I DON'T OWN SAM, ASTRID OR ANY OF THE GONE SERIES. This is just a oneshot I thought I'd write.
Sam: What do you think that fish is?
Astrid: I think that's an example of Pesce inedibilis,'
Sam: Yeah, 'cause I know what that is.
Sam: 'Yeah? Do you think it's okay to eat?'
Astrid: 'Pesce inedibilis? Inedible? Joke, duh. Try to keep up, Sam, I made that really easy for you.
Sam: You know, a real genius would have known I wouldn't get it. Ergo, you are not a real genius. Hah. That's right. I threw down an 'ergo.'
Astrid: That's very impressive, Sam. Especially from a boy who has twenty-two different uses for the word 'dude'.
Sam: Hey, we could go somewhere with this, dude.
Sam: Dude.
Astrid: OK, twenty-three.
Astrid: Okay, we've been serious long enough, let's show him we can be fun. Fun
Astrid: I have shopping to do. Do you want to eat or do you want to...dude?
Sam: Oh our God. Inn. U. Ndo.
Sam: Dude. Always.
Astrid: Fine. He's had his fun. It's crackdown time.
Astrid: Are you going to tell me why you were covered with mud this morning?
Sam: Oh shiitake mushrooms. Act cool. Act cool!
Sam: I tripped and fell. When I saw the girl, Jill, in the dark, I tripped over my own feet.
Sam: Nice one, dude. Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice. But you better tell her the full truth eventually. Or there'll be no dude for anyone.
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