Memories of the past! The Maze Runner!

Life goes on.

Sorry for not updating but I have a stressful life outside the writing. Hope all of you won't kill me. Read, comment, vote. Kenemo xx

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Newt's pov (there you go, happy?)

I knew that after they saw Mattie fighting they'd send her into the maze. But I didn't want to lose her. I didn't want it to change her. But in all fairness everyone changes through life.

We were all slouched on the logs around where there was a fire the night before. A crowd of gladers had started to form around us and Chuck and Theresa were still fast asleep.

I got up and walked around stretching my legs, there was no wind so the remains of Max were still in a pile. I went to frypan and collected a decorated jar. It wasn't the nicest way to store his remains but better than not having them. I scooped them into the jar and placed it in the homestead. Everyone was at least stirring when I came back and Minho was chatting to alby beside the logs. I could guess the conversation.

"She's an amazing runner we've got to let her go."

"I know but Newt will kill us."

"Let him, we can't waste her running or fighting."

I helped Mattie up and practically dragged her to the kitchen. Jeez! Someone really isn't a morning person, not mentioning any names. *cough* mattie *cough*.

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Mattie's pov

I had a feeling Newt had heard Alby and Minho talking as he dragged me to breakfast. I love him to bits but just sometimes, no occasionally, truthfully most of the time he is very protective.

We grabbed an empty table and went to collect our breakfast. I wouldn't even call it food so I gave mine to Newt and went into frypan's sacred kitchen.

I went up to frypan and took the pot he was serving from

"Hey! What was that for? Get out of my kitchen!"

"Not until you learn how to cook edible food that 1) looks like food. 2) tastes like food and 3) doesn't poison everyone in this bloody hell hole." I shouted back, I could hear dissing of frypan coming from outside so I got to work instantly. I grabbed a couple of frying pans, ha what a pun, and started to make mixture in a big bowl.

"What are you making?" Frypan asked cautiously.

"A delicious thing called pancakes" I replied and began to pour the mixture into the multiple frying pans. "Ok frypan, help. You fry them till they're golden then you put them on plates and serve them." Frypan started to work as I scavenged in cupboards for fillings and toppings.

OMG they had Nutella and Marshmallow fluff. I started to roll pancakes full of sweet substances and pile them on plates by the serving window. They were an instant hit.

1) they looked like food

2) they tasted like food

3) they weren't toxic so they didn't poison everyone.

I left Frypan to it and went back to my now full table with a suitable amount of pancakes.

The people on my now full table: Newt, Alby, Minho, Thomas, Theresa, Chuck, Gally and I.

Our conversations varied from cooking to jobs to fun activities before settling on the gathering in half an hour. I excused myself from the table and went to have a shower and change while Theresa guarded the door. At eleven sharp I entered the homestead...........

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What job do you think she's going to get? I hinted at two in that chapter.

Sorry the chapters so short I will publish another soon.

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Kenemo xxx