Minho-Newt||The Maze Runner

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(A/N- thanks to those who have read my last two bits of work! As I have said before, these characters are not my own, they belong to James Dashner)

"Was this Chucks idea?" I say to Minho, walking back to the homestead. Minho looks down at me and stops. "Why'd you say that shank?"

"Well, hum, I dunno." Tapping my chin. "Maybe because he is up for a little prank."

" Ah Chuck," he laughs " that little shank. And no, it wasn't. Promise," he says, hands in the air. "cross my heart and hope to die, stick a greiver I'm my shucking eye."

"Ha ha, okay." I laugh, punching his shoulder.

"Did you just punch me? Did you, Newt, actually just punch me?" Minho slowly steps back, fake hurt in his voice,one hand on his heart.

I look at him, one hand on my hip.
"Really?" He moves one hand up to his forehead, covering his eyes.

"I.." He wimpers. "I can't believe you did that," sounds escape his mouth, sort of like a dying cat mixed with a whale.

"Oi mate, you sound like a bloody dying cat" He looks up, once again a smile on his face. "You fell for it though, eh?"

"No, I did not, you were bloody awful." I say, smiling.

"My acting isn't that bad shank!"

"Well," I cough, "it can't get any worse."

"Now, that is out of order." He smiled, his arm out stretched, one finger pointing at me. "I still have my potato you know!"

"Ah yes, the shucking potato." I reach around my back and pull the carrot out from my back pocket.

"Aha, it's on!

"Alright then shank." Minho picks up the potato, it's the most ugliest thing I have ever seen. Its skin is not mouldy as such, but getting there, the surface is covered in tiny black coloured sploges.

"Where the shuck did you get the bloody thing?"

"From the same place as the others, the patch."

I scowl, "Hum, okay shank!"

"Ready Newt?"

"Oh it's on! Bring it!" Minho laughs, he lifts up his arm and puts it in a over arm throw. Oh shuck, what have I done. I too, hold up my weapon of choice, right in front of my face.
Minho steps forward, his face full of concentration, before I can blink, he fires. It all seems to slow down, I could see the potato turn as it flew towards my face. All of a sudden, it splattered all over my face.

"Ewww! What the bloody shuck is this?" I say as I wipe my face with my hand.

"HAHAHAHA!! Woo! Ha, that my friend, was one of Frypans rotten potato! Haha you should see your shucking face!" I look down and see Minho laughing on the shuck ground, he looks up, holding his tummy, tears in his eyes.

"You shuck Minho." I say, however laughing.

"Here, help me up dude."

"Why?" The potato juice still on my face, hum, this gives an idea. I get my hand and wipe some more of my face, leaving it there.

"Alright," I say. " give my your hand shank. " Minho puts his arm up, I grab his hand with mine still covered in slime. Our hand collide with a loud 'splat'.

"Ah what! Why dude?" Minho says as he stands.

"It's only fair... Dude."

(A/N- hope that was okay!? Thanks again, please vote/comment if you wish! Oh and I have changed the cover to something with the title on!)