All right, I'm back with another chapter. This one was a lot of fun for me to write because I go to use some lines from LotR (there a little different, though). I hope that you all enjoy!
-Romen

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15. More Torture for Say-Say and Some Other Stuff

"95 bottles of beer on the wall, 95 bottles of beer, you take one down and pass it around, 94 bottles of beer on the wall!"

"Will you please stop singing that song," Sayid moaned, shutting his eyes and wincing at the pain that shot through his skull. "You have already finished it two times!"

"Sure dude, if you want." Michael Jack's Son shrugged. "My mom used to sing it to me when I was a baby, so it's my favorite song."

Sayid watched as they began to go down the loop once again. "That explains a lot. So tell me, Michael, how did your nose come to be so small?"

The pop star hesitated, thinking. "Well, I guess...I'm gonna have to think about that one for a while."

Sayid sighed, leaning his head back. "Good. In the mean time, I am going to rest."

"94 bottles"-

"Shut-up."

"Okay."

Meanwhile, back in the jungle...

"Here, let me set you down on this chaise lounge." Boone gently set Kate down on the ground and helped her to sit, stroking the velvet cover. "Isn't it smooth?"

"Thanks, Boone." Kate sighed, laying down and shutting her eyes. "How did you get this? There wasn't anything like this on the plane."

Boone smiled, turning around to get something. "I just found it. Here, have some chocolate covered strawberries."

"Wow, thanks!" She took one, biting into it. "Delicious! How did you keep the chocolate from melting? I don't see any coolers anywhere..."

"I have my ways. Have a drink of this soda." He handed her a bottle.

"Boone, you're the best! What would I ever do without you?" Kate smiled amiably.

He kissed her hand. "I don't know. What would you do without me?"

"Boone, can I see you for a minute?"

He looked up. "Sure John. Hold on one second." He turned to face Dott (Dott was Scott's twin sister) and Steve. "Hey, you two; why don't you fan Kate with those palm leaves over there?"

"Gee, thanks Boone," Kate gushed.

Boone drew himself up to his full height (which wasn't much). "I just wanted to make sure that you were taken care of while I was gone. I'm coming, John."

The two jogged from the cave until they came to a deserted clearing. Locke frowned, crossing his arms.

"There are many magic pebbles in this world, Boone, and none should be used likely."

Boone scowled, ignoring the fact that Locke knew that he had the pebble. "It was just a bit of fun! Oh well, you're probably right, as usual. You will keep an eye on Shannon while I'm warming up for the contest?"

The old yet young man nodded. "Two eyes, as often as I can spare them."

"I left all of my spare luggage with her, darn it," Boone muttered.

"You are leaving the pebble with Walt?" Locke pressed, his eyes narrowing.

"Yeah, I'm gonna give it to him to add to his collection." Boone fingered it in his pocket, taking it out and running it through his fingers. "Wait, I think that it likes it better in my pocket. After all, why not? Why shouldn't I keep it?"

"Boone, I think you should leave the Pebble behind. Is that so hard?"

"No." He paused. "And yes. Now that it comes to it, I don't feel like parting with it. I found it, it came to me!"

Locke cocked one eyebrow higher than the other. "There's no need to get angry."

"Well if I'm angry it's your fault!" He looked back down at the red stone in his hand. "It's mine, my own. My precious."

The old yet young man gasped. "It's been called that before, but not by you."

"What business is it of yours what I do with my own things?" Boone whirled around to face him. "You just want it for yourself!"

Locke smiled his freaky grin. "You're right! Give it to me!" He lunged at Boone, grasping for the pebble.

"No, get off me you old geezer! There's no way that I'm giving you the Magic Pebble!" He looked down at the stone. "Make Locke stop fighting me."

At that moment, a dazed Claire walked into the clearing. Locke stood, brushing himself off. "Claire? Are you all right?"

She turned to face them, her blue eyes glazed as if unseeing. She put on hand on her head. "Nothing. No view. There was nothing." She pointed at Locke. "It was like that, only worse."

"Claire, wait!" Charlie rushed in from behind her, putting a guiding hand on her shoulder. He was wearing one of her hats. "Oh, hey guys. I think Claire needs to lie down and rest."

Locke nodded. "Get her back to the caves and give her some water." He turned around as the two left, surprised to see that Boone was gone.

TBC...

Look forward to the next task and that drastic break-up between Shannon and Jin that we have all been waiting for!

Imzadi: Kate's probably planning even more activities. I really think that she should start some kind of a game show. And you're on the right track with "what's under Charlie's hate" (hmm...that could be the name of her show!).

non-damsel: LOL I'm glad that you like it. "Lost" is such a serious show that it's fun to give it some humor. And yup, Kate's so enjoying herself! I hope that you liked this chapter.

lordoftheringsfanficreader: I know what you mean about the battery lol. Yup. I'm planning that death...It will be funny. In fact, Boone is going to be singing at the time. Anyway, I hope you liked this chapter lol.