"Was he...watching us?" You asked, resting your head on Newt's shoulder.
"I think he bloody was you know," Newt said, you could feel his chest rising and falling as he spoke. You closed your eyes as you relaxed into the rhythm of his steady breathing. He wrapped his arms around your waist as you leant on him.
Suddenly there was shouting. Your eyes snapped open and you saw Alby gesturing frantically at Newt, calling him over. He let go of you and started to limp across towards Alby, you jogged after him to catch up.
"What do ya thinks happened?" You asked when you had reached level to him, you had to slow down to keep the speed of his limping walk.
"No bloody clue," he said and you remained silent after that on the way to Alby.
"What's the bloody problem?" Newt asked. You thought he sounded a little irritated.
"The Greenie's just managed to release half of the shucking farm!" Alby exclaimed, seeming even more annoyed than Newt.
"How the shuck did he manage that?! We only saw him a second ago!" You said exasperated. Just as you finished talking a chicken came clucking past, being pursued by a couple of Gladers.
"He tripped over and fell into the shucking fence, completely obliterating it. Gally is fixing it up as we speak," Alby explained. You would have face palmed if a rampaging bull hadn't charged in your direction, tugging along three poor Gladers. You leapt out the way just in time, pushing Newt to the side with you. You landed heavily next to Newt, causing a small dust cloud to appear.
You rolled over onto your back and looked up. You almost smacked a sheep, who had its face right in yours. You tried to shoo it away from where you were on the floor. You looked sideways at Newt who was prodding the friend of the sheep in your face. You grabbed his wrist and pulled it back towards the ground.
"Don't prod it," you whispered.
"Why the shuck not?" Newt asked.
"Well do you like being repeatedly prodded?" You asked.
"No," he replied bluntly.
"Well I don't think the sheep does either," you reasoned. Newt just rolled his eyes at you and prodded the sheep again. It quickly stomped on his stomach with its hoof, Newt groaned out in pain.
"What did I tell you?" You said tutting.
"The bloody Greenie is going to shucking pay for this," he said, his faced wrinkled up from the pain.
Short I know but I ran out of time again! :) they'll probably have to be a part 3 know thanks to my awful time management. Yay!
