Chapter 3: Stuck with You

Hi everyone! Sorry for the very delayed third chapter. The past few weeks have been very busy for me. I just had my final exams for my classes as well as moving out of my apartment and into a new one.

Thank you all for the comments and I'm glad you all like it so far. I hope you guys all watched the season premiere. All the Brady/Mikayla moments got me really giddy lol. But I'm really excited for this season :) Hope you like the third chapter!


"We're gonna die, we're gonna die, we're gonna die!" Brady rocked back and forth as he hugged his knees tightly. He forgot all the courage he built up in an attempt to save Mikayla and spent the last few minutes panicking.

Mikayla, on the other hand, was busy exploring the cave. "Brady, this cave has all the necessities we need to survive. Like I was explaining earlier, these are the Mysterious Hospitable Caves. I have no idea why Lanny could have sent you two here, but if we look around, there'll be water, food, and the rocks here are comfortable enough to sleep on…"

Brady looked her way. "Well I'm so glad we this cave provides us with survival materials, but can you explain why it decided to trap us inside?"

"According the Great Book, caves like these have a tendency of trapping people inside to experience all its nurturing qualities. The only way out is the solution listed in the book. So I guess we're stuck here until we get help." Mikayla said.

"Great, you and I are stuck in a cave that likes to give everything to its inhabitants except for freedom." Brady exasperated.

Brady's eyes widened. Just before he almost lost hope in his survival, he became revived with the realization that he was stuck with Mikayla. Maybe being trapped in an unknown cave located in the middle of the jungle wouldn't be such a bad thing, just as long as it were just him and Mikayla. He got lost in another reverie about the gorgeous guard girl.

"Brady! Can you please stop fantasizing about what you want to name our kids and help we collect some fresh water over here!" Mikayla furiously demanded. She was kneeling facing a cave wall and what looked to be water flow from it into a small stream.

"H-how d-did you know?" This girl was unbelievable.

Mikayla looked at him sternly. "Just another wild guess. I've gotten pretty good at getting to know you and your… creepy ways." she replied.

Brady made his way toward Mikayla. She filled the two canteens she brought along with some water spewing through a small hole in the cave. Instead of commenting on how unrealistic it was, collecting drinkable water from a cave wall, he was still very much impressed with Mikayla's mind reading abilities.

"Well since you're on the topic," Brady started, "I was thinking of Brody, Brandy, Braden, and naming our twin boy and girl, Brad and Kayla, so they could be known as Bradkayla together, in honor of both of our names…"

"Um, EW…" Mikayla retorted. She literally jumped ten feet away from the king. The thought of creating a family with Brady made her stomach twist into a thousand knots.

"Well, I personally think it beats out Mikbrady, because it sounded more like an Irish fast-food meal option to me…" Brady continued.

Looking into Mikayla's eyes now would have been the equivalent to looking at a Gorgon's. She could have killed the king with that stare. "Can we not talk about kids' names? And for the record, five kids is way passed my limit and who said all them had to be named after you, and I'm just going to stop rambling on now…" She caught herself thinking about her potential future family. It grossed her out, almost to the point where she could have barfed into the clean stream of water.

"And that's where you're wrong. I named one of our kids after you…" Brady happily replied. The girl of his dreams was potentially interested in being a part of his future family.

"Just help me collect some water before I make you drink those rocks over there." Mikayla snapped back.

Anything for you Mikayla, Brady thought and began helping the guard girl with water collecting.


Meanwhile, Boomer had been trying to make his way through the jungle, but was having no luck whatsoever.

Now where did Lanny say to turn? Boomer thought to himself. It's funny; Lanny circled the area with the tarantulas on it.

The map was no help at all. He began following a small dirt path hoping it would lead him to some sort of civilization. There was loud noise and music playing. He was growing fatigued as he made his way. He began trailing toward what he hoped would be home, but was caught by surprise. A large sign that read, "Welcome to East Kinkow!" greeted the king as he made his way through a large bush. Ironically, he made his way to the festival instead.

Boomer crossed the entrance and was welcomed with performers and celebrators dressed in colorful attire dancing to upbeat island music. The king smiled and began joining in with the festivities.

A vibrantly dressed citizen pointed at the dancing king and exclaimed, "Holy Kinkow! It's his majesty, King Boomer, at our East Kinkow celebration!" This citizen bowed down and the rest of the celebrants followed as well.

"King Boomer, in honor of your arrival at our festival, we humbly serve to entertain you. And we will start with a conga line led by you."

Boomer smiled at his peasants' praise and service. "Well what are we waiting for? Let's conga!" Boomer swayed his hips and danced his way through the village as the rest of the citizens followed. Amidst all this excitement, Boomer had seemingly forgotten all about his quest to get his brother and Mikayla out of the cave.


