A/N: Yes, I know, I haven't updated any of my other fics in a while, but this is different. This was written for a challenge on the fireplace. So I had to get it done now. K? Hope you enjoy!
"Shut the hell up and get in the boat!" Collins yelled, getting easily frustrated with Mark. Everyone else had been ready to go ages ago. But Mark just wouldn't budge.
"But I'm scared I'll fall. I hate boats!" Mark protested.
"Marky, we won't let you fall. Don't you trust us?" Angel said, sitting next to Mimi on the boat.
"Well…yeah, I trust you guys, but that doesn't mean I'm going to go on the boat," he replied.
"Mark, get in the boat now before I push you in the water myself," Collins warned Mark. He didn't want to be mean, but first of all, he was at the end of his patience, and second of all, it would be pretty damn funny to watch Mark get pushed in.
"NO!" Mark shouted, "Don't push me in! I'll drown!"
"Stop being such a baby Mark," Roger said.
"I'll do it," Collins warned.
"You wouldn't. You don't have the nerve," Mark said, stepping back a bit.
"I've gotten nothing but nerve," Collins said, stepping towards Mark to show Mark just how serious he was.
Mark continued backing up down the dock, trying to get away from Collins. Little did he know he was backing right off the edge.
Collins tried to keep Mark from falling, but it was too late. Mark came up for air, spitting water out and looking very unhappy. Roger helped Mark into the boat. A very wet Mark took a spot next to Roger and Collins sat next to Angel.
"Okay, that's everyone except Maureen and Joanne," Mimi said.
"Where are they?" Angel asked.
"Probably fucking," Collins said nonchalantly.
"Probably," Roger affirmed, while Mark proceeded to look very uncomfortable.
"Sorry, we're late!" a breathless Maureen shouted, pulling herself and Joanne into the boat.
"Yeah, we got lost," Joanne lied.
"Speaking of," Mimi asked, "How did we find a lake in the middle of New York?"
"We always came here as kids," Roger said.
"Well, who says we get this started?" Collins asked, starting the rental boat. It was a good thing Joanne got paid a lot, otherwise they never would have gotten to do this.
"Here we go!" Collins shouted.
"Here we go," Mark mumbled.
Seconds later, they were gliding through the water.
"This is fun!" Mimi said. And it was true. They were all having fun. Even Mark found himself enjoying it a little bit.
A little while later, Maureen stood up and said, "I wonder what would happen if you jumped off the boat?"
"While it's moving?" Mark said incredulously.
"Yeah," she said, clearly a bit offended that Mark thought she couldn't do it.
"Honeybear, don't you think you should be careful?" Joanne asked worriedly.
"Relax, Pookie, I won't kill myself!" Maureen shouted a little indignantly.
"If you die, it's your fault," Collins muttered.
"Honey!" Angel said.
"Well, it's true," Collins said.
Maureen stood by the edge, took a deep breath, and stepped onto the edge of the boat. After steadying herself, she said, "Ok! I'm gonna jump!"
She pushed herself off the edge and jumped. Too bad she didn't see how close to the coast they were. She flew through the air…and right into a tree that lined the coast.
"Oh my God!" Joanne said.
They directed the boat to the coastline, stopped it, and rushed over to Maureen.
"Maureen? You okay?" Collins asked.
"Ouch," Maureen said simply.
"Are you hurt?" Joanne said.
"No, I'm fine, I'm fine," Maureen assured her.
"You sure?" Mark asked unconvinced.
"Positive," Maureen said.
"I can't believe you thought that was a good idea!" Mark said, smiling teasingly.