Chef Greenie

I wake up early again which kind of pisses me off. I am NOT a morning person, why can't I just sleep in a little longer?

I have no success falling back to sleep so I get up, dressed and ready for my day in the kitchens.

I'm actually really excited to cook today, I enjoyed helping Fry yesterday plus cooking makes me feel relaxed.

I get to the kitchens and see Frypan setting up to prepare breakfast.

"Morning Fry, I'm ready for a full day of kitchen duty", I say with a smile and go to the sink to wash my hands.

"Morning greenie, you know you didn't have to help with breakfast. I was just expecting you for lunch and dinner".

"I woke up early anyway and it's not a full days work unless I help with breakfast aswell. I'm fully committed for today", I reply.

"That's good to hear. For today you are now chef greenie. You can cook the bacon and eggs and I'll cut the fruit, sound good?", he asks, washing his hands.

"Sounds perfect". I begging to fry the bacon and Fry cuts the fruit.

We work together well, engaging in small, friendly chatter as we prepare breakfast. It doesn't take too long until everything done. Soon everyone's up and we start serving them breakfast.

We get a few thank yous and unfortunately I get a lot of kisses blown to me which I make a point to dodge every time. Ugh boys are so dense and gross. Like come on. Take. A. Hint. I don't like you.

Thankfully I get to serve Newt next. "Good morning Mama Newt, enjoy your breakfast", I say, shooting him a wink.

"Thank you and please drop the nickname", he complains.

"Never". Fry hears our short conversation and laughs.

My day gets even better when Minho and Ben are next.

"Hey shebean, I hope you gave me extra", Minho sends a flirty smile my way.

"Nope sorry not sorry, I don't have favourites", I reply, then not so subtly, mouth to Ben that he's my favourite, making Minho gasp dramatically.

"How dare you Shebean, I'm way better than twinkle toes over here", he whines.

"You heard the lady, I'm here favourite. Cry about it Flaminho", Ben grins.

"Move on you two, you're holding up the line!", Fry shouts making the three of us giggle.

"Come join our table once you're finished babe", Minho says, resulting in many boys to to turn at us shocked.

I start laughing. It's fucking hilarious seeing them all having a face like Minho's just kicked a puppy. Apparently the thought of me dating causes utter despair, which is pathetic but funny.

"Stop flirting Minho or I'll take your food away. Now move", I say, pointing my spatula at him.

He holds his hands up and leaves with Ben. Me and Fry serve a few more boys before my luck completely runs out. Shit I gotta serve Gally.

I look to Fry and see he's busy serving someone. Shit I can't get out of this.

"Morning enjoy your food", I say politely with a small smile.

He takes it and says nothing. Not even a thank you!

"Asshole", I say under my breath.

Frypan clearly heard me because he snorts loudly, making Gally look back. I hastily serve the next boy, pretending Fry's snort had absolutely nothing to do with me.

We finish serving, grab our own trays and make our way to Newt, Minho and Ben.

"I invited Fry to come sit with us. If you don't like it then you can leave", I say as we sit down together.

Fry sits to my left, with Minho on my right and Ben and Newt are opposite us.

"He can sit with us, but he needs a special nickname", Minho says as he eats.

"Why do I feel like a nickname is the last thing I'm gonna want", Fry says warily.

"You won't want it but you have no choice. Apparently these two shanks have bond over pissing people off with nicknames that make you want to die", Newt says, pointing at Minho and I.

"Wow, Mama Newt seems grumpy today", Minho says.

"Someone must've fell off their hammock this morning", I tease. Minho and I have matching grind on our faces.

"Newt stares at me "How did you know?".

"Wait a minute, you ACTUALLY fell off your hammock this morning", I snort.

"Shut it", Newt grumbles, making the four of us giggle.

"Poor Mama Newt", Fry teases.

"Not you too Fry", Newt complains.

"What should we call our dearest Fry them", Ben asks.

Me, Minho and Ben look stare at Fry, making him uncomfortable as we brainstorm nicknames.

"How about egghead?", Minho asks. Fry looks immediately offended.

