Disclaimer: I don't own Recess, as everyone already knows...
A/N: O-kay, this is definitely NOT the last King Bob/Ashley A. story. I just got a brainstorm for a really good one. = )
Chapter Nine: The Morning After
Lawson woke up with a pain in his side. What the heck happened? And why was he all wet? He cracked his eyes open, and nearly freaked when he saw where he was. Somehow he had fallen into some river and washed up on shore somewhere. He must have been knocked unconscious, because he couldn't remember what--oh, yeah. That witch Ashley Q. had pushed him over a stupid cliff. Now he was lost. Great.
He stood up, despite the dizziness and pain he felt, and figured he'd best try to find "camp". He suddenly realized the sun was shining, meaning it was morning. He must have been out there all night. Even more great.
"If I ever see that blasted Ashley Quinlin again, I'm gonna KILL her!"
Lawson started walking upstream. If he had flown downstream, then it only made since that camp was upstream. He looked ahead of him and saw none other than Ashley Q.--lying facedown in the dirt. Geez, as much as he hated her right now, he couldn't just leave her out here for the bears to snack on. He walked over to her, then nudged her with his foot.
"Come on, wake up," he muttered. He was NOT about to carry the good- for-nothing brat up the mountain after all she'd done in the past two days. He was somewhat relieved when she finally woke up.
"Huh? Where am I?" she asked sleepily.
"Well, thanks to you, we're LOST!!"
"What?" she growled, suddenly remembering what all had happened. She stood up on the shore and gave Lawson an evil look. "My fault? Is it my fault that you went looking for firewood by a cliff?"
"No, but it's your fault that you have a temper problem and pushed us OVER the cliff!"
"You are so--I oughta--why don't you--UGH!!!"
"Good, you're speechless. That'll make the trip to camp easier to deal with."
"What are you talkin' about?" she asked while trying to wring some water out of her hair.
"Duh! We landed in a river, flowed downstream, and now we have to hike back to camp, and maybe even do some mountain-climbing."
He turned to start walking back upstream. Ashley stopped trying to dry herself, and raced after him. She couldn't believe this was happening...
"Are you trying to say that we have to actually DO something?" she asked. "Sorry, but I don't DO anything. It causes sweat."
Lawson took a glance at her. "Well, right now you look like a drowned rat, so I don't think a little sweat's gonna make you look any worse than you do right now."
"I hate you!"
"Yeah, well, I'm not too fond of you either."
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Vince and Ashley B. awoke to a cold, wet surrounding. When it had started raining last night, they had decided to try piling in the van. Although half-destroyed, it still functioned as a pretty good shelter.
"Man, I'm starved," Vince said. "Hey, Ashley B., you don't think all that snack food me and Lawson threw in the back is ruined do ya?"
"No, it should still be fresh," she answered, turning to dig around through the mess that had accummulated back there.
"I wonder whatever happened to Lawson and Ashley Q.," Vince wondered aloud. "They've been out all night. I hoped nothing bad happened to them."
"I'm sure they're fine," Ashley B. told him, finally finding a bag of tortilla chips. "Here ya go."
"Thanks."
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Ashley A. woke up and rubbed her eyes. It was morning. Man, she didn't think she'd be able to sleep in such a cramped position all night in that crevice. But of course, Bob made it more comfortable. She always thought of him as one big teddy bear. Suddenly, she noticed something...Bob wasn't there. She shot up.
"Bob?" she called, stepping out of the crevice. "Bob, where are you?"
"Over here, sweetie," she heard. She was relieved to see him coming from the other side of the road. "Come look at what I found."
Ashley walked over to where he was and saw that he was holding a handful a blackberries. She didn't realize how hungry she was until she heard her stomach growl.
"Oooh, yum!" she exclaimed as Bob poured them into her hand. "Where'd you find them?"
"Over there," he said, pointing to a huge bush growing between two huge rocks. "There's plenty left if you want some more."
After a good breakfast of blackberries, they continued walking up the road. They sure hoped to find help soon. They weren't sure how long their friends could hold out on their own...especially Vince with his injuries.
