Chapter 4: Dinky Doodle
Sawyer had written the names of everyone he was going to torture. Next was Dinky Doodle.
"I get it; you weren't from the north so you couldn't be Yankee Doodle!" Sawyer said, approaching Sayid.
"Excuse me?"
"You couldn't be Yankee, so your mother settled for Dinky," Sawyer smiled.
"What on earth are you talking about?" Sayid said standing up in front of Sawyer.
"I'm taking about you," Sawyer grinned.
"My name is Sayid Jarrah, not Dinky Doodle," Sayid said proudly.
"Whatever you say," Sawyer started. He turned and murmured under his breath, "Dinky."
"Sawyer, I suggest you stop referring to everyone with these ridiculous names you got out of the silly child's book!"
"And if I don't?"
"And if you don't, I will personally…" Sayid stopped for a moment, "Ask Kate to hit you again!"
"You heard about that?"
"Everyone did, you were screaming like a baby!" Sayid chuckled.
"You would be to, Dinky!"
"That's it!" Sayid exploded. He pounced on Sawyer like a rabid mountain lion. Pinning him on the ground, Sayid sat on Sawyer's stomach and tried to punch him; however, he was interrupted by Saywer's hand fighting his own.
"Damn!" Both men looked towards the trees. Kate was standing near the edge. "I knew you wanted some, but I didn't know you were desperate enough to run to Sayid!" Kate laughed so hard she could hardly breathe. Sayid and Sawyer exchanged glances, and then got up. "What? Are you finished?" Kate continued to chuckle.
"Ready, go!" Sawyer yelled, and both men darted towards Kate.
"Holy shit!" Kate stopped laughed and ran into the jungle, with the angry men at her heels.