"Excuse me? I do NOT have an egghead", he states.

"It's gotta be better than that", Ben says.

We all continue to stare at him.

"You have gotta stop staring or I'm leaving".

We keep staring.

" How about Panini?", Ben suggests.

Mine and Minho's faces light up. "YES", we both exclaim.

"Panini it is", I say smiling.

"Come on Panini's not even bad. Why am I Mama Newt?", Newt whines.

I turn to him. "Fine. Mama Newt or Newtie Patootie, it's your choice".

The three boys laugh, clutching their stomachs. Newt immediately responds, with a VERY serious face. "Mama Newt stays".

We finish breakfast and everyone goes off to work. Fry or should I say Panini and I clean up and spend some time talking, until we have to start preparing lunch.

Fry tells me a joke that has us both wheezing. Gally enters the kitchen and I immediately shut up.

"Hey Fry, got any spare jars? I need to somewhere to put some nails", he asks, glancing at me.

"Yeah I got one to spare", he replies, opening a cupboard, grabbing a jar and handing it to him.

"Thanks. Breakfast was the best so far by the way".

Frypan smiles "We'll that's all thanks to Shebean over here. She's great company and an even better cook".

I smile at him in gratitude. Gally looks at me blankly."Nice", he replies and swiftly exits.

"Well isn't he a sweet talker", I say, pissed off.

"Don't take it personally. Gally has a hard time trusting newcomers", Fry explains.

"So I'm told", I reply, frowning slightly.

Fry watches me for a moment. "Right Chef greenie, let's get started on lunch".

"Yes chef Panini", I salute.

We prepare lunch, serve it and then eat our own in the kitchens together. We clean up and enjoy each other's company for a couple of hours until it's time to cook dinner. We get interrupted once more by Gally, who walks back outside to talk to Frypan alone for around 5 minutes.

Fry comes back in and continues cooking dinner. I don't ask what that was about because despite my nosiness, it's not my business, and instead, focus of chopping.

We're handing out trays when I'm lucky enough to have Gally as my last boy to serve. Yay.

I hand him his tray silently and he takes it. I'm completely stunned when before he leaves he says "Thanks".

Surely I imagined it. No way, he ACTUALLY thanked me. I was going to say you're welcome but he left as quickly as he said it.

Frypan smiles at my shock. "Looks like he's warming up to you a little Shebean. Soon you will be best friends, holding hands and skipping around the glade".

I scoff. "I'll hold hands with Gally the day we find an exit to the maze".

He chuckles at my reply, grabs both of our trays and takes them to the table Newt, Minho and Ben are sitting at. Wow, what a gentlemen. The thought makes me smile.

Fry sits next to Newt, across from me. Ben is sitting on Newt- KIDDING. The other side of Newt and Minho's next to me.

"Wow, what a gentleman your being Panini", Minho says smirking.

I turn to him shocked. "I was JUST thinking that".

"NO WAY! Our brains must be connected""Quick, think of a number between one and ten. On the count of three".

We both stare at each other excitedly and start counting.

"One""Two""Three"

"Five!""Nine!""DAMMIT!", we both say.

"I guess we're not connected", Minho sighs, wiping a fake tear."That's a shame", I say sadly.

Newt looks at us with a look which can only mean he's done with us. "You are both bloody idiots".

Ben snickers and Fry struggles not to laugh.

"You love us Newt, don't deny it", Minho says, putting his arm around me."You would be lost without us", I add.

We all engage in chatter whilst finishing our food, but I can't help but feel like someone's staring at me. It really starts to creep me out. We finish our food, say goodnight and head to bed.

Even though I still have to try the other jobs, I hope Frypan fights for me to be a cook in the meeting. He's great company and I love cooking.

Author's Note:Not the best chapter but oh well. I'm planning on mentioning the rest of the jobs in the next chapter and the meeting so I can speed this up a little. But don't worry, I will have a detailed part in the chapter for when Shebean works with the builders ;)

Hope you enjoy the chapter and PLEASE send ship name ideas for Clint and Jeff because I've got nothing so far 🙏