The Maze Weirdos
By Samhoku
Disclaimer: I do not own the Maze Runner nor do I claim to.
The two girls here are self inserts of me and my sister. We do not claim to be rabid fangirls and wish to write this to the full extent of our personalities.
Chapter:
When Veronica woke up the first thing she did was look at her sister and ask, "When did we get teleported into Lord of the Flies?" She made funny faces and said, "I desperately need a toothbrush. My mouth tastes disgusting."
Samantha seemed to not be paying attention, she was in a deep conversation with Frypan about food. Veronica sat up and looked around at all the guys milling about, "Where are we?"
The blonde kid answered, "You're in the Maze," He had seen that the girl had sat up, "My name is Newt. Do you remember yours?"
Veronica nodded and said, "Yeah, my name is Veronica. That is Samantha," She gestured towards the small, round, quiet, practically blind girl, "Um...where are her glasses?"
"The people on the Outside must have forgotten them," Newt said as he watched Chuck lead Samantha around. Assigning Samantha to Chuck kept the 12 year old out of the way, for the most part, "How long has she been like that?"
"Since her birth. She also has Asthma...did you happen to see her puffer?" Veronica asked as she looked up at the British guy.
"Yes, I think so. She also had two kinds of medicine?" Newt phrased this as a question. Veronica nodded and the young man looked satisfied.
"You should meet Alby. He is in charge here," Newt said to Veronica as he walked away. Veronica assumed she was supposed to follow so she stood up and followed the Brit.
"My sister is pretty comfortable with that guy and Chuck," Veronica commented with amusement, "She doesn't normally warm up to people that quick."
"She's pretty uneasy around me and Alby. I think she trusts me..." Newt wrinkled his eyebrows, "I don't understand why though."
"Did you do anything to scare her?"
"No..."
"That would be why she trusts you," Veronica said with satisfaction.
Samantha was in the kitchen with Frypan and was smelling the spices, "What are these? This one smells like grass...Grass is not a spice!" She glared in Frypan's general direction, "Why are you putting grass in your food?"
"It tastes good," Frypan weakly defended his cooking.
Chuck made a fake gagging noise and Samantha said severely, "Chuck begs to differ."
"If you think you can do better, Greenie, you cook!" Frypan said with severity.
Chuck was watching this argument with great enthusiasm. He had decided to adopt Samantha, not to her knowledge.
Samantha said regally, "No, you know what? You cook tonight. I will see what it tastes like," She walked by and grabbed what she thought was Chuck's hand. Newt planted his feet and raised an eyebrow. Samantha squinted up at Newt, "Oh, sorry." She released Newt and grabbed Chuck's hand, walking out of the kitchen.
Frypan muttered darkly to himself as he banged around the kitchen, cooking. Newt looked entertained, "Was that a good argument, mate?"
"Girls are annoying."
"She's right about your cooking."
"Don't take her side!"