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"
How
goes
it
,
Greenbean
?
"
Chuck
asked
.
"
Fine
,
"
he
replied
,
even
though
nothing
could
've
been
further
from
the
truth
.
He
pointed
toward
the
doors
of
the
Box
.
"
Why
is
everyone
freaking
out
?
Is
n't
this
how
you
all
got
here
?
"
Chuck
shrugged
.
"
I
do
n't
know
--
guess
it
's
always
been
real
regular-like
.
One
a
month
,
every
month
,
same
day
.
Maybe
whoever
's
in
charge
realized
you
were
nothing
but
a
big
mistake
,
sent
someone
to
replace
you
.
"
He
giggled
as
he
elbowed
Thomas
in
the
ribs
,
a
high-pitched
snicker
that
inexplicably
made
Thomas
like
him
more
.
Thomas
shot
his
new
friend
a
fake
glare
.
"
You
're
annoying
.
Seriously
.
"
"
Yeah
,
but
we
're
buddies
,
now
,
right
?
"
Chuck
fully
laughed
this
time
,
a
squeaky
sort
of
snort
.
"
Looks
like
you
're
not
giving
me
much
choice
on
that
one
.
"
But
truth
was
,
he
needed
a
friend
,
and
Chuck
would
do
just
fine
.
The
kid
folded
his
arms
,
looking
very
satisfied
.
"
Glad
that
's
settled
,
Greenie
.
Everyone
needs
a
buddy
in
this
place
.
"
Thomas
grabbed
Chuck
by
the
collar
,
joking
around
.
"
Okay
,
buddy
,
then
call
me
by
my
name
.
Thomas
.
Or
I
'll
throw
you
down
the
hole
after
the
Box
leaves
.
"
That
triggered
a
thought
in
his
head
as
he
released
Chuck
.
"
Wait
a
minute
,
have
you
guys
ever
--
"
"
Tried
it
,
"
Chuck
interrupted
before
Thomas
could
finish
.
