Chapter 4: Sun,Sand and Sickness (Part 1 - Sick,Sicky and Sicker)

(Coyler's note: Microwave be like mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Coyler,out!)

Deceased Students - 8

(MURDERED) Courtney Quadson - Ultimate Honour Student

(EXECUTED) Ezekiel Miller - Ultimate Archer

(MURDERED) Trent 'Bazinga' Cooper - Ultimate Musician

(MURDERED) Dawn Dwire - Ultimate Psychic

(EXECUTED) Duncan Dirkson - Ultimate Thief

(PUNISHED) Izzy O'Reilly - Ultimate Actor

(MURDERED) Jasmine Jones - Ultimate Hunter

(EXECUTED) Shawn Healey - Ultimate Survivalist

Surviving Students - 12

Harold McGrady the 5th - Ultimate Karate Master

Lightning Lynx - Ultimate Quarterback

Topher Wilson - Ultimate Presenter

Brick McArthur - Ultimate Soldier

Scott Cropson - Ultimate Farmer

Alejandro Burromuerto - Ultimate Bull Fighter

Heather Haiku - Ultimate Drama Queen

Bridgette Summers - Ultimate Surfer

Scarlett Sodium - Ultimate Scientist

Lindsay Topp - Ultimate Runway Model

Ella Enchanted - Ultimate Singer

Amy Smith - Ultimate Cheerleader

The sun was bright,blazing and beating down hard onto Jabberwock Island. It was the day after the deaths of Izzy,Jasmine and Shawn however nobody seemed to be all that upset about their deaths,as if they had come to accept that some of them would die with nothing to be done. Although they were certain nobody would die at this point. While some were lounging around the hotel swimming pool or tanning on the beach,others were merely sitting inside in their cabins sleeping. Topher being one of these sleepers. It was late into the afternoon when he finally awoke,the hot sun still shining as it began to set onto the horizon. He was hungry as he walked out of his cabin,but was feeling groggy due to how long he was out for. Entering the hotel dining room he was greeted by the others who were eating dinner. Scott noticed and waved from the buffet, "Hey budster,didn't expect to see you today". "I didn't even expect to go out today" Topher muttered,sitting down with a drink and pain killer for his head. "What had you sleeping all day?" Scott asked,covering his chicken in gravy. Topher shook his head, "I dunno man,maybe I just stayed up too late last night. I felt like shit when I woke up though". "Probably cause you slept more than your body is used to,my big sister gets that sometimes when on her period" said Scott,proud of his knowledge. Topher rolled his eyes, "Riiiight,nice to talk man". As the two continued talking,Topher noticed some others were also both looking and sounding under the weather. Alejandro was coughing,Lindsay was blowing her nose while sneezing and Brick's voice sounded dry and hoarse. "You guys alright?" Topher asked,calling across the room. Brick raised a fisted thumb, "I'm fine,fine. Just need a drink,that's all". "I am the same,something is just caught in my throat,I assure" agreed Alejandro. Lindsay sneezed into her hands and groaned, "I think I have a cold. Maybe some sleep will make me feel better" she said,staggering to her feet and walking to her cabin.

Topher Monologue:

We thought it was strange that Brick,Lindsay and Alejandro had suddenly fallen sick,but shrugged it off. Someone was bound to get sick at some point,right? Monokuma later showed up to tell us about the 3rd Island opening up for us,so we all went to check it out. It was really hot,probably from the sun,looking just like Mexico in any movie made by America. The buildings this time were fine but not really as practical as the 1st or 2nd was a bar called *sigh* the "Titty Typhoon" (that's going in the cringe collection),a hospital which I guess is pretty useful,a movie theatre that only seems to play movies that Monokuma stared in meaning it's essentially useless,there was some empty building shells that were around a square of electronic stalls so at least Harold will have somewhere to go instead of being inside all the time and lastly there was a motel with some passable furnishing. I'd honestly rather my cabin,but at least the rooms are better than the dorms inside of Hope's Peak. We sent some students to go check out Hope's Peak to see if they found anything new,the only thing of notability being the 3rd Floor opening up. Chances are we won't return inside unless absolutely necessary but I think seeing if anything new was opened up is still worth the risk. I mean c'mon,what if there were hidden documents or copies of Madden 08 in there? A guy can never risk too much.

