"Haha take me if you can!" Minho ran away right in the maze. Ooh I would get him back! I was sleeping, peaceful and quiet, when he woke me up. With a bucket of water! Dripping, I walked to homestead. Drip, drip, drip. I saw Alby and ran to him.
"Alby" I said. Alby looked at me surprised.
"A little bit wet?" he laughed.
"Grrrr" I growled and I clenched my fists and teeth.
"Grrrr?"
"Alby, I want my stick, now" I said as calmly as possible.
"In homestead. If you're getting back at Minho, can I help? It is about time" I looked disbelievingly at Alby. Alby, the responsible leader, wanted to take revenge on Minho? Haha, Minho is going down! I turned around and walked to homestead. Still wet. Drip drip drip.
"What happened?" Jack asked. If I needed to explain this to everyone, I would become crazy.
"Minho" was everything I said but Jack nodded understanding.
"What are you going to do? Getting your stick?" he asked curious. I nodded. I continued walking to homestead. Jack held me back and said: "Can I help?" I looked at him disbelievingly but I laughed short after that.
"The more, the merrier" I said and I wanted to continue walked but I changed my mind.
"Why?" I asked Jack.
"Minho is always making jokes. He says that I can't live without you. That you are the mom and I'm the son. Because I always come to you if something's wrong, get it?" he looked at the ground ashamed of himself.
"Yes, I get it. But that isn't bad. We came here at the same time and we're getting through this together" I gave him a loving hug and offered him my pink.
"Together" I said "pinky-promise"
Jack repeated my words: "Together" and I continued walking.
I walked out of homestead with my stick. It was time for work. I told Zart what happened because he asked me why I was drenched. I hadn't had time to put on other clothes. Zart also wanted to help and a while later all the track-hoes were informed. Not only the track-hoes but almost all the gladers. Even Gally. There was only one person I couldn't find. Newt. Where could he be?
Alby gave me leadership for the plan. Nice0! While everyone was working, the keepers held a gathering. With me instead of Minho. Everyone had some ideas and all the ideas were used. I was good in this. The plans were made quickly. All the gladers were free so they could help. Everyone had a reason to get back at Minho. Oh, if you want to know, I was dry again. A few hours later everything was done. Everything was on its place, or was gone. The gladers went back to work. Everyone wanted to see Minho's reaction, they were excited. The only disadvantage were the other runners. The runners who never did anything wrong, they didn't know anything. Half an hour before the runners came back, everyone stopped working. The last things were put down. I quickly went to the deadheads to explain everything to Nick. Call me weird, but I still talked to him. He shouldn't be forgotten just like that. And he needed fresh flowers. I arrived at the deadheads and guess who I saw there.
"Newt? What are you doing here?" His back was facing me and he sat at the corner where the west and the south door touched. He turned around and his eyes were red and puffy.
"Checking trees" he sniffed. Why was he checking trees? He didn't even sat next to a tr- ooooooooh wait. That was Alby doing when he was checking trees. He was crying. Now everything suddenly makes sense.
"Is something wrong, Newtie?" I asked concerned. I sat down next to him and put my arm around his shoulders. I gave him a strong hug and wiped away his tears.
"No. No, it's nothing. It just something stupid" he said. He stood up and turned around. He was about to leave when I held him back. Ignoring that he wanted to leave me.
"No, don't go that way. We're pranking Minho, you have to hide" I said. Newt nodded and climbed the nearest tree. I stayed looking at the tree for a while. It hurt that Newt didn't want to talk. But then I thought about Minho and I kept walking. I climbed in the tree with Jack, at the edge of the deadheads. We were waiting patiently till the runners came back. The first runner who came back was Ben. He arrived in the glade and looked surprised when he didn't see anyone. But he ignored it and walked to the map room. A few minutes later, the six other runners were also back and they also went to the map room. Finally Minho was back. He looked back surprised, walked to the map room and ten minutes later all the runner were outside. We couldn't hear what they said but we could see Minho pointing in a lot of directions. The runners, in groups of two, searched the whole glade. Ben and Nick came to the deadheads When they were deep enough in the forest, Winston threw a stick to them.
"Pssst. Come, come in the tree" he whispered. When they finally realized that all the gladers were in the trees, they also climbed in one. A while later all the runners except Minho were in the trees. Minho hadn't realised that the runners were gone and kept searching. He went to the blood house. Perfect.
"What kind of klunk is this now? Which shucking klunkhead did this? Where are those shucking shuckfaces?" he shouted angry. He walked to homestead. Full of klunk, Winston's idea because Minho had pushed him in a pile of klunk. More than once. When he arrived at homestead, he opened the door. There was some noise when he opened it.
"What the-? What is your klunking problem?" he asked still angry. A pile of stones fell down at his feet. That was for all the times he had pushed someone and they had fell on a stone. Then Minho walked to the kitchen.
"What did he cook now? Cooked klunk with some more klunk and klunk sauce? What a slinthead" Minho was talking about the horrible smell. Minho always stunk after running and then he had the desire to hug everyone. He walked to the gardens still disgusted with the horrible smell and he fell right in our trap. The track-hoes had tightened a rope so Minho would fell in the mud. The rope was tied to a door so when Minho fell over the rope the door of the cage opened and a turkey escaped, who began to pick him. That was for all the times he called the animals dinner, even if they were our dinners. Minho would want to clean himself now. Bad idea! He walked to the bathroom. Now came the part of the med-jacks, builders and sloppers. The moment Minho opened the door, a screaming noise from a baby sounded in the whole glade. It was Jack's idea. The builder had installed some system thingy so that the baby's crying would sound when the door opened. They also made sure that the water spouted out of the taps right in Minho's face. An idea from the sloppers, but the builders had promised to clean it up. All the klunk and mud left Minho. Now he was drenched and not me. Ha! When Minho realized where we were, he walked to the deadheads. Stupid, stupid, stupid! When he stood at the edge, he could see us.
"Haha, really funny!" he shouted. We were all laughing but he didn't look really happy. And it wasn't finished yet. We all got our water balloons and began attacking him. It was everyone against him. Not really fair, but it was fun! Then everyone jumped out of the trees. I couldn't stop laughing. His face was soooo funny! Everyone was laughing and eventually he cracked a smile.