You woke up to the same light snore as you tell asleep to, and you looked around for something to wake the sleeping salamander up with. 

A bucket. I need a bucket.

You couldn't find a bucket anywhere as you scanned the room, but you found a rag, so you took it down to the stream outside the forest and soaked it with water. Jogging silently back, you tiptoed to Newt's hammock and twisted the rag, letting the water shower and trickle down the boys now shocked face. He sputtered and coughed. 

"What the- GREENIE!" He shouted, now fully awake. 

You has already taken that as a cue to leave, ASAP, and you bolted out the tentlike structure toward the forest. By this time, Alby, Minho, Bill, Gally, and another random kid, came out. Minho and Random Glader No.1 were laughing historically while Alby looked as if he wanted to drown himself in the stream. And Gally, well, Minho did say he wasn't very pleasant. What did you expect? A round of applause from him? Anyway, you started to panic as you realised you were losing energy and you could hear the thumping of the angry beast behind you gaining. You started to pant like a dog, and soon, you just gave in and Newt tackled you to the ground, glaring as he did so. 

You gasped for air, trying to squirm out of his grip, but he held your shoulders down with unbelievable strength. You suddenly realized he seemed really angry and stopped laughing. 

"I'm not gonna let you get away from that bloody prank, Greenie. You will be sorry for everything when I'm done with you." 

You now truly were scared of Newt and tried harder to get away, afraid he might hurt you. 

This was bad. This was really bad.

"I'm sorry, Newt, it was just a prank. I didn't mean for you to be this mad." 

You avoided his gaze, trying to ease the tension. But he only muttered, 

"A bloody good one at that." 

You looked up and he was grinning, his eyes and nose scrunched up, forming an adorable face you couldn't resist. You couldn't help but grin as well, but that soon turned into a fit of giggles and yells when he started to tickle you. The others ran over to help but still giggled like little girls when they saw the tickle monster torturing you. 

"Guys...please help....Newt stop...please...!" 

You said between uncontrollable laughter and squirming. Minho finally threw Newt off of you, and helped you up. Newt dusted himself off, still laughing as he helped you dust yourself. You were still trying to catch your breath as the boys tried to stop laughing. 

Finally, Alby came over and shook his head. 

"You three are going to drive me nuts. Nuts, really! Calm yourselves down, please, ok? Go get some breakfast and start your jobs okay? Greenie, you're with Bill in the kitchen today, so you better hurry up." 

You stood at salute and saluted Alby. "Yes sir!" You said, Minho and Newt giggling slightly.

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"So how long have you all been here?" 

Minho sat down as well and cleared his throat. The three of you had gathered after dinner that night for some friends time in the homestead. 

"Well, every month, on the same day, a newbie, like you, arrives in the Box. Well, Alby, Newt, Gally, a few others, and I were the longest here, but there were others with us, and, well...they're not currently with us. So anyway, that was about a year ago. So we've been here about that long." 

You nod, eager to learn more about this place, but Minho pats you on the back and flops over onto his bed, asleep in seconds. You awkwardly turn. 

"So Newt, can you tell me what-"

You smile as you look at his small body, strewn across his bed, snoring lightly.

"Minho bore you to sleep, eh?" 

That's the last thing you remember before falling asleep, listening to Newt's snores.