Mikayla had managed to create a fire and began roasting what looked to be potatoes. The cave was generously filled with them as well as other fruits and vegetables. In the time she first started collecting water with Brady, she gathered enough food for the two of them to survive the night, built two makeshift beds out of surprisingly comfortable rocks, created two dividers –one for the designated bathroom and another separating her bed and Brady's, constructed a couch, as well as sewing two blankets made out of plants she found hidden in the cave. She had to keep herself busy before she went crazy with anxiety. Luckily the king had refrained from making any flirtatious remarks for he had knocked out in his bed after he began panicking again. As she turned a potato on its other side to cook, she noticed the king starting to wake up.

Brady took a good three minutes to stretch his now rested body. "What a great catnap, I can't believe how rested I feel in such a short amount of time…" Brady said in between yawns.

Mikayla gave him a look of disbelief. "Your highness, it's been a good five hours." She said behind her gritted teeth. She removed the potato from the flame and placed it on a rock conveniently shaped like plate. She handed the plate to the king. "Here. It's dinner."

Brady took the plate and saw a roasted potato, mushrooms, carrot sticks, half of a coconut, chopped pineapple, and a handful of nuts. For a weird, sketchy-looking, mysterious island cave, it grew some of the most familiar foods. He took a seat next to Mikayla who had begun eating her plateful of prepared food. "You know," he started, "You really are the perfect woman. While I get my much needed king sleep, you're making our little home a little more livable and had time to get cook dinner. Although the potato is a little undercooked, you should maybe put it in the flame fore five more minutes…"

Mikayla's eyes could not have shown any more annoyance. "Kidding. I was only kidding." Brady explained. "Thanks, Mikayla. You, you're really something. You made an entire living quarter and a bomb dinner."

Mikayla's angered expression changed into a smile. She felt like this was the first time Brady had genuinely complimented her and not by genuinely, she meant that his praises did not have to deal with her hot looks, how hot she looked do something, or how anything she did made her look hot.

"Well thank you, King Brady, and even though I am pretty proud at myself for creating an entire home in the span of five hours, there's just one thing that isn't right." Mikayla said.

Brady's eyes widened. Was this the moment Mikayla would finally admit some sort of affection for him? Was she going to tell him that the only thing that wasn't right was the absence of his arms around her? "And what's that?" He coyly said.

"Hmm, maybe that it's been about five hours since this cave decided to crumble down on us and Lanny or your brother are nowhere in sight…"

"Well obviously since there are a bunch of rocks blocking us off from the real world," Brady would have continued but he caught the now permanent death stare that graced Mikayla's beautiful face. "Again, I'm kidding. I'm sorry Mikayla for taking this a little too light-heartedly. But, I really think you should relax a little bit." Despite his comments he a little worried that his brother and cousin hadn't arrived to save them. But because of his "twinstincts", he knew Boomer was doing his job to get help. He believed in his brother, not knowing he was celebrating in the East Village as if his brother and friend were stuck in a barricaded cave.

Mikayla was beyond stressed out. The thought of her father finding out she and the king were missing was eating her alive. He was never going to put her in charge again and then he was going to keep a closer eye on her too. She'd be the only sixteen-year-old to have the social life of an eight-year-old. "I really wish I could lighten up, but if my dad finds out I screwed up again. I'll never have the chance to experience life as a teenage girl. I'll be put under overprotective lockdown forever."

Brady scooted closer toward Mikayla. "Mikayla, it's not your fault we're in this mess. You didn't screw up. It's because of me, Boomer, and Lanny, mostly Lanny, but if we do end up getting in trouble with your dad, we will take full responsibility, and again, it's mostly Lanny's fault. It's not your fault that us boys are unruly and never listen. But for now we're just going to have to put of faith in Boomer and Lanny." His attempt at calming Mikayla down had worked. Her tense shoulders finally lowered and the grip on her plate had finally loosened.

"You're right King Brady. I just need to calm down and stop worrying." She let out a long breath. She got a glimpse of Brady's eyes staring at her. His concerned expression had shifted into a warm smile. She felt her lips curve in a warm smile in response, but immediately stopped smiling at the realization of this "cute" moment. She was definitely not supposed to act this way toward King Brady, at least that's what she always told herself. "Umm, I'm just going to sleep this off for a bit. Building a bedroom, living room, bathroom, and kitchen really tires out a girl. Thanks Brady."

"You're welcome," Brady replied as she made her way to her bed. What's wrong with you Brady? You had the perfect opportunity to get closer to Mikayla and you let her go to sleep…

Brady continued with his dinner. He secretly hoped that they wouldn't be found soon.


Comments appreciated! Sorry if it's sounding a little rushed. The next few chapters will be full of Mikayla/Brady development :)

Teaser: Chapter 4: Getting to Know You