Newt: Hey everyone.
Thomas: Hi guys!
Minho: Hey shanks.
Brenda: You always say that Minho..
Frypan: The girl doesn't lie!
Minho: Deal with it. The readers love it. *smirks*
Teresa: Hi.
Minho: Uh, why is Teresa here? Just wondering.
Newt: Can we not get into a bloody argument on why she's here? Accept that Teresa will be a regular person on this chat Minho...
Minho: Not until that traitor apologizes.
Teresa: *rolls eyes* I have! About 10 times!
Frypan: It's getting hot in here!
Brenda: Well, duh. That's because I'm here. *flips hair*
Thomas: Guys! Calm down! Can we answer questions?
Newt: Good idea, Tommy!
Minho: Okay shuck faces! First question is from @alexisworld and she asks: What pet would you all want?
Frypan: None. I already have a frying pan.
Thomas: Uhh... what?
Newt: Fry, a frying pan isn't something someone typically owns as a pet.
Frypan: I know. But I spend all day with my frying pan, so it's like my baby.
Brenda: Alrighty then. I would want a shark. Or something with sharp teeth and can hurt people.
Minho: Just get a Teresa while she is betraying us. Ba dum tss!
Frypan: OUCH!
Teresa: Wow.. real mature there Minho.
Newt: Enough of the Teresa insults. To answer the question, I'd want an eagle. They're amazing animals.
Thomas: I'd want a dog. I hear they're loyal companions.
Minho: We already have Newt so what's the point in that? Bahahaha.
Brenda: Nice try. But that's more of a compliment than an insult Minho.
Minho: Really?! Shuck!
Teresa: If anyone cares, I'd want a cat. They seem to be mellow like me.
*cricket noise*
Thomas: Next question is from @districtglade, and they ask: What is your high school stereotypes and why?
Brenda: Minho would be the overconfident sassy jerk that everyone loves.
Minho: *smirks*
Frypan: I think my boy Newt would be the one that is the president of the math club and that one kid in the class that achieves good grades.
Newt: Oh? Haha.
Brenda: I'd be the delinquent that causes trouble all the time. Bwahaha.
Thomas: I'd be the nerd that can't find the guts to tell his crush how he really feels.
Frypan: I'd be the guy everyone likes more than Minho!
Minho: Nuh uh.
Teresa: I feel like I'd be the really quiet girl that sits in the back of the classroom.
Minho: I'd be the jerk and the guy that gets all the ladies.
Newt: Great, now we're all bloody inspired.
Thomas: Deja vu much?
Newt: Sorry, I had to.
Brenda: Final question is from @horses4life849 and she asks: If all of you were Disney princesses (if you know who they are) which ones would you be and why?
Minho: I know who they are! Thank you Internet!
Brenda: Looking it up right now...
Thomas: Same here..
Frypan: Disney princesses? Aww shuck.
Teresa: Suck it up buttercup!
Minho: Well, for one thing, Thomas would be Ariel because he is so shucking curious like her.
Newt: Brenda and Minho, you two would be Jasmine because I guess she is sassy like the both of you.
Frypan: Teresa, you'd be Sleeping Beauty. *bursts out laughing*
Minho: Ahh I get it. Because she was knocked out when she arrived in the box.
Thomas: Wow Minho, you catch on fast.
Minho: Shut your shucking mouth, Ariel!
Thomas: Oh no, anything but calling me the name of a fictional mermaid!
Brenda: Roasted.
Frypan: WHERE?! DID I FORGET SOMETHING IN THE OVEN?!
Brenda: No, it's a word people use these days when someone's insult is really good! Not the actual act of being roasted.
Minho: I don't get it.
Brenda: Oh come on! For someone who knows who the Disney princesses are, I'm surprised you don't know what 'roasted' means!
Minho: I know what 'roasted' means. It's when something is evenly cooked.
Brenda: *face palms*
Newt: Anyways, that's all the time we have for today! See you later!
Thomas: Thanks for the questions! And sorry we couldn't answer them all! Bye!
Minho: Yeah! See ya shanks later!
Brenda: Bye!
Teresa: Bye.
Frypan: See ya!
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