Monologue End

"Hmm,I got some spare time on my hands" Topher thought, "Seems Brick,Al and Lindsay will be out of commision for a few days. Wonder who else is around?". Leaving his cabin,Topher was surprised when he ran straight into Heather. "Ugh,what do you want?" she scoffed. Topher straightened his hair, "Huh? Oh hey Heather. I was just gonna head out and check out the 3rd Island again,maybe I'll get a drink at the bar" he explained. "Typical guy wanting to go out and get drunk when the chance presents itself" Heather laughed. Topher quirked an eyebrow, "Gee thanks. What are you doing?". Heather flicked her ponytail, "None of your business Presenter Boy". "You wanna look around the new island too but don't wanna do it with anyone else?" Topher asked. Heather's face went a slight shade of pink. Topher smirked, "I'll take that as a yes". He began walking away with Heather still standing. He rolled his eyes smiling and waved his arm, "Come on! We've never hung out despite how long we've known each other,let's take a walk". Heather blew her hair out of her face and followed after Topher. While not wanting to show it,on the inside she was happy that someone actually wanted to spend time with her. Walking to the 3rd Island,they did a lap around to see if they had missed anything. They were going to look around Electric Avenue,however there was a sign planted in the ground by Harold saying that he was working on something and that the area shouldn't be disturbed. The two shook it off and decided to just head to the bar for the drinks.

Inside the bar,it was stock but decent. There were a few small tables,a long bar packed full of drinks behind it,a large stage that could be used for performances and a storage room in the back with things like crates of bottles,more chairs and mirrors. Moving to the bar,Heather sat on a stool while Topher hopped over the counter to get some drinks. "Anything you're thirsty for?" Topher asked,digging around. Heather tapped her chin, "I'd love a Sex on the Beach". A bang could be heard beneath the counter. Topher poked his head up,rubbing his forehead, "You wanna do what on a beach?" he stammered. Heather laughed, "It's a cocktail you dimwit. You can make them,right?" she asked. Topher laughed,slightly embarrassed, "Dunno,never really had them before. I just stick with Budweiser" he explained, "I'm sure I can try though!". Turning and looking around the large shelf behind him,Topher's eyes scanned the different bottles and shakers. "What's this 'pesto' stuff,is it for humans?" Topher asked,picking up a canister. Heather rolled her eyes, "No it's for Extra Terrestrials,that's why we keep it in the fridge". Topher ignored the comment and kept looking. Eventually he found different cans of flavouring and began to mix them together with ice in a shaker. "What are you making?" Heather asked. Topher grinned, "Making a whole new cocktail!" he exclaimed, "I call it...um...ah yes! A Topher in the Bar!". Cracking open the shaker,a murky brown liquid poured out into Heather's glass. Heather looked disgusted, "You gotta be kidding,no way am I drinking this filth". Topher frowned, "C'mon man,I tried! Just give it a taste,if you don't like it you can just spit it out".

*meanwhile*

"Hmm,sounds like someone's in there" Harold said to himself,putting his ear against the door of the bar."You gotta be kidding,no way am I drinking this filth" said a Heather. Harold was confused. "C'mon man,I tried! Just give it a taste" said Topher. Harold gasped out of shock. "If you don't like it just spit it out" said Topher. Harold was disgusted, "Aw what the fuck. Nope nope nope! I'm outta here!" he groaned as he covered his ears and ran away.

Heather turned and looked at the bar doors. "You hear something?" she asked. Topher shook his head, "Hear something? No,I didn't hear anything. Now come on,try the drink man!". Heather sighed,covered her nose and took a sip. Astoundingly she didn't gag or puke or wish for death. She opened her eyes and had a face of amazement. "How is it?" Topher asked,his hands clasped together. Heather gulped,took another swig and gulped again. "I-it's...amazing" she whispered. Downing the drink,she upturned it on the countertop. "That was incredible! So much better than the shit they serve at high school parties!" she exclaimed excitedly. Topher smiled, "Awesome,glad you liked it. Want another one?". Heather hit the counter with her hand, "I'll take your entire stock!". "It was really nice getting to hang out with Heather. She seemed real glum,like she didn't really have anyone to laugh with. Sure she hangs out with Amy,but I think this might've been the first time Heather has had a friend who wasn't insulting or gossiping with her. I think me and Heather grew a little closer today" Topher thought to himself.

