| The Rejected | The Maze Runner; Gally Fic [x reader ver.]

|chapter•twenty•three|

It turns out, that day the twins were supposed to work with the Builders and Brick-nicks that day, and of course, Gally and Dmitri had come together to mess with them, especially after witnessing all they had done to (M/n), and taking into consideration what Gally told him had happened, like why (M/n) wasn't around to work.

The Keepers discussed this with everyone before the twins came by, and they agreed, they were gonna have a whole day off? They were hyped about what was about to go down, if they were being honest.

So now, Gally and Dmitri were keeping a close eye on the greenies, whose names were known by now but neither of them could be bothered to remember, and gave vague instructions on what they had to do, only to yell at them that they were doing it wrong. They were having fun, just giving those two a taste of their own medicine.

Mikah was sitting on the branch of a tree, humming a song happily while Doug was under that same branch, eating some bread and talking to Alec, who of course didn't show the amusement on his face.

The twins were struggling to do everything they were asked to, sweat dripping down their faces, shirts drenched and sticky as they frowned at the sight of all the Builders and Brick-nicks doing absolutely nothing, just sitting and talking behind their Keepers, under the shades of the trees, where they weren't risking getting heat stroke.

Whatever it was that was happening, they hated it, and they remembered Lucas' warning about Gally, muttering to them that he was exactly like (M/n) was. A devil, pretty much. And the way he looked only made him seem more like one.

Gally glanced at his watch every now and again, before looking at the Maze Doors, (M/n) had been gone for about five hours now, which wasn't exactly odd, but he thought he would come back quicker, he probably underestimated how stressed and fed up (M/n) was with the twins.

And he wasn't being as mean as he wanted to be with them, they were getting their water breaks every thirty minutes, he wasn't a horrible person, causing others harm wasn't a good look on anyone, and he didn't want to have Alby on his case about that-

"Guys."

Oh! Speaking of!

"Hey, Alby, need anything?" The Leader frowned and his sight shifted from Gally to the Builders and Brick-nicks just chillin', to Derek and Sean working alone, and back to Gally, who had a cheeky smile on his face.

"Yes, but let those two go first," Gally let a deep sigh, and turned around.

"Twinnies!" Both of them groaned as they stood up, looking at Gally with a glare, "You can go!" He yelled, completely unphased by how pissed off they looked.

Without saying a word they left, heading straight to the outside bathroom to wet their faces and clean up the dirt off their skin.

"Alright, what is it?" Gally crossed his arms and stared at Alby again, waiting for him to say what he needed.

"The weapons need maintenance, can you work on that?" The blond nodded and Alby tapped his shoulder as a 'thank you' and went to the Gardens, where the Track-hoes were working.

He made eye contact with Dmitri, and walked closer to him, "Could you watch over them? I have to do something real quick," he got a nod in response.

"Yeah, man."

With long strides, Gally made his way to the Homestead, making sure he had a frown on his face when he walked past Peter and Jason. When he stepped in, he went to the closet by the Gathering room, picking up the toolbox before heading to the basement door and untying the knots keeping the door closed, only certain Gladers had access to the basements, and that privilege was given to the majority of the Keepers.