"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
"Larry! Would you stop acting like Tarzan? You might disturb some of the animals. And who knows what lurks in the jungle at night." Teresa grabbed Larry by the back of his shirt, making him fall into the mud.
"Oh… fiery AND feisty, I always like that in my women." Larry growled in Teresa's ear.
"9:15 PM," Gordo was taping himself, making a video diary. "Larry has officially gone A-Wall. Who knows how long it will take until he starts planning to kill us all. No sign of civilization. Gordo is starting to talk in third person." He looked over his shoulder. Then he whispered to the camera, "Teresa looks hot when she's mad. Not that she doesn't always look hot." He looked at her again, then winked at the camera.
"Oh boy, I'm with a bunch of screwballs! I thought that Gordo would at least keep a grip on his sanity for a couple more hours." Teresa muttered as she tried to start a flash light.
"9:16 PM. Teresa looks hot, even when she's frustrated. Will try to help." Gordo turned off the camera and walked over to where Teresa was banging the light on the ground. "Sorry that I was bit, weird for a minute or so there. I guess it's the shock that I might be stuck on this island forever with you just put me in shock Do ya need any help with that?"
"Please. Try to get these other two started." Teresa handed him two more flashlights.
"Um… T…"
"I don't know if these batteries are working." Gordo said, absorbed in his work.
"Teresa, Gordo, I think you should check this out.
"Tudgeman. I…do…not…" Teresa got up and continued to bang the flashlight in her hand. "have time for your… silly…little… imaginings. There," Teresa smiled, pleased that she had finally gotten the light to work. "See Larry, there's nothing… AHHH!" Teresa screamed as her light shone upon two gleaming eyes.
"Now don't worry," Gordo jumped in front of Teresa, protecting her. He brandished his machete, "Come out, whoever or whatever you are!"
A little monkey, looking ashamed of himself, ambled out of the thicket.
"Aww," Teresa opened her arms and hugged the little monkey. She checked his tag, "Do you guys know who this is? This is Moe! The monkey from that presentation that escaped?" It dawned on the boys, and they nodded. "I don't know how he got all the way out here, but it's sure great to see you again."
"Hey," Larry bent down, to get on their level. "Maybe little old Moe here can help us get back home. I mean, he got this far, he should know how to get back?"
"That would be cruelty to animals!" Teresa hugged Moe, trying to guard him from crazy Larry.
"Um. T, Just want to remind you that you did a debate saying that you thought animal testing was okay. If that isn't animal cruelty, I don't know what is." Gordo said.
"That's different! I was trying to protect my reputation there! And we won, didn't we?! But Moe's been in captivity for years, around ruthless keepers, he probably doesn't even want to lead us anywhere."
Moe shook his head. He started pulling on Teresa's hand, trying to lead her somewhere.
"Or maybe he does…" Teresa got up and started following Moe. The other two tried to keep up with Moe's lightning pace.
A/N: Will a monkey lead these three to civilization? Does a garbage bag really make a good tent? Is Ethan really as smart as he says he is? Stay tuned!