While Heather finished her drinks and Topher cleaned up behind the counter when Scott burst in. "Hey man,fancy a drink?" Topher asked,raising a bottle of "Topher on the Beach". Scott shook his head, "Nah man,save that for later. We got a major emergency!". "Another death?" Heather asked,wiping her face. "We might be having three people die on us if you don't hurry" Scott said nervously. "Hold up,THREE?!" Topher yelled. Knowing it was time to get serious,Scott lead Topher and Heather to the hospital. "Mind telling us what's happened?" Heather asked. "I don't know what happened,those guys that were sick just started freaking out! Lindsay can't stop crying,Brick was puking his guts out and Alejandro was acting all dumb and stuff" Scott explained. "Where are they now?" Topher asked. "Myself,Harold,Ella and Amy brought them to the hospital" said Scott, "We sent Bridgette,Lightning and Scarlett to the pharmacy to get some pills. From what I hear,pills make everything better". Topher gave a small laugh, "Good thinking Scott". Feet pounding and dust flying through their hair,the trio arrived at the hospital in no time at all. Entering through the front doors they met Amy who was sitting in the lobby. "Hey Amy,where did the others go?" Scott asked. "Helping out the sick guys,obviously" Amy scoffed. "How are they holding up?" Scott asked,folding his arms. "Still dying" Amy muttered,flipping through a magazine. Scott face palmed,but signalled Topher and Heather to follow him through the double doors into the main hallway of the hospital. Pulling some face masks and gloves out of his pockets,Scott handed them to the two trailing behind. "Put these on,it'll stop us getting sick y'see" he explained. "Ugh,I can't breathe in this thing" Heather complained. "What'd I just say Queen Bee? Take it off and you'll catch whatever the others have" snapped Scott,slapping his forehead. Walking down the hall,when shockingly they ran into Alejandro. He looked an awful mess,his hair was fuzzy and out place,his face was dirty,eyes bloodshot and constantly twitching. "A-a-ah! Th-there you a-all a-ar-are!" he stuttered. He pulled Topher and Scott in close with his arms, "I-i-i-i-I'm c-c-close to cra-a-acking the secret of n-n-n-nine eleven!" He whispered giddily. He noticed Heather and gasped,pulling the guys closer and covering them with his hands, "Oh n-n-n-n-n-no g-guys! Ther-r-r-r-re's a sp-p-p-p-py behin-n-n-nd y-you!" he stammered nervously,his pupils changing from large to small on a whim. Topher and Scott glanced at each other. "Alejandro buddy,that ain't a spy it's just Heather" said Topher. Alejandro pointed a sharp finger at Topher, "That-s-s-s-s what she w-w-wants to to to t-t-t-t-think!" he stuttered, "For all w-w-w-we kn-n-now it's a secret r-russian spy n-n-named Yevgeny Buschiantrutendrimentinashiffsca" he explained. Scott sighed, "Alright man,let's get you back to your room". Alejandro began looking around wildly, "W-why? I-i-i-i-is there s-s-somone trying to assasin-n-nate m-m-m-me?" he asked,putting his face close to Scott. Scott nodded tiredly, "Yeah sure whatever,Lee Harvey Oswald came back from the dead to stop you spreading your nine eleven theories". Alejandro gasped,covering his head with his hands and stumbling down the hall back to his room. Banging could be heard inside,including a yell from Harold as he was thrown out of the room.

