Ch. 9: the temple

Disclaimer: Same as every other chapter. IZ isn't mine, Survivor isn't mine, and those boxers under my bed deffinitly aren't mine! How'd those get there! I DEMAND TO KNOW!

The castaways decided to drop off their recovered belongings at camp before heading to the temple. Little could be done to keep Dib and Brandy from walking beside each other, conversing about whatever was on their minds. The radio was too heavy for one person to carry, so they both volentered.

" Heather, remind me again why we're doing this" Allison was reffering to the agreement at the tribal council at a low whisper so that only Heather could hear. "Because Dib isn't good enough to date our best friend. Just look at his head-"

"But I think they'll make a cute couple. Besides, look at Brandy. Have you never seen her more happy?" they both watched their friend laugh at a joke Dib had told her. Heather retaliated, "how do we know he's not trying to get into her pants? Men are such pigs sometimes-"

"That's your opinion because every guy you've dated was a jerk." Heather fumes over the memories of her now ex- boyfriend (give you three guesses why),.then cools down. "I just don't want her to get hurt like I did" The two friends didn't discuss anything further until they reached camp.

Soon after 45 minutes of trudging through untamed jungle, the castaways reach their destination. Everyone is in awe. "Ooooooohhh!" they exclaim. "Right, lets go through the way Dib and I first came, because we know, up until the trap door, what to expect." everyone agrees to Brandy's sugesstion, for it was the most sensible suggestion they had. Without warning, Brandy lookes to some bushes. "Hey, Zim! I know you're there, so don't bother hiding" Suprised, Zim emerges. " how did you know I was there?" he asks the human. She shrugges. "Woman's Intuition?" the brunette guesses. Then she cleared her throat. "Why are we wasting time here! Let's go!"

The castaways made it deep into the innards of the temple(and I'm not saying bowels because though it's more dramatic, it's also overused), gazing at the wonders of the carved walls, which were still in the same pattern and with the same mysterious blue illumination. "What exactly are we looking for?" Jennifer asks Dib. "Anything interesting or spooky and of some strange origin." the paranormal investigator ansewred . He and Brandy both take a step forward. Instantly, a trap door springs, causing both of them to fall. Gaz grows annoyed. "What is it with those two and falling into trap doors!" The trap door closes. Zim starts cheering. "The Dib-pig is dead! Victory for Zim!" The others glare at him. "Brandy was with him to." Allison, in suprise to the other castaways, glares at him. For once on this temple venture, Zim was scared. "I'm sure The Dib cushened her fall" he attempts to reassure her. Heather sighs. "Well, we're not getting out of here by arguing amonst ourselves. Let's move on and hope we find Dib and Brandy." Everyone nods, and continue on their doomed journy.

Meanwhile, Dib and Brandy were plummeting twards their doom. SPLASH! They hit the water. When Brandy reached the surface of the water she gasped for breath. "Dib! Dib, where are you! Please ansewr me!"

"I'm right here" she spun around in the water to find Dib at the shore of the underground lake that they had fallen in. He reached out his hand to help her out. She accepted, and he pulled her out. "Thanks. Where are we?"

"Somewhere deeper than where we have fallen before." Dib ansewrs. Realizing they were still holding the other's hand, the two dropped them as if their hands were on fire, blushing. "Well...shall we move on then?" Brandy asks. Dib nods, and they begin their quest to find the others.

(A/N: the 'men are such pigs sometimes' isn't my opinion. It's Heathers because she's had many jerks for boyfriends in the past.)