Okay, yeah, this thing has turned out to be pretty weird already... But
hopefully it'll also be pretty good. So, here comes chapter two!
The Helpless Hobo
Episode 2: The Helpless Hobo
Rhonda awoke from her state of unconciousness and looked around. "Wha... What's going on? Where are we? OH MY GOD! MY MAKEUP! IT'S RUINED!" Then Rhonda began running around the cockpit, screaming at the top of her lungs about her ruined makeup. The gundam pilots quickly woke up. "Where are we? And why are you screaming?" "MY MAKEUP'S COMPLETELY RUINED!" Rhonda yelled, and then she pressed a button labelled 'emergency' on one of the computers. A machine lowered from the ceiling of the cockpit and touched up her makeup. "Phew... All better..." She said with a smile. "Now, as for where we are, I have no idea."
The gundam pilots, and Rhonda, filed out of Rhonda's private jet and tried to figure out where they had crash-landed. "Well, it's fairly obvious that we crashed into that big island we saw when I said we were lost." Rhonda began. "The island didn't look familiar, and as I said, we were lost, so I can't check a specific area on the map and see where we are... So all we can really do is look around for some sign of civilization, and just play it by ear from now on." The gundam pilots, and Rhonda, sat around on the empty beach where they had crash-landed, looking rather glum and hopeless, for quite some time before anyone spoke.
"I wonder what time it is... Judging by the level of darkness, I'd say it must be around Midnight or so." Wufei finally said. "If I'm right about that, we were unconcious for 7 hours." "Yeah, so? Knowing what time it is and how long we were unconcious wont help us get off this island." Duo muttered. "Well, neither is sitting around wishing we weren't here, you know." Quatre pointed out. "Quatre's got a point, maybe we should do what Rhonda said and at least TRY to find something to help us out." Trowa added.
"Alright! Everybody ready? C'mon!" Rhonda cheerfully shouted after everyone had salvaged everything useful from the wrecked aircraft. "How can she be so happy about all this?" Duo muttered, astonished by the womans enthusiasm. "Aw, come on, we might not be in the best of situations, but we can still have fun! Lighten up a bit! If we're all miserable, it'll make it that much more unpleasant. We can be depressed and miserable, or we can try and make something out of this. It's an adventure!" Rhonda replied with a smile.
Duo sighed and shook his head a bit. "I hate to say it, but I guess you're right. So, we're stranded on an island, we have no idea where we are, if there is any life here, or how we'll get back... But... Oh, wait, what's the good part?" Duo blushed slightly and shot a grin Heero's way. "Never mind, I just thought of one..." A few minutes into the hike, they had crossed the sands of the beach and entered the dense forest making up at least half of the island. "I'm hungry..." Duo said as they passed by a fruit-bearing bush of some sort. "No time to stop and eat now, Duo, if... Well, actually, I'm a bit hungry too. Those berries look safe, so I suppose we can stop to eat." Rhonda said, and the group began picking berries.
"Those berries are good... And, surprisingly enough, pretty filling." Quatre sighed as he stared at the berry bushes. "I don't think I could eat another bite..." Trowa sat down next to Quatre and glanced over at Rhonda. "Me neither... But, uh... I'm thirsty now. Yeah, that's it. Rhonda? Do you think there might be a stream or river or something nearby?" Trowa asked, forcing back a grin. "Well, I suppose there just might be. I'll go take a look!" Rhonda cheerfully replied, and wandered off in search of water. "Now that she's gone..." Trowa grinned, and then kissed Quatre. "Don't you think you could tell her now? What's the worst that could happen? Besides, it's just the six of us, stranded on an island for who knows how long... I don't think I can go too long without..." Rhonda jumped back into the small clearing.
"Eveybody hide!" She hissed, and the gundam pilots all got as low to the gound as they could and remained completely quiet. A few minutes went, by, and Rhonda motioned for them to all get up and move closer to her. "Somebody else is out there, following us. I saw a man dressed in rags and an old top hat of some kind standing back the way we came, just a few yards away, staring towards this clearing." She whispered, just loud enough for the gundam pilots to hear her. "Someone else is on the island?" Trowa asked. "Yes... But we don't know who he is, what his motives are... Or anything about him at all!"
Rhonda glanced around. "Maybe he's gone now... And even if he isn't, it'd be best to keep moving. So we should probably start walking again." Everyone picked up their belongings and silently continued their journey. For some reason, not long after they resumed walking, Trowa had a sudden urge to look over his shoulder. He did so, and saw a man dressed in rags and an odd looking tophat, staring right back at him. "He's still following us!" Trowa whispered to the others, and they sped up slightly. Every once in a while, someone would look over their shoulder, and when they did, they saw the same man standing several yards behind them, staring at them unmovingly.
