✔️An Adventure of a Lifetime (ReaderxVarious)

Ok...

A/N: I couldn't think of a plot, and I was keeping y'all waiting too long, so here's more of the conversations I made up. Enjoy?

Also, thank you, everyone, so much for allowing this story to hit 1K reads (almost 2k now)!!!

It was hard to sleep last night due to the pain, and I only fell asleep because of the exhaustion. 

Now, this morning, I lay in my bed, flickering between sleep and waking up.

That went on for a few hours until finally, towards what I assume to be around ten-ish, my friends came and brought me my breakfast serving.

And what was it? Potatoes.

We have potatoes quite often...

"Here, help me sit up," I stuck my right arm out and waited for one of the three to pull me up.

Laf and John grabbed my hand at the same time. Their faces were expressionless as they looked at each other, and together they pulled me up.

"Y'all are so weird," I rolled my eyes at them.

"So mean," John whined, and his shoulders slumped.

Alex laughed.

"What...does that mean?" Laf inquired.

I sighed, "Tu es très bizarre."

It's awkward when you have to repeat something, especially an insult. Or a joke. Stuff like that is only good and powerful the first time.

"So mean," Lafayette copied John.

"Uh, no. You don't get to copy me," John crossed his arms and stuck his tongue out.

"Ferme ta gueule, nabot,"  Laf scoffed.

(A/N: Google translate doesn't provide the true meaning. If you'd like to know the translation, use wordreference.com and read all the definitions to the bottom of the page because that's what I mean by it. Haha ok now on with the story, aka weird rambling ;)

My jaw dropped. Alex and I looked at each other and broke into a laughing fit. Laf smirked in amusement.

John's face flushed. "What did he say?"

We were too busy laughing to answer him.

"Whatever," he huffed. "I'm sick of y'all doing this to me with your stupid French." He turned to leave.

"Aw, John, come back," I giggled, and I grabbed his hand before he could walk away. "We won't do it anymore, I promise."

He raised an eyebrow.

"Laf, promise," I sing-songed. 

"Ok. It might just be better if he can understand my insults, anyway." Laf smiled proudly.

"You know what? I'm not even going to ask," John deadpanned.

"Whatever. Can we eat now?"

"What are you talking about? I'm done," Alex laughed from the corner.

He really ate while we were talking about other things.

"Nevermind. I'm not even hungry anymore."

"No, you need to eat to get better, Y/N," John said. "Even if it's these nasty things we've had all year long. It's still something. We didn't get any food yesterday."

"Oui! Mangez les pommes de terre!" Laf cheered.

(^^ I just love how the French word for potato literally translates to "Apple of the Earth" in English)