"Dang,how does a sick guy even manage to kick my ass" Harold grunted,picking himself off the dusty hospital floor and brushing his clothes clean with his hands. "Hey Harold,you alright?" Topher asked walking over to see if he was hurt. Seeing Topher and Heather,Harold yelped and ran away,locking himself in the bathroom. "What's his deal? Could Harold have gotten sick as well?" Topher thought to himself. Topher's thought was interrupted when he heard crying from one of the rooms. Peeking his head up to see through the window on the door he was able to see Lindsay,who was sitting in a hospital bed crying and eating ice cream. "What's wrong with Lindsay?" he asked. "Not a clue,she just started crying and can't stop" said Scott, "Had a bad fever too now that I think about it. Kinda like how hot I get when working in the summer". "Maybe she saw something sad?" Heather added, "Knowing her type it's probably just a broken nail". Scott scratched the hairs on the back of his neck, "Nah,it ain't that. Y'know,these sicknesses might all be linked". "In what way?" Topher asked,stepping away from the window. "Well,y'know,think about it" said Scott, "Brick,Lindsay and Al all suddenly get sick at the exact same time,they all get super weird symptoms AND all have high temperatures. It can't just be a coincidence" he explained. "Puhuhuhu! Who would've guessed that the Farmer would be right on the money!" a voice chortled. A monitor in the lobby flashed on as Topher,Scott and Heather ran in,Amy still sitting and now looking at the monitor. Monokuma appeared,sitting in his control room on a big black chair. "It's not a coincidence,because it's the next motive!" he chortled, "Starting today,I've unleashed a super secret special virus called,drum role please...THE DESPAIR DISEASE!" he exclaimed happily. "Despair Disease?" Topher said aloud. "The Despair Disease isn't like any regular Black Death or Coronavirus,it works in a different way" said Monokuma, "Each person infected will be faced with a completely different form of the illness,with no way to fully get rid of it! Your new motive is for a murder to be committed before you all eventually die of the sickness! Considering three are already sick and six people who aren't sick are helping them at the hospital,it's only a matter of time before you all get infected. Happy killing,and if it's the last time we speak,was nice knowing ya! Ahahahaha!" he chortled as the feed was cut. The four in the lobby were frozen with uncertainty. "Wait,so we'll all get sick and die?" Amy asked, "That's like,so not cool". "No shit Sherlock" Heather said,sarcastically. Topher counted on his hands and realised something was off. "Yo Scott,Monokuma just said there was six of us here but I've only counted five of us. Amy was here and Harold went to the bathroom. You said Bridgette,Scarlett and Lightning are getting medicine. That only leaves Ella" he said. "Fairytale Princess? She's with Brick. No idea why though,she's getting all upset like they knew each other for years" Scott explained. "Hey,the others are coming up" said Heather as she pointed to the window. "Nice,they got the medicine for the others" said Topher. Scott tapped his chin before his pupils shrank. "WAIT! DON'T LET THEM IN!" he yelled,barelling towards the door and blocking it. "Get outta the way Cleetus" Heather snapped. Scott bit his lip, "Nuh-uh. We can't let those guys walk on in and get sick too,would just mean we'd all start to die quicker". "That's not a bad point" said Topher. Heather agreed, "Hmph,guess I never thought of that". Allowing Scott to lock the doors,they breathed a sigh of relief.

Outside,the medicine trio were standing outside. Bridgette was pulling as hard as she could,even putting her feet on the door for a better grip. But no matter how hard she tried it wouldn't budge. "God Dam this things hard to open" Bridgette panted,as she pulled on the handles again even harder. "Think they sha-locked us out?" Lightning asked,as he watched the surfer struggle to defeat a set of double doors. Scarlett shook her head, "I doubt it,what reason would there be? It's not like Monokuma is gonna show up and just go to town killing us". Bridgette then had a lightbulb moment, "Maybe they left a window open?". "Or there's a fireplace and sha-chimney somewhere?" added Lightning. Scarlett sighed, "OR you could try knocking on the door". Bridgette and Lightning both gave a simultaneous "ohhhh". Lightning pushed past Bridgette,banged on the door three times,turned round to give the girls an excited double thumbs up and waited. "Who is it?" Scott called through the door. "It's the Sha-Lightning and his...uh...entourage with sick ass pills and needles" Lightning answered back as Scarlett and Bridgette face palmed, "Mind opening up so we can deliver the sha-goods?". "Sorry man,we gotta leave you guys outside. Can't be getting sick" said Scott. "I'm certain we won't be able to contract whatever Brick,Lindsay and Alejandro have" said Scarlett. "Didn't you hear the announcement?" Scott asked. "What sha-nouncement?" asked Lightning. "Maybe they didn't hear it?" suggested Topher from inside. "True,we should probably tell 'em" said Scott. Scarlett threw up an eyebrow, "Tell us what?". Scott could be heard sighing inside, "Brace yourselves,it ain't pretty".

*one exposition dump later*

"Woah. That's pretty heavy" sighed Bridgette,folding her arms and leaning up against the outer walls of the hospital. "I know,right?" agreed Lightning, "The Sha-Lightning can't die of sickness! My sha-boys up there in the sky'll laugh their asses off at me!". Scarlett began cleaning her glasses, "Looks like we'll just have to wait it out and not see each other face to face till this blows over". Topher then had an idea. "Just thought of something. You three stay back on the 1st Island,don't come over here. We've enough here in case something bad happens. While Brick,Lindsay and Alejandro stay here in the hospital,the rest of us can just bunk it at the motel until something happens" he explained. Everyone seemed to like the idea,except for Heather and Amy. "Didn't you see the motel bedrooms?" Heather asked. "They look disgusting! I wanna sleep in my fresh cabin,not a dirty old motel. That's like the beta virgin of a hotel" Amy scolded. "Hate to break it to you girls,but unless you wanna die of an incurable illness you'll just have to put up with it" said Scarlett. Amy and Heather could be heard grumbling inside,knowing they had no other choice. Their lives were far more important that the quality of their sleeping locations.