TO BE CONTINUED
The Helpless Hobo
Episode 2: The Helpless Hobo
Rhonda awoke from her state of unconciousness and looked around. "Wha... What's going on? Where are we? OH MY GOD! MY MAKEUP! IT'S RUINED!" Then Rhonda began running around the cockpit, screaming at the top of her lungs about her ruined makeup. The gundam pilots quickly woke up. "Where are we? And why are you screaming?" "MY MAKEUP'S COMPLETELY RUINED!" Rhonda yelled, and then she pressed a button labelled 'emergency' on one of the computers. A machine lowered from the ceiling of the cockpit and touched up her makeup. "Phew... All better..." She said with a smile. "Now, as for where we are, I have no idea."
The gundam pilots, and Rhonda, filed out of Rhonda's private jet and tried to figure out where they had crash-landed. "Well, it's fairly obvious that we crashed into that big island we saw when I said we were lost." Rhonda began. "The island didn't look familiar, and as I said, we were lost, so I can't check a specific area on the map and see where we are... So all we can really do is look around for some sign of civilization, and just play it by ear from now on." The gundam pilots, and Rhonda, sat around on the empty beach where they had crash-landed, looking rather glum and hopeless, for quite some time before anyone spoke.
"I wonder what time it is... Judging by the level of darkness, I'd say it must be around Midnight or so." Wufei finally said. "If I'm right about that, we were unconcious for 7 hours." "Yeah, so? Knowing what time it is and how long we were unconcious wont help us get off this island." Duo muttered. "Well, neither is sitting around wishing we weren't here, you know." Quatre pointed out. "Quatre's got a point, maybe we should do what Rhonda said and at least TRY to find something to help us out." Trowa added.
"Alright! Everybody ready? C'mon!" Rhonda cheerfully shouted after everyone had salvaged everything useful from the wrecked aircraft. "How can she be so happy about all this?" Duo muttered, astonished by the womans enthusiasm. "Aw, come on, we might not be in the best of situations, but we can still have fun! Lighten up a bit! If we're all miserable, it'll make it that much more unpleasant. We can be depressed and miserable, or we can try and make something out of this. It's an adventure!" Rhonda replied with a smile.
Duo sighed and shook his head a bit. "I hate to say it, but I guess you're right. So, we're stranded on an island, we have no idea where we are, if there is any life here, or how we'll get back... But... Oh, wait, what's the good part?" Duo blushed slightly and shot a grin Heero's way. "Never mind, I just thought of one..." A few minutes into the hike, they had crossed the sands of the beach and entered the dense forest making up at least half of the island. "I'm hungry..." Duo said as they passed by a fruit-bearing bush of some sort. "No time to stop and eat now, Duo, if... Well, actually, I'm a bit hungry too. Those berries look safe, so I suppose we can stop to eat." Rhonda said, and the group began picking berries.
"Those berries are good... And, surprisingly enough, pretty filling." Quatre sighed as he stared at the berry bushes. "I don't think I could eat another bite..." Trowa sat down next to Quatre and glanced over at Rhonda. "Me neither... But, uh... I'm thirsty now. Yeah, that's it. Rhonda? Do you think there might be a stream or river or something nearby?" Trowa asked, forcing back a grin. "Well, I suppose there just might be. I'll go take a look!" Rhonda cheerfully replied, and wandered off in search of water. "Now that she's gone..." Trowa grinned, and then kissed Quatre. "Don't you think you could tell her now? What's the worst that could happen? Besides, it's just the six of us, stranded on an island for who knows how long... I don't think I can go too long without..." Rhonda jumped back into the small clearing.
"Eveybody hide!" She hissed, and the gundam pilots all got as low to the gound as they could and remained completely quiet. A few minutes went, by, and Rhonda motioned for them to all get up and move closer to her. "Somebody else is out there, following us. I saw a man dressed in rags and an old top hat of some kind standing back the way we came, just a few yards away, staring towards this clearing." She whispered, just loud enough for the gundam pilots to hear her. "Someone else is on the island?" Trowa asked. "Yes... But we don't know who he is, what his motives are... Or anything about him at all!"
Rhonda glanced around. "Maybe he's gone now... And even if he isn't, it'd be best to keep moving. So we should probably start walking again." Everyone picked up their belongings and silently continued their journey. For some reason, not long after they resumed walking, Trowa had a sudden urge to look over his shoulder. He did so, and saw a man dressed in rags and an odd looking tophat, staring right back at him. "He's still following us!" Trowa whispered to the others, and they sped up slightly. Every once in a while, someone would look over their shoulder, and when they did, they saw the same man standing several yards behind them, staring at them unmovingly.
TO BE CONTINUED
