《✓ | CALAMITY ↺ NEWT SCAMANDER》CHAPTER THREE
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being shoved and pushed around as she entered the bank. And boy, she was so close to fighting someone. The only thing keeping her sane was finding her bracelet.
She walked around the bank, avoiding every worker that tried to come up to her, pretending she was deaf. Her eyes scanned the crowd, since she was quite tall at a whopping height of five feet and ten inches.
Teddy would come off as intimidating to most people due to her stern look when she was bored. You could say she had a resting bitch face.
She pushed past people until she saw the chubby man, which she needs the name of because she was tired of labeling him, walk out of a room and said, "Mr. English Guy! I think your egg is hatching." Teddy's eyes flickered at the egg in his hand and then the Brit.
She ran over to the Brit and pulled him close by the collar, purposefully getting close to his face. "Where the hell is my bracelet?" She sneered.
Teddy watched him cower back, but look at the guy behind her and quickly pull out a stick. It's a wand, he's a fricken wizard! Teddy thought to herself.
Suddenly the chubby man was being pulled towards the Brit and Teddy. They were apparted into a cramped stairway, causing Teddy to land in between them.
"You idiot!" She scowled. He is going to get in so much trouble.
The sound of squawking filled the tiny area. Teddy's eyes widen as she saw the egg beginning to hatch. The British man put his wand in between his teeth and carefully took the egg from the other man. She watched as the egg began to break and stared in awe.
"Holy crap-" Teddy pushed past them and stood in front of them, her eyes directed on the egg.
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The trio looks at each other and then the Brit begins to walk down the stairs, with Teddy hot on his trail.
"Hey! Who the hell are you?" She grabs his shoulder.
"Newt. Newt Scamander." He replies and then places his suitcase down, opening it and begins to.... talk with it?
"And who are you?" Newt asks as he puts the egg into the case, confusing written over Teddy's face.
"Teddy Graves." She answers and walks over, causing Newt to quickly close his suitcase.
"What's in that case, hm Mr. Scamander?" Teddy crossed her arms over her chest and saw the chubby man from earlier walk down the stairs, mumbling to himself.
"Hey, you. What's your name?" She nods her head at the chubby man.
"Jacob Kowalski." He said in a drowsy state.
Teddy turns around after hearing a the sound of gears turning and finds Newt with his wand out, opening the vault.
"Are you crazy?!" She scolded, but was ignored as Newt shot a spell at a banker.
"Oh god, you're trying to get yourself exposed?" She followed after him as he went inside the vault and found the furry creature from earlier.
"Really?" Newt looks at the creature and sighs.
Teddy watched him grab the creature before it could leave and immediately turned it upside down. She gasped in amazement as assortments of gold, jewels and anything shiny fell out of the creature.
Her eyes widened as she saw a familiar silver chain in the pile. She swooped down and took it before glaring at the creature who was desperately trying to keep all of its precious treasures inside. Teddy felt her heart steady as she slipped the bracelet onto her wrist. She never lost it after all.
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As she turned around she found Jacob with his hands up. Guards held guns pointed at the trio. Jacob kept yelling "Don't shoot!" over and over again until they were apparted once again.
This time Teddy was slammed against and wall, her head hitting the bricks harshly. She was too busy trying to regain her balance to notice what was happening around her. As she came back into reality Jacob was gone and Newt was panting.
"You sir, are screwed." Teddy looked at him and gave him a slight smirk. She pushed aside some fallen hair from her face and looked at him once again before regaining he posture and turned the corner, walking away.
Tina walked past Teddy and gave her a look before grabbing onto her arm, as well as Newt's. Tina apparted them for the third time that day.
"Who are you?" Tina asks Newt as they apparted in an alleyway. Teddy was slammed once again into another wall, causing her to groan.
"Newt Scamander, meet Tina Goldstein." Teddy introduces them to each other as she reaches into her pocket until she finds her pocket knife and swiftly opens it, holding it to Newt's neck.
"Now let's cut this short shall we? What the hell was in your case and why did it steal my bracelet?"
"Teddy." Tina touches the aggravated women's shoulder, causing Teddy to glare at Tina and wonder why she is stopping her. Teddy looked at Newt and saw how terrified he was of her and her knife. But mostly her knife.
Teddy moved back and closed her pocket knife, continuing to glare at Newt.
"What Teddy is trying to say is..."
"It was a Niffler." Newt cut Tina off and looked at the ground, scared to even make eye contact with Teddy.
"What were you doing with that thing on the loose?" Tina asks, as confused and worried as Teddy, but less knifey about it. Teddy was leaned against the wall across from Newt, playing with the pocket knife in hand as she listened in.
"Well, you see... it kind of got out of my bag." Newt tries to explain, but is feeling very uncomfortable with Teddy and her knife.
"Yeah, no kidding." Teddy scoffed.
"You couldn't have chosen and no worse time to let that thing loose?" Tina scolded, causing Teddy to look over at her friend with a confused look on her face.
"You didn't answer my question on why that- that Niffler thing took my bracelet." Teddy glanced at Newt before looking down at the silver chain.
"He likes anything shiny. I'm-I'm deeply sorry for him taking your bracelet." Newt apologizes half heartedly.
"Hmpf." Teddy leaned back onto the brick wall and drone out Tina scolding Newt.
"That's it, you've broken Section 3A, I'm taking you two in." Tina grabbed onto both of their arms.
"Tina, no." Teddy pleaded as she pushed herself away from Tina.
"I'm sorry, but you were a witness."
"Because his Niffler thing stole my bracelet! My mother's bracelet, Teens!" Teddy looked at her best friend with her eyes wide, worried about how her father will react to this. Newt stood there and began to feel bad for what happened.
"I'm sorry." And with that, Teddy was apparted for the fourth time that day.
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