Thinking it was time they wrap things up,Scott opened the doors for Lightning to toss the medicine through. Bridgette,Lightning and Scarlett said goodbye and headed back to the 1st Island,while Topher took the medicine to check on the others in their rooms. Harold was still hiding in the bathroom,so Scott went to to tell him on what the plan of action was. Topher stood in front of Brick's room and entered after knocking on the door. Upon entering,he wasn't too surprised as to what he saw. Wearing gloves and a mask,Ella was sitting in a chair next to Brick and holding his large hand. The soldier was passed out in a deep sleep,snoring loudly and tossing back and forth. His forehead was gleaming with sweat as it trickled down his face and dripped from his nose into a pool on his soaked vest. "How's he holding up?" Topher asked,leaning against the wall inside the room. Ella looked over, "Not very good. I hope he'll be alright" she sighed. Topher walked over and patted her on the back, "Don't worry. He's a tough guy,I'm sure he'll be back on his feet in no time". Ella glanced up at him and then at Brick, "Do you really think so?". Topher nodded, "I know so". Topher took out the medicine he had brough and handed it to her. Ella smiled and hugged him, "Thanks Topher" she sighed. Topher began to walk away,but looked back before leaving, "No problem man. I'll see you later".

Continuing up the hall,he entered Lindsay's room. She was still crying and eating ice cream,watching the TV that was mounted on the wall. "Yo Lindsay. You uh...you holding up well?" Topher asked qiuetly,entering the room. He walked towards her bed and pulled up a chair, "What're you watching? Something sad?". Lindsay looked at him,waterfalls still cascading from her eyes. "I'm watching this movie about Adam Sandler going back to school" she sniffed. "Ah yes,Billy Madison. Truly a Top 10 Saddest Anime Moments" Topher mused, "Is that why you're crying?". Lindsay shook her head, "I don't know why I'm crying,I just can't stop" she wailed, "My eyes hurt,my head hurts,my nose is runny,I'm sweating a lot" she explained. She gasped and looked at Topher with her big,blue eyes, "Topher...am I dying?". Topher coughed, "No no,you aren't dying. Don't be ridiculous" he said. "Are you sure? You promise?" Lindsay asked,batting her eyelashes (while still crying). Topher bit his lip for a second. "You'll be back on your feet in no time,trust me" he assured her. He pulled out her medicine and more ice cream,handing them to her. "We got you these from the store,hope it helps" he smiled. Lindsay smiled wearily. "Can I have a hug?" she wheezed. Topher gave a small laugh under his breath, "Course you can". Lindsay wrapped her arms around him,burying her face into his chest. Topher put his arms around her,patting her back. Eventually Lindsay took her arms back,though not without leaving some snot on Topher's shirt. She wiped her nose with her hand and blushed, "Oops,sorry Topher". Topher's eyebrows furrowed but he forced a smile so that he didn't upset Lindsay. He checked the clock on the wall and realised he still needed to deliver medicine to Alejandro. He clasped his hands together, "Welp,probably best I get going to let you rest. Besides,got some more medicine to deliver" he explained. Lindsay's weary smile faded, "O-oh. Y-you'll come back to see me again,won't you?" she asked,with hope. Topher clicked his fingers into a pointing gesture, "You got it. I'll get more ice cream and we'll binge Adam Sandler flicks all night long". Lindsay clapped her tear and sweat dripping hands, "Oh yay! Thank you so much Topher". Topher waved as he walked out the door. As he stood outside,he paused for a moment. "Huh,she didn't get my name wrong once. Nice" he thought to himself.

