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Danny groaned, " Mike? I can't feel my legs."
" I know!" Mike Cannon snapped back, " I can't either, we're both in the same boat you know"
There were both in the same boat. Literally. And it was quite a small boat. In the middle of a large ocean. It had started out as quite a big boat, but Danny and Mike had soon managed to work their lopsided magic, and end up in the life raft.
Unfortunately, it was a windy night, and the small dingy had soon become full of water. Now, they were curled up on the floor of the boat, shivering, huddling together to try and stay warm. Mike put his arms around his friend. Danny had decided to brave the cold, and so was only wearing a jumper and a t-shirt. Mike, being Mike, was wearing two t-shirts, a jumper, and a very thick coat. But this didn't help his legs. All the pair had on was jeans, and they were soaked through.
Danny shivered violently and sneezed.
" Mike?" he said quietly, the whining tone almost totally gone from his voice, " 'M scared"
" Ah, c'mon, you must've had to do trickier things than this with the marines. And with live fire as well." Mike replied, trying to reassure his young friend.
" Yeah, but¼ there were more of us, and somehow¼ I just wasn't as scared, y'know?"
Mike nodded, " Yeah. I think I do."
And the boat drifted along in the waves, until it passed an ocean liner, and the two men were pulled aboard, shivering and barely awake.
" You're lucky to be alive." The ships medic told them.
" I've been through worse!" Danny said, grinning at Mike, the twinkle beginning to return to his eyes.
The End
Yes, I know it's short, and yes, I know it's mush, but hey, I'm in the mood for it.