pt. 4 Decision
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"Beka! Come on, this thing is breaking my fingers! Let's put it down." Harper whined. The storm was really terrible outside and they were bringing the last of the boxes inside the cave Rev had found. No one had noticed earlier that Rev had snuck off on a hike while the rest of them unloaded the ship. Now they were using the cave as a shelter from the storm.
"Ok, Harper. If you say so..." Beka immediately let go of the box. The box slipped out of Harper's hands and fell on his foot
"Oww. Oww. Oww." Harper said. Everyone burst out laughing while they watched Harper bounce around on one foot. "Beka! That hurt! What did you do that for!?"
Beka laughed. "Oooh, sorry Harper. Did that really hurt?" She said sarcasticly. "Do you want me to make it better? Here... let me step on the other foot." Beka tried to step on the other foot but Harper bounced away quickly.
"No" Harper squeaked. "I like it just the way it is..."
"Ok, suit yourself." Beka helped Tyr set up camp while Rev (after a few minutes of fighting) got Harper to sit down so he could check for broken bones. Rev found none. Soon they had the cave set up for a long stay. Everyone sat around the fire. After a few minutes of silence Rev made a suggestion...
"Charades. Why don't we play a game of charades?"
"Charades? Isn't that the game that you taught us Harper?" Beka inquired.
"Yeah, when we had that Blackout."
"Yeah that's the one."
"What is charades?" Tyr asked.
"Charades is a game where one person acts out a part of a movie, book, or every day life but doesn't tell the others what it is. The other people have to guess what that person is acting. If you guess what they are acting and get it right, then you get to act a part." Harper explained.
"Well what's the point in that?" Tyr said sitting back.
"Well, for one thing it will keep us from killing each other and another the game RULES! Well next to spin the bottle of course." Harper hinted.
"Well, we are not playing spin the bottle. It's unfair, I'm the only girl. Now unless you guys wanna kiss each other...." Beka said standing up
"Hell no!" Harper exclaimed standing up too. "Besides, we have Rommie!"
"I doubt Rommie would join. I shut her down to conserve energy."
"Well, she might as well suffer with the rest of us! It's not like I couldn't hook her up a power source." Harper said angerly.
"Yeah, I'm sure you could. Har-per But you havent done it yet, have ya?" Beka said getting in Harper's face.
"Well, I could have if we didn't have to pull these boxes around, one, of which, you dropped on my foot!" Harper said indicating his sore foot. "And I bet 10 out of 10, that you thought it was really funny huh."
"Well, you did kinda look like Fred Flinstone and I did offer to step on the other one for ya, to make it even." Beka said trying not to laugh. Harper was red with fury. Normally he would shrug off the times the crew picked on him, but he was hot and irritated. Also in a bad mood from that morning.
"I did not look like Fred Flintstone." Harper mimicked. "And it wasn't funny. That really hurt."
"Well, I'm sorry, Harper, you asked for it!"
"Yeah, I asked to put it down, but not on me!"
"I have it!" Tyr exclaimed before Beka could respond.
"Have what, Tyr?" Beka asked.
"A...oh what do you call it...ahh...A married couple!"
"WHAT?!" Both Beka and Harper exclaimed.
"Well that's what your acting like, aren't you?" Tyr said. Rev started a light chuckle.
"What?" Beka said. Then it finally hit her. "Oh. Tyr we weren't playing charades."
"Oh, really...."
Beka growled in frustration and grabbed a bunch of blankets. She walked to the back to the cave and made her bed, laying down when she was done.
"Maybe Beka has the right idea." Rev said. He was trying to stop another fight before it happened. " We all should take comfort in a good night's rest."
Tyr and Harper nodded and prepared their beds.
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Later that evening...
The storm had stopped. Finally... Harper thought sitting out side of the cave. He could not sleep. No matter how hard he worked or tried counting sheep, he could not sleep. And he knew why...
He was upset about what had happened earlier. They always picked on him, because he was weak. He could not fight back like Tyr or Beka. He hated being weak. Always having to rely on someone else to fend for him. Sure, he could do a few things to hold someone off. Like he did when they encountered the Pax Magellantic. He only pulled off a few stunts to protect Dylan, but in the end Tyr destroyed the android. And another thing is he was forever getting sick! His stupid immune system! Every other week was another disease. He wished that he could prove to them that he wasn't as weak as they think. He only needed a chance. Maybe if he could find a way off of this island. Maybe he could go check out the ship. As a matter of fact, where were Trance and Dylan? Maybe he should go looking for them. Harper stood up. That's it! He could look for them...