The start of us / TMR Newt fanfic

Chapter 7 First time in the maze

A knock is to be heard by her door. She recognised the sound of his footsteps immedietly. 

"Come in Newt.", she called. 

"Hey shuckface.", a deep accented voice murmered. 

"Hi lizard." 

He stands there beside the door. 

"So you're training with Minho today.", he mutters under his breath. 

"What? Does that mean i'll be running the maze today?", she replied, raising her eybrows, looking up at him. 

"Well i don't know for sure, but all i know is that you'll be tested first if you can actually bloody run, and of course rules will be explained. After we'll see if you're capable of running the maze." He sighed, "It's bloody dangerous out there Hannah. Just trying to warn you, it's not something to be excited about. Could ya not do that bloody good that Minho doesn't overreact and send ya running to the bloody grievers?" 

The door barges open causing Newt to trip over and Hannah to jump. 

"What the bloody shuck?!", he exclaimed. 

"Ups.", Minho whispered. 

"Ups?! That's all you can bloody say?!", Newt snapped at him. 

"Bloody shuck Minho, you scared me for a second.", she breathed. 

"Well i don't shucking care, shuckfaces. Time to shucking get up and eat, you shucks need to eat before you do all that shucking warmup.", he declared with his arms in the air.

 "I will bloody kill, your bloody arse Minho!", he yelled. 

"Yeah, i'll leave ya alone with that shuckfaced shucking shuck.", he mocked, sticking out his tongue at Newt, as he rushed out. 

She couldn't help but chuckle. He glanced over at her, "Hey, stop laughing shank, now let's go eat breakfast. You've got a bloody long day ahead of you."

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Newt

The first thing Minho ordered her to do was, a bloody hundred pushups and after a bloody hundred situps. 

"Hey ya shank, don't just shuckin stand there shuckface, count how much she's doing.", Minho bloody ordered me, pointing his crooked finger at me. 

"Keep pointing that bloody crooked finger at me and i'll break it in bloody half you shank.", i spit. 

I turn my gaze to her, while she's sitting on the grass, i kneel down to her. 

"So ya shuck-face ready?", i ask. 

"Yep slinthead."

She looks up, get's into position. 

"Ready."

 After about 4 minutes, she was done and Minho bloody ordered me around again. 

"Hey Newt will ya time her. She needs to run that lap about 4 times. See how long she takes.", he instructed, as he sat in a chair, stretching his bloody arms out.

 "What in the bloody klunk are you going to do?" 

Minho sighed, "I the captain, am going to sit here and watch her run. See if she's in good shape.", he basically sang, while winking at me. 

"You bloody-", before i could finish she was already done.

 Four laps finished under a minute. I'm impressed, wait what? No bloody shank, Minho can't nominate her as a bloody runner. It's to bloody dangerous. Not that i care, but she can't.