Okay everyone; I'm back with chapter 14! I hope that you all enjoy and post your reviews!

OOOOH LOVING THESE NEW EPISODES! I hope that they keep coming!

OMG NOOOO! NOOOOO! NOOOO! Boone...sniff...Boone...sob...Little B...sob...No!

I'm sending some bad vibes towards Locke. What is that man all about, eh?

Anyway, let us begin!

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14. The Second Task Is Explained and Even More Torture for Sayid

"Hi Sun!" Claire waddled over to the Korean woman, sitting down on a rock as she watched her plant some guava seeds. "Wow, that looks really strenous. It's too bad that I can't help you. I'm pregnant, you know, so I don't have to do any work." She sighed wistfully. "Life is just so hard! I just hate not being able to help with raft or boar hunting."

Sun, while lying about her English speaking skills, had built up a lot of self-control. People would always come to her to vent. In fact, she could probably write a juicy gossip article on each of the castaways. The only way that she kept from losing her cool was to pretend that she wasn't listening, and that was exactly what she was doing with Claire.

"The sun is sooo hot here," the blond continued obliviously, fanning herself with one of Walt's comic books. "I sometimes think that I'm just going to DIE of heat, and all I'm doing is sitting around, watching other people sweat as they work oh-so hard. I wish that I could help!"

Sun couldn't take it anymore. She blew. "Oh really?" she cried, throwing down her small shovel and crossing her arms. "You could at least fill up a water bottle for someone, if it's not too strenous!"

Claire, however, wasn't listening to her remark. Her jaw dropped. "You can speak English?"

"Well...yes." She rolled her eyes.

"Dicken? Oh, no, dicken? Really? Dicken! Oh my gosh! Ha! Why didn't you tell anyone?"

"I don't know. I just didn't want to." Sun went back to her digging. "But you have to promise me that you want mention my English speaking skills to anyone."

Claire scowled. "Of course not! It would take away all of the fun."

Sun paused, cocking one eyebrow higher than the other. "Fun?"

Claire nodded, smiling broadly. "Yes, the fun! We can have our own private jokes, our own codes...Oh, we will have so much fun!"

Sun was about to protest when she heard footsteps. They looked up. Charlie walked into the clearing, one of Claire's hats pulled down over his head. He smiled genuinely at them.

"Hello ladies, what are you two doing?"

"Oh...nothing," Claire replied, throwing Sun a conspicious looking wink. "Why are you wearing that funny looking hat, Charlie?"

"What hat?" He put his hand on top of his head, looking confused. "Oh, you mean this old thing? I thought that it could help shade me from the sun."

"It doesn't look good at all. Give it to me." She stood, pulling it off of his head and shrieking at the sight that she saw.

Meanwhile, back in the jungle...

"Michael, I really want to get off of this ride." Sayid looked down at the ground below them. "I'm feeling motion sick..."

"I'm sorry, man, but...I can't." He shrugged. "We could jump on the next time around."

"Jump?" Sayid smacked him on the back of the head. "Are you out of your mind? We can't jump! We'd get killed!"

"Dude, I'm just making a suggestion. If you really want to get off of the ride, we're going to have to jump."

Meanwhile, back in the clearing...

Kate pulled a loose strand of hair behind her hair after making everyone wait in suspense until the next episode- I mean, chapter. "Okay, the next task is going to be one that tests physical strength. Locke, would you be kind enough to explain this to our wonderful contestants?"

Sawyer beamed at being called wonderful. Boone rolled his eyes.

The hunter came forward, clearing his throat as he crossed his arms. "I've found a large tree out in the jungle with good, thick branches. It's a very rare kind of tree. It's called the"-

"Excuse me, but we're not here to get a lesson in biology," Sawyer interrupted, massaging his aching temples. He hadn't been wearing his glasses lately because Charlie and Claire made fun of him every time he put them on. "Can you just explain the task like the lady told you to?"

Locke, who didn't like being told what to do, bristled, but cut to the chase. "You're going to have to hang from a tree limb until your arms get too tired."

Jack snorted. "That's it? That's all we have to do?"

Kate nodded, grinning from ear to ear (literally. Shannon thought it looked quite scary). "Yes, that's all there is to it!"

"Good luck, squirt," Sawyer hissed to Walt under his breath so no one could hear him. "Remember that you're playing with the big boys now."

Walt smiled, dancing around and grabbing Sawyer's hand. "You're my friend, Mr. Sawyer! Thank you, and I hope that you do good to! I just know that I'm gonna win this contest. That is if you don't win, of course. You're the smartest dumb person I've ever met."

"Yeah, well..." Sawyer frowned, not really sure if that were an insult or a compliment.

"You have a few minutes to go warm up," Kate continued, grabbing her haliburton. "Meanwhile, I'm going to go rest. Judging takes a lot of effort!"

"I'll come with." Boone apeared at her side, taking her hand and lovingly stroking it. "You look so tired." He turned to face his opponents. "Good luck! I know that every one of you probably deserves Kate more than I do."

"Suck up," Sawyer muttered as Boone walked off, carrying Kate.

Jack shook his head. "Don't worry about it. I'm going to go get ready."

Meanwhile, back at the S. S. Michael...

"No, you have to tie it around this way."

Jin threw down the rope, going off into a string of colorful Korean words.

"Dudes, you're both wrong," Hurley intercepted, putting his hands on both Michael and Jin's shoulders. "It would be much better if you"-

"Who asked you?" Michael cut in, whirling around to face him. "We didn't ask you for any help, did we, Jin?"

"De!" Jin cried in agreement, pounding his fist in his palm.

"Dudes, dudes, just chill out." Hurley backed away. "You should be worrying about Walt."

"Why should I worry about my son? He's right...he's right..." Michael stopped, turning around and glancing across the beach. "Walt?"

TBC...

Look forward to the Second Task, more revalations about what was under Charlie's hat, and more torture for poor Say-Say. We also get to see some Boone/Kate ineraction. Teehee.

Hmm...I really don't know what I'm going to do with Boone. I'll have to kill him off (sighs), but I'll find some way to make it comedic and tie it in with the show. Don't worry, I might even bring him back to life.

Anyway, once again, I am not using my own computer, so I cannot respond to your reviews. Sorry! Please keep them coming. They are a joy to read.

I also apologize for the length of this chapter. The next one will be longer. :)

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