It's my first Lost fanfic! however, since I am no longer allowed to watch Lost, don't flame me because I didn't know what happened.

Charlie is cute

Don't own Lost

Wish I did though

Hurley struggled over the green vines, curling and clawing at his sagging pants. His sudden weight loss meant that normal sized pants should soon be in order. Large normal that is.

But he was hungry. His stomach craved for something more than pork, fish and the occasional orange. He ripped away an offending vine only to fall through the bush with a resounding earthquake. Lights danced in front of his eyes as he felt himself doing a belly-flop on really hard water.

"Oooooh, dude; that was not cool." He complained, wondering if his head was still attached. Yep, still there.

"That had to be one of the scariest things I have ever witnessed." A British voice breathed. Hurley looked up only to see his best friend white as a sheet, hugging a tree for protection.

"Sorry, dude. I fell over." He said, spitting dirt out of his mouth.

"I could see that. You wouldn't believe the things that have just retreated inside my body." Charlie gulped, peeling himself from the tree.

"Dude, I did not want to know that."

"I'm entitled to complain when giant hairy ape-men come hurtling through the trees intent with world-domination." Charlie said, the colour regaining in his cheeks.

"Are you saying I'm a gorilla?" Hurley smiled, heaving his body upright.

"On this island? I wouldn't be surprised."

"Well, this gorilla is hungry for more than just a banana. I'm starving." He said, hitching up his sagging pants.

"So am I, in fact I was going back to the caves to get something."

"Dude, how 'bout we take a step back in the evolutionary track and become hunters and gatherers for a while? You know, become Locke, find something to eat and be really cool while we are doing it." Hurley said really enthusiastically. Charlie backed away from this sudden outburst.

"I'm fine with pork."

"Ple-ease." He put on his best puppy-dog face (which reminded Charlie of a hairy puffer fish which had just tasted a lemon flavoured jalapeño). Charlie cracked up laughing.

"Okay okay. Just as long you know that I am the caveman and you are the gorilla." Charlie brushed back a few blonde hairs from his forehead.

"Why are you the caveman?"

"Because, my dear friend; compared to you, I am an evolutionary marvel." Charlie winked, waltzing down the trail.

"At least I don't smell like an actual caveman!" Hurley cried, waddling after him.

"Cork it banana-breath, and I will help you to find something on this island that is not fruit-salad." Charlie cried further up the path.

"Damn 'magic peanut-butter' man," Hurley whispered under his breath, "You better not find a damn spinach can and say that there are baked-beans in there! If you do, I'll sit on you!"

"Not to worry. If I did find baked beans, I'm sure you'll generate enough gas to propel us off this god-forsaken island for good." The impish laughed erupted from further up the trail.

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