A/N: As much as I really like The 100, the end of Season 2 royally sucked-almost as much as Jaha's Promised Land in the last episode-for which this is based off of. For clarification, this takes place during the last episode when Jaha leaves Murphy on the beach to follow the drone. Please enjoy Murphy's character. I just can't seem to dislike him! (:

UPDATE! I only JUST realized that I'd uploaded a completely different document under this title! Yikes! Sorry about that, guys...

XOXO, Helix.

Disclaimer: I don't own The 100. Or Party City.

Sure you will, he thinks, as Jaha runs away from him, and swears to bring back help.

Abandoning him for 'destiny' again.

Murphy's learned to hate him and admire his pure ruthlessness in equal measure. But right this second, he was dirty, cold, wet, and tired. And to add, now...he's pissed.

Jaha promised he'd come back for him-shouting over his shoulder as he's running toward those four hellish, glowing lights arranged in a delicate damn square. The last thing Murphy thought he'd ever see fly again was a bird, and while it's microscopically refreshing and even soothing to see something in the air that was human-created, the drone wasn't any more welcome than Mountain Man bullets.

If it wasn't helping Murphy, then who was it helping?

Wait. Remember.

Right-it was helping Jaha.

The beach rocks are hard on his knees and the perpetual sand on his face mixes with the blood; a macabre, gritty paste that distantly reminds him, when he feels it on his tongue, of fluoride treatments long since passed on the Ark.

Well. Since the last time, he had promised himself he would never do another one.

What a follow through, Murphy! Following your pariah'd ex-chancellor through the irradiated wastelands of the war-torn Earth and his teeth had probably never looked better.

But still...what he wouldn't give to taste that nauseating spearmint-flavored foam again.

In the moment, he's not sure who he shouts it at-be it Emori or freaking Jaha or even the first of those to start the barest rumors of the damned City of Light, Showers, and Holy Acceptedness-but it's loud and it's clear and he hopes even the slimy water monster-thing that ate Craig and Richards hears him.

"Your promised land sucks!"

My shortest one-shot ever? I'm going to have to check...If I've inspired you to, please review! REMINDER: I will never haggle you for reviews.