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A/N: O-kay, this is definitely NOT the last King Bob/Ashley A. story. I just got a brainstorm for a really good one. = )
Chapter Nine: The Morning After
Lawson woke up with a pain in his side. What the heck happened? And why was he all wet? He cracked his eyes open, and nearly freaked when he saw where he was. Somehow he had fallen into some river and washed up on shore somewhere. He must have been knocked unconscious, because he couldn't remember what--oh, yeah. That witch Ashley Q. had pushed him over a stupid cliff. Now he was lost. Great.
He stood up, despite the dizziness and pain he felt, and figured he'd best try to find "camp". He suddenly realized the sun was shining, meaning it was morning. He must have been out there all night. Even more great.
"If I ever see that blasted Ashley Quinlin again, I'm gonna KILL her!"
Lawson started walking upstream. If he had flown downstream, then it only made since that camp was upstream. He looked ahead of him and saw none other than Ashley Q.--lying facedown in the dirt. Geez, as much as he hated her right now, he couldn't just leave her out here for the bears to snack on. He walked over to her, then nudged her with his foot.
"Come on, wake up," he muttered. He was NOT about to carry the good- for-nothing brat up the mountain after all she'd done in the past two days. He was somewhat relieved when she finally woke up.
"Huh? Where am I?" she asked sleepily.
"Well, thanks to you, we're LOST!!"
"What?" she growled, suddenly remembering what all had happened. She stood up on the shore and gave Lawson an evil look. "My fault? Is it my fault that you went looking for firewood by a cliff?"
"No, but it's your fault that you have a temper problem and pushed us OVER the cliff!"
"You are so--I oughta--why don't you--UGH!!!"
"Good, you're speechless. That'll make the trip to camp easier to deal with."
"What are you talkin' about?" she asked while trying to wring some water out of her hair.
"Duh! We landed in a river, flowed downstream, and now we have to hike back to camp, and maybe even do some mountain-climbing."
He turned to start walking back upstream. Ashley stopped trying to dry herself, and raced after him. She couldn't believe this was happening...
"Are you trying to say that we have to actually DO something?" she asked. "Sorry, but I don't DO anything. It causes sweat."
Lawson took a glance at her. "Well, right now you look like a drowned rat, so I don't think a little sweat's gonna make you look any worse than you do right now."
"I hate you!"
"Yeah, well, I'm not too fond of you either."
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Vince and Ashley B. awoke to a cold, wet surrounding. When it had started raining last night, they had decided to try piling in the van. Although half-destroyed, it still functioned as a pretty good shelter.
"Man, I'm starved," Vince said. "Hey, Ashley B., you don't think all that snack food me and Lawson threw in the back is ruined do ya?"
"No, it should still be fresh," she answered, turning to dig around through the mess that had accummulated back there.
"I wonder whatever happened to Lawson and Ashley Q.," Vince wondered aloud. "They've been out all night. I hoped nothing bad happened to them."
"I'm sure they're fine," Ashley B. told him, finally finding a bag of tortilla chips. "Here ya go."
"Thanks."
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Ashley A. woke up and rubbed her eyes. It was morning. Man, she didn't think she'd be able to sleep in such a cramped position all night in that crevice. But of course, Bob made it more comfortable. She always thought of him as one big teddy bear. Suddenly, she noticed something...Bob wasn't there. She shot up.
"Bob?" she called, stepping out of the crevice. "Bob, where are you?"
"Over here, sweetie," she heard. She was relieved to see him coming from the other side of the road. "Come look at what I found."
Ashley walked over to where he was and saw that he was holding a handful a blackberries. She didn't realize how hungry she was until she heard her stomach growl.
"Oooh, yum!" she exclaimed as Bob poured them into her hand. "Where'd you find them?"
"Over there," he said, pointing to a huge bush growing between two huge rocks. "There's plenty left if you want some more."
After a good breakfast of blackberries, they continued walking up the road. They sure hoped to find help soon. They weren't sure how long their friends could hold out on their own...especially Vince with his injuries.
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