"GOOD EVENING Y'ALL!" Zach winked at the camera.
"Today, we'll be showing you Why Don't We's latest app!" Jack butt in with a grin.
"The Automatic Translator!" Jack and Zach chorused as they grinned at the camera.
The screen flashed as an app with a very interesting logo— Jack and Zach's faces— appeared.
"This Automatic Translator will automatically translate whatever words your friend says." Zach wiggled his eyebrows.
"So you won't have to read in between the lines anymore!" Jack finished.
"Watch as we test it out on one of our most hard-to-understand friends....." The drum roll ensued.
"LOTTE RYANS!" They chorused as they focused the camera on a very annoyed Lotte who was playing COD with Jonah.
"Don't go throwing my name around in vain, you stupid flickity fluckers." Lotte scowled at them as Jonah paused the game.
"I like it when you guys call me by my full name. I love you all!" The Automatic Translator echoed.
Lotte scowled, "OKAY WHAT IN THE WORLD IS THAT?!"
Jack grinned, "It's our Automatic Translator! It translates whatever you say into an interpretation of what you really mean."
Lotte scowled, "That's weird as heck."
"Alright, try it on me." The translator echoed in a robotic voice.
"Hey I did not mean tha—"
"How do you feel about Jonah?" Jack cut Lotte off.
Jonah froze behind Lotte.
"W-What?" Lotte stuttered.
"I like him a lot but I can't really figure out my own feelings. He makes my stomach swarm with butterflies and I really like his soothing voice and calming touches. He has beautiful eyes. He's so fucking hot, hence the fact that he's the only boy in the band I fangirled over even though I had mild amnesia." The Automatic Translator echoed in a robotic voice.
Lotte flushed red in embarrassment. "WHAT THE FLICKITY FLU—"
"I'm really embarrassed because this stupid translator of yours is reading through my emotions. Please throw it out." The Automatic Translator echoed again.
Jack and Zach high-fived.
"It works!" Zach cheered.
"Holy shit." Jonah blushed as realization hit him. "That's how Lotte feels about.. me?" He murmured.
"I WANNA TRY IT ON HER TOO!" Marie came out of nowhere.
"Lotte, how do you feel about Corbyn?" She asked a very nervous Lotte.
"I— u-uh. I uhm—"
"I like him a lot a lot. And goddamn is that boy fucking hot. He's funny, he's caring, and I used to think about him as a best friend, but right now, that's questionable because my heart has been popping out of my chest every time I see him." The Automatic Translator revealed.
"N-No! That's not how I feel at all—"
"That's exactly how I feel about him. Oh and did I mention I really want to jump his bones right now? Hi Corbyn, I can see you at the very back of the room listening in, please come here so I can kiss the fuck out of you." The Automatic Translator robotic voice revealed.
Lotte screamed, utterly horrified when she saw Corbyn sheepishly appear from the corner of the room and walk to where they were.
"OOH! LET'S ASK HER ABOUT DANIEL!" Ibiza appeared out of nowhere.
Lotte's eyes nearly popped out of her sockets. "No! PLEASE DON'T—"
"Oh God don't get me started on that boy! The first time I saw him I wanted to touch his ocean blue eyes because GODDAMN were they gorgeous as fuck! His brooding personality had me on my knees. Every time I see him I'm utterly fucking in the like-like with him!" The Automatic Translator echoed.
Her eyes widened when Lotte noticed that Daniel has been standing at the corner of the room looking at the event in complete amusement.
"OKAY THAT'S ENOU—" Lotte started but was cut off.
"HOLY FUCKING HEAVENS, HI DANIEL! Call me wifey again and I'll marry you right now! We'll have a bunch of little kids running around the house in NO FUCKING TIME—"
Lotte grabbed the phone from Jack's hands and threw it on the floor.
They all looked at Lotte in astonishment.
"It's.. broken." Lotte managed to say in between anxious breaths.
There was an awkward silence before the Automatic Translator once again graced them with it's robotic voice.
"Oh did I tell you that I'm completely head-over-heels in love with—"
"AHHHHH!!" Lotte stomped on it and it finally broke.
Lotte gave them all a sheepish smile.
"See? It's really broken—"
"I'M SECRETLY IN LOVE WITH—"
And then Lotte ran out of the room.
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Boy Band Games: Why Don't We Edition ✓
FanfictionThree months, with thirty girls, fighting for the heart of five boys. Who would have thought such thing could be possible? Charlotte Elora Ryans was never a fan of boy bands, nor was she aware of the mere existence of the International Pop Man-Band...