He knocked on Alejandro's door next. The window was blacked out with what looked to be tape. He could hear the clanks and clacks of locks on the other side of the door,before an arm quickly stuck out,felt around for Topher's arm and yanked him inside. "Yo man,what's the big deal?" Topher snapped. He looked around. Alejandro was wrapped up in hoodies,blankets and a hospital gown,his hair was frizzy and wild,unlike his normal style. He obviously hadn't been shaving as his face was covered in stubble that was being rubbed against his left hand while his right locked the door again. Pieces of paper and sticky notes were tacked up on all the walls while the windows were blacked out. The only light came from a few streaks of sunlight through the shutters. "W-w-w-w-were you folloo-o-owed?" Alejandro stammered,patting him up and down. "Followed? No,I don't think so" said Topher. The others went to set up the motel and Harold is still hiding in the bathroom" Topher explained, "Why do you as-" he was cut off as Alejandro put a hand over his mouth. "Shhhhhh!" Alejandro whispered. He pointed towards the door, "The c-c-chairs have e-e-e-ears". Topher rolled his eyes, "Riiiiiiight". Alejandro took some steps forward,knocking on his head and the furniture, "G-g-g-g-otta knock knock knock knock to keep a-a-a-a-aa-a-away the de-e-e-emons in my h-e-e-e-e-ead" he spluttered. "Demons,eh? Scary" added Topher. He walked over to the bed and dropped the bag with the last of the medicine. Alejandro sharply moved his head and dived over. "Y-YOU BRING A-A-A-A TRESP-P-P-PASSER?!" he screamed. Topher put his hands up, "Relax man,it's...uh...it's...oh! It's a super secret formula that you need to take every three hours or else the government will take you to the pentagon and probe you" he explained. Alejandro blinked a couple of times. "Aa-a-are they for the mouth or r-r-r-r-rear?" he spluttered. "Both" Topher snapped as he headed for the door, "Good luck with whatever it is you've been doing" he called out. He stood in the hall and put his face in his hands while leaning against the wall, "Fucking hell,why'd he have to get with the dipshit disease?" he yelled to the sky.

Having finished his rounds,Topher was exhausted. It was now night outside,and he could only hear the crickets chirping. He shrugged, "Man am I tired...yet also thirsty". He looked in the direction the bar. "Meh,might as well have a drink or two before hitting the hay" he said to himself. As he approached the bar he could hear shuffling around. "Hmm? Guess someone's inside. Maybe Heather is tryna make another Topher in the Bar" he thought to himself. He went to grab the handle,but before his fingers touched it,he stopped. "Aw shit that's right,I'm meant to hang out with Lindsay for the night like I promised" he grumbled, "I don't even have the ice cream". He folded his arms, "Looks like my nightly drink is gonna have to wait till tomorrow. I know we said to keep the close contact students only on the 3rd Island,but surely an exception can be made just this once?". He turned on his heels and stumbled off to the 1st Island store to pick up his supplies. While walking,he ran into Scott. "Hey budster,didn't expect to see you out!" Scott called out. Topher waved, "Hey man,ditto". The two fist bumped. "What are you doing out this late?" Scott asked. "I promised I'd have a movie night with Lindsay to keep her company,just heading to buy her some ice cream". Scott smirked, "Nice,nice my man,you boutta get a healthy serving of milk from one of the hunnies?" he asked,nudging Topher with his elbow. Topher laughed, "Nah man,I couldn't make a move while sick,no way do I wanna catch something" he said, "Though between guys,woulnd't mind taking a crack if she's healthy" he joked,as the two boys laughed. Topher began to walk off but waved behind him, "Gotta get going. Cya tomorrow man!" he called. Scott waved too, "Enjoy your special night in bro". Topher sighed as he walked over the bridge, "Man,as much as things are weird right now,least I can say Scott has been really cool. He seems a genuinely nice bloke,can't wait to show him how to make a Topher in the Bar. God knows he'll need it for his shift at the hospital tomorrow" he thought to himself. As Topher reached the 1st Island,he was careful to not be noticed. It would be pretty hypocritical to be caught breaking his own established rules. He picked up the rocky road ice cream (Lindsay's favourite) and headed back as fast as he could to prevent it from melting. She was smiling when he walked in,but still had a constant redness in her eyes due to continuous crying. She gave a timid head tilt, "You remembered" she said happily. Topher handed her the ice cream and pulled up a chair,ready for the evening. He chuckled, "Of course I did".

-END OF PART 1-

(Coyler's Note: Honestly a fun chapter to write,I won't lie. Thought it was nice to give development to Heather and some more screen time to Lindsay. If wanted then without a doubt I'll have them appear more. Alejandro was also fun to write,it was definitely a contrast to how he usually acts. Hopefully you all enjoyed this latest update,sorry that it took so long. Who do you think will be next in line to die? Any characters that you want to see more of (that are alive)? And will Topher hook up with Lindsay? I can answer that last question with a probably not since he's a gentleman,like Jonathan Joestar or Gonta Gokuhara. Anyway,that's it for me. Coyler,out!)