Embry's POV:
"I hate this! It's only nine and it feels like a sauna out here in the middle of nowhere! How long have we been on this thing?" I turned around to see Alise throwing another temper-tantrum.
"Alise….we've only been on this path for three minutes. Don't start this,"
"Are we almost there ye…..OUCH!" I smirked in triumphed as I 'Gibbs' slapped her.
Seriously, I got the idea from NCIS and let me just say, it's proved to be an effective training method. "DiNozzo!"
"ON YOUR SIX BOSS!" Alise screamed and I couldn't help but let another chuckle slip my lips as I readjusted my bag. That should keep her off the original problem at hand. Or so I hope.
"You're so easy to train, like a dog…or a monkey."
"I'M NOT A F***ING MONKEY!"
"You could'a fooled me."
"Embry shut the hell up and keep walking. Jezz…what the hell have you been smokin'?" I stopped and turned around to see Alise semi-glaring at me. I glared back at her a little more intensely than I wanted as I felt my hands burn. Oh yes, this was so much better than her complaining. Throwing insults at me after I drove us here...
"Umm….I should start running now huh?" I could see she had realized her mistake since she looked at me sheepishly.
"What do you think?"
And the chase began.
After about an hour or so with us running up the path, I managed to tackle her to the ground, dropping our bags in the process as I pinned her down and gave her a rather wet, wet willy and another 'Gibbs' slap to the head.
"Uncle! Uncle! I give! Get your nasty ass finger outta my ear!"
"Fine but on two conditions!" I noticed her grimace.
"No more complaining and no more being a moron…though I doubt you can uphold the last one."
"HEY!"
"After night had fallen, our young hero's were back on the quest to find the mysterious Camp of…whatever the hell it's called. As brave and noble Alise, moved stealthily like a ninja assassin through the brush, she,"
"Knock it off already! You've been narrating our trip for a good half hour. It was cute at first but now it's just downright annoying!"
Alise stuck her tongue out at me as we continued to move through the forest…woods…whatever. It was about noon and I could hear our stomachs howl like a pack of starving…and in Alise's case, probably rabid jackals.
"C'mon chicka lets hurry up and find the camp. Sooner we find them, the sooner we can come back and fix your truck."
I groaned in anguish and followed her as she started walking farther down the path. It wasn't until then I realized why she had passed me.
"WHY THE HELL AM I CARRYING YOUR BAG TOO!?"