Maze Runner Movie + Newtmas

I don't normally cuss, especially when writing, but this is where they start using cusses more so yeah.

I finally get to develop the ship! Enjoy this wonderful chapter that shall blossom the beautiful Newtmas ship.

I also added a tiny Newtmas thing during Thomas and Gallys fight :)

It turns out that the big surprise was a bonfire.

So, the greenie found himself at the bonfire, sitting with his back resting against a log, and Newt next to him.

Newt soon looked over at the greenie, chewing on a bit of meat he had.

"Hell of a first day, greenie." Newt said.

The greenie nodded to that.

Newt then handed the greenie a brown, dirty looking drink.

"Here, put some hair on your chest." Newt offered, the greenie taking the drink.

He took a swig, the liquid running down his throat. It was oddly warm and the awful taste hit him hard.

The greenie spit it out, coughing, "My god, what is that??" He asked as Newt took the drink back.

He looked at it, chuckling, "I don't even know."

That answer would have amused the greenie if he wasn't gagging on the remnants of the liquid.

Newt turned to face the wrestling sand circle.

"It's Gallys recipe. It's a trade secret." Newt explained, turning back to the greenie.

"Yeah well he's still an asshole..." The greenie muttered.

There was no sound for a couple of seconds as Newt held a gaze upon the greenie. This greenie was cool, Newt could tell he'd like this one ( ;) ).

"He saved your life today." Newt told the greenie, turning forward, "Trust me. The maze is a dangerous place." He added, taking another swig of the brown liquid.

There was another silence, but it was comfortable.

Something clicked in the greenies brain.

"We're trapped here, aren't we?" He asked.

"For the moment..." Newt said, then turning, "but, you see those guys, there, by the fire?" He asked, pointing, "Those are the runners. And that guy in the middle, that's Minho. He's the keeper of the runners. Now, every morning when those doors open, they run the maze. Mapping it. Memorizing it, trying to find a way out." Newt explained.

The greenie mentally sighed, some relief rushed over him, he found someone that would actually give him answers.

"How long have they been looking?"

"3 years." Newt answered.

"And they haven't found anything??" The greenie asked.

Newt chuckled at the boy's eagerness, kind of finding it cute.

"It's a lot easier said than done." He replied with an cute grin.