I'm half tempted to switch to talking about different people entirely, but I've already decided that only one or two interesting things happen back home while Fuyuki and Momoka are on the island, and neither is happening at this moment, so I'm going to keep writing about Fuyuki and Momoka.
Momoka was sweating in the heat by the time they got back to their campsite with all the things Fuyuki had deemed necessary. They placed the things down in piles, and Fuyuki began instructing Momoka on the assembly of a canopy that would keep out rain.
"And we use the vines to tie these two leaves like that. Yeah, that's right. And then this one onto there," Fuyuki instructed, his hands guiding hers as she struggled to stay conscious. This was already her favorite plan so far, and they had only been on the island for a few hours! Fuyuki set up the canopy, then placed everything underneath it.
"Hey Momoka, since we don't really need it for anything else, can I use the fabric as makeshift bedding?" he asked.
"Huh? Oh, of course. Why'd you feel the need to ask me?" Momoka said, shaken out of her daydream.
"Well, we have to work together to stay alive, so I thought that you should have a say on how we use our resources. We're a team!" Fuyuki explained. Momoka's heart fluttered.
"So, now what do we need to do?" Momoka asked. Fuyuki shrugged.
"I think we've done everything strictly necessary for survival, although it might be a good idea to set up some protection against wild animals," Fuyuki said. Momoka nodded.
"I hope we don't run into any snakes," she said nervously, glancing around.
"It's possible. This is a good climate for them," Fuyuki said, oblivious to Momoka's discomfort. She squeaked, and her eyes started tearing up. Fuyuki realized his mistake.
"Are you ophidiophobic?" Fuyuki asked. Momoka looked at him blankly.
"Afraid of snakes?" Fuyuki clarified. Momoka nodded. Fuyuki laid a hand on her arm sympathetically.
"Don't worry. I'll keep you safe, Momoka. I promise," Fuyuki said. Momoka's inner self did a fist pump, but Momoka merely blushed.
"Good thing I'm not , or I would have freaked out when you asked if I was ophidiophobic," Momoka said, grinning at him. He grinned back.
"Ophidiophobic isn't that long. The longest word I know is ...isoleucine
(Sorry, I had to shorten the word MAJORLY in order to fit it on the page… copy and paste it into google if you want to see what it means((or if you want to see if you can overload and destroy google. That works too)))
Fuyuki was panting by the time he'd finished. Momoka was impressed he hadn't passed out. He'd been talking for nearly five hours, now.
"How do you even REMEMBER that? And how are you not an athlete with those lungs?" Momoka asked, eyeing the sky, which had darkened during Fuyuki's speech. Fuyuki shrugged, wheezing.
"Well, drink something before you go to sleep," Momoka said. "I don't want you dying of dehydration on me! I think it's time to turn in, do you?" Fuyuki nodded, taking a hearty swig from his canteen. A pause, then another.
"Are you sure you don't want the sleeping bag, Fuyuki?" Momoka asked. Fuyuki nodded.
"You should have it. I have to be manly sometimes, and what better time than when my best human friend's life is in danger. If only one of us gets out of this, it's going to be you, Momoka," Fuyuki said.
"Don't talk like that! We're both going to make it! I'll see you in the morning," Momoka said, sliding into her sleeping bag with her back turned to him so he couldn't see her blushing.
"Yeah," Fuyuki said, thinking hard. How had Momoka been so patient with him? The last time he'd tried to tell his mom, she'd only listened to the first dozen syllables before accusing him of making it all up and moving on. Fuyuki was up late contemplating what made Momoka so patient with him.
About an hour later, Momoka turned over in her sleep, a single word escaping her mouth as she dreamt.
"Fuyuki…" she said, and settled into her new position. Fuyuki blushed. So he hadn't remembered wