Okay here is a short I came up with...once again I used a random word, and the word was "pillow" this time, therefore i have "The last pillow" lol tell me what you think!
Kate rolled over, he head bumping into a rock on the way. Sitting up she groaned,
looking at the worn out airplane pillow she had been sleeping on. It was no good.
Since she needed a good nights rest, she decided to head over to Sawyer, since he
would surely have a pillow she could have.
"Hey Sawyer" Was the first thing she said when she saw him. Sawyer looked up from
his book.
"What can I do ya for freckles?" He asked, recognizing the look on her face.
"I need a pillow." She said.
"Sorry, can't help ya there, seeing here as this is the last one i got, and well, we know I
need a good nights rest" Kate pushed her bottom lip out, and looked up at him
pleadingly,
"Sorry freckles, just can't this time."
"Fine." She said brushing past him angrily. On the way out of his tent, she reached
out, quickly grabbing the pillow. Before she could run, Sawyer had grabbed hold of
her. Mindlessly she elbowed him in the chest, forcing him to let go, then she took of
running.
"Freckles!" He called, "get back here!" and then he took off running after her. Kate
breathed heavily as she ran through the jungle. She wasn't exactly sure what had
possessed her to take it, after all he would just try to get it back, but one thing was for
sure; this was war. She could hear Sawyer gaining up on her. She tried to quicken her
pace, but before she could Sawyer had jumped her. The two struggled on the ground.
Neither willing to let go of the pillow, and trying to get away from the other.
"Come on girl, just hand it over." Sawyer grunted.
"You think I'd go through all this and then just hand it over?" She asked, then knocked
her forehead on his and squirmed away.
Carefully, they found their footing, neither of them letting go of the pillow the entire
time.
"Hand it over Sawyer." She glared at him; he was sort of dragging her.
"Forget it." They both pulled with all their might, and found themselves landing on the
ground, as feathers floated all around them.
"Well, this is just perfect, now we both screwed up."
"Well if you had just given it to me, none of this would have happened" Kate retorted.
"What so this all my fault."
"Yes, you broke the last pillow." She said and stalked off as Sawyer brushed feathers
of himself and sighed.
"Hey freckles wait up." He called, she kept walking. He followed her, and then she
suddenly stopped. "Geez freckles, why you stopping. I almost ran you over." He said
after bumping into her. Then he looked in front of them, and let his jaw drop at what
he saw. There Hurley was, sleeping in the middle of the jungle, on about 50 hardly
used pillows.
"Ok...I've got an idea...You lift him and I'll grab some" Kate said in determination.
Sawyer raised an eyebrow "Lift him? Are you crazy freckles?" Kate groaned "Just do
it" Sawyer leant over and started to pull. Suddenly a very loud crack echoed through
the trees "Oh crap...I think I broke my back"
The end.
Okay, I'd just liek to say, the end was writen by my dear friend Jade (the hurley part) so i have to give her credit for that...lol let me know what you think!