𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐌𝐄, newt vs. teresa

pre-tmr → three

pre-the maze runner
chapter three

❛❛ won't hurt to show some, let's everybody in the glade knows you're human ❜❜

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The world howled and boomed when Poe was strolling around the Glade with Anton. His heart jumped as he jerked back by the loud booming sound throughout the Glade. It was followed by that scratching, grinding and crunching sound, it terrified Poe for a moment as his glance turned every direction to find where the sound was coming from.

"Relax, Greenie" Anton laughed, "it's just the door closing"

"Door?" Poe was baffled. "What door?!"

Anton pointed ahead, toward one of the walls that had a gap, the exit, the way into the Maze. The two walls were moving to meet each other. Poe was somehow strangely fascinated by it, he approached forward, jogged to get closer, ignoring Anton's warnings but stopped where the line should be where he shouldn't cross. The wall was more than halfway from closing, Poe gazed up and watched it closing. His mouth gaped as his sharp breath escaped and stared somewhat awed at the door closing. There was thing mechanical metallic large wheels in each sides.

In the last inches of closing, there was a breeze coming into the Glade, blowing on Poe's face before the door was close shut. The last booming sound when it shut and it echoed throughout the Maze then there was silence.

Poe, still awed by it, stood there for a long moment before finally responding, "Terrific"

Anton raised a brow as he looked at him, "You're weird" he complimented, "I klunked in my pants when I saw it happening"

Klunk. Poe was confused why these boys have odd words. "I don't even know what that means" he folded his arms and turned to the kid.

"Another word for crap, like literally crap"

"Say no more" Poe muttered then decided to continue strolling and Anton followed. "Also, what's a shank? Isn't that like when you stab someone in prison with or a leg?"

Anton chuckled, "No. It's how you call someone in somewhat friendly matter, I guess" he shrugged, "You'll get it, and you'll get a hang of the slangs"

Slangs. Why make their own slangs anyway? Poe didn't bother asking the kid. "You guys mentioned a bonfire, what's that for anyway? I doubt you're all roasting hot dogs"

"Roasting hot dogs is one of them, of course, if you want to though" Anton kicked a rock out of his way, "but it's actually a traditional thing, they have it every once a month, it's sort of a special welcoming for a new Greenie. I suppose they could use a bit of loose once in a while, have a little fun instead of constantly worrying and stressing"