wanna know more about the mystery of an Amity girl's switched outfit!" Zeke replies.
"Yeah, you won't see us tomorrow again…" Eric says.
"Why not? I think you, Buzzkill and Peter made a great addition to our little dream team!"
"Oh, I'll come. Beats having Drew walk behind me everywhere I go. All the time. Stupid sidekick…" Peter says.
"How 'bout you two?"
"I… don't know. I think I trust my sister to be here with you. And I'm not really for this type of games…"
"Yeah and I really just don't like you guys."
"Oh, come on!" Uriah begs.
"Don't, please. We don't like having them- well, him here, remember?" Zeke tells him.
"Oh, if that's so then I'll come tomorrow!" Eric decides and walks out of the apartment with an evil grin on his face.
"So, Buzzkill?" Uriah asks.
"Sure, why not."
"Hurray!"
"We have a deal then?" Zeke claps his hands.
"Yes!" the guests agree.
"Good. See you tomorrow, party peeps! And goodnight!"
The next day, everybody gathered at Uriah's apartment to play truth or dare again.
"Ok! Who should start?" Uriah asks.
"I wanna start!" Christina says raising her hand as if she was in school.
"Ok!"
"Let's see… Peter! Candor or Dauntless?"
"Dauntless"
"Go to another room, put on blindfolds while we pick somebody from the room to slow dance with you."
"Seriously?"
"Come on!"
Peter sighs. "Fine."
"Great! Uriah, go get him blindfolds!"
And while Uriah is getting Peter his blindfolds, the other guys have to pick somebody to dance with him.
"Who wants to go dance with him?" Christina whispers so Peter doesn't overhear anything.
"Nobody! Just pick someone random!" Lynn says.
"Fine… Buzkill, you will go dance with Peter!"
"What? Why me?" Martine objects.
"Because I picked you. Now, just some basic instructions: Be quiet. Do not say a word, otherwise he'll recognize you too fast. We want him to be surprised when he puts his blindfolds off. Understood?"
"Sure." Martine sighs.
"You can come in now!" Christina yells to Peter and Uriah. While Peter is trying to find Martine, he steps on Shauna's hand by accident. Or on purpose, we never know.
Uriah starts playing classical music on his phone.
They starts slow dancing clumsily and Peter steps on Martine's foot. While the others are laughing, Martine does not seem too happy.
"Who dances like this?!" Peter complaints.
"Don't complaint Peter, your partner's doing a great job. It's you that keeps tripping over and stepping on her foot!" Christina laughs.
Soon, the song is over and Martina sighs with relief, because her feet seriously hurt by now.
"Ok Peter, you ready?" Uriah says, laughing.
"Put your blindfolds off!"
And so he does.
"BUZKILL? Really?"
Everybody laughs, well, except for Peter.
"Ok, ok, stop laughing you idiots. It's my turn now." He looks at everyone and his eyes stop on Grace. An evil smile appears on his face.
"Erudite. Candor or-"
"Dauntless."
"Ok… go to Max's office and start singing Who Let the Dogs Out while recreating dance moves from the 70s!"
"What? Come on! No!"
"PANSYCAAAKEEE!" Uriah yells.
"FINE! Fine!" she agrees after all.
Her and Peter head to Max's office. Grace knocks on his door, and the second he opens it, she starts dancing around like and idiot an singing "Who Let the Dogs Out?".
"What is this?" Max looks confused.
"You kids never know when to stop drinking don't you?" Max says shaking his head and closing the door.
"There! I sang your stupid song and did your stupid dance moves, now can we please go back?" Grace says.
And so they do. When they come back they tell them how Max thought they were drunk again and everybody started laughing.
"Four, C or D?"
"Can-" Four starts talking, but somebody knocks on the door.
Uriah opens it and he is surprised to see Max and a Dauntless nurse.
"These kids here are on drugs, the blonde one over there just came in to my office dancing and singing like an idiot!" Max tells the nurse.
"You young lady have had one drink too much, you are coming with me." The nurse says grabbing Grace's arm.
"What? NO! Please! I can explain!" Grace panics.
"We won't do you no harm. Just a few injections and you'll be fine!"
"I should have never left Erudite." Grace says while being dragged away.
"Peter, did you have to do anything with this?" Lynn looks at him with suspicion.
"Nooo!" Peter obviously lies.
"Well, since Grace is gone for a while I suggest I make up the question since I am her sister!" Martine suggests.
"Sure."
"So it was Candor, right?"
Four nods.
"Ok… What is your real name?"