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The Maze Runner: Newtmas/Phan- Ladders

A/N: I think we all know what's going to happen so is there any point of me writing this?

Two new greenies came up in the box at the same time, if that didn't confuse everyone enough, then the fact that they were both unconsciously holding each other's hands like their lives depended on it surely must have.

One of them had ebony coloured hair that contrasts amazingly with his pale white skin. The other had chocolate brown hair and a nice tanned skin tone although you could clearly tell it was paler than it had been before. Something that could happen if you rarely go out, Newt thought to himself, cocking his head to the side and looking down at the two tall men in the box.

"Should I get the rope?"

"I don't think they'll need it."

"How tall do you think they are?"

"They have to be taller than six foot, there is no way they're smaller than that."

Newt ignored them and his attention was solely on Thomas, the Greenie that had came last month and in that time, the boy he had fell head over heels for.

"Hey, Tommy," Newt says, feeling a tug in his stomach as he takes in the beauty of the dark haired boy.

"Hey, Newtie. Do you think you can do a friend a favour and tell Minho I won't be able to go into the maze tomorrow. Clint is ill so he is bed bound for a couple of days so I'm taking his place to take some stress off Jeff."

The blonde headed boy could only nod, not really processing everything that Thomas had said, only the fact that he just got friend zoned.

"What's going on?" Thomas asks, being his usual curious self.

"Two more greenies, seem to be a couple."

Thomas' eyes widen and he eagerly peers down into the box, the boy wondering exactly how the pair remembered they were in a relationship as well as their names. Well. That's if they do remember their names that is. 

"Are you sure they're people? They might as well resemble trees their limbs are that long."

"Tommy go back to work, I got this." Newt says, pushing away the brunette and jumping into the box, wincing slightly as the force was too much for his still healing leg.

Newt didn't see this, but Thomas's face dropped when he saw the pain flash across the dirty blonde headed male. His heart wretched as he saw the boy he was deeply in love with in executing pain, with his limp that Newt had told him about and the force of that jump... no. Thomas, do as Newt asked, he thinks to himself before walking off to the homestead.

Newt notices the brown haired boy stirring while the ebony haired boy just curls up into the other male who wraps a protective arm around him. His eyes flash open and he jumps back in surprise, in which wakes up the other male who has the same reaction.

"Hey, hey, it's alright. We're not going to hurt you." Newt says, his British accent clear in his voice.

"Who are you?" the brown haired one asks, his accent matching Newt's, surprising him a little.

"I'm Newt, second in Command, and I'm here to help you come to terms with the current changes in your life."

"So you are some kind so psychologist?"

Newt chuckles. "Something like that." 

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"Have you ever questioned why they sent us up in the box?" Dan asks.

"Of course we have, we just haven't got any answers yet."

"Newt, you said you were second in command, so who and where is the first?"