Marcus

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After Alby dismissed the Kepper and Newt. I went over to the gardens. Which went to bad even with my absence, as the other Glader's tendered to them. But they still weren't at the standard to sow new plants.

So, for the next four hours I work on tending to the soil and clearing weeds and dead plants. Then I gathered the seedlings that were already prepped and some seed packets.

"The gardens left good enough for you?" Frypan say's cockily as stand up from planting the first lot of seedlings.

"They could have been better, shank.'"

"Yeah, well not everyone's got as good of a hand as you Marcus."

"I know. I'm just too good." I smile at Frypan smugly.

Then the two of us burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?" asks Newt as he walks over to us.

"Just proving how I'm better than everyone, Greenbean."

"Okay. Sure."

"Hey!" I acclaim.

Newt and Frypan just laugh.

"I hate you guys." I grumble to myself as I start to continue my gardening.

"Awe come on Marucs." Frypan says stupidly.

"Yeah, come on Marcus." Newt mocks.

"Nah." I look up at my two companions. "Off you go now please, boys."

"Yes sir." Fry and Newt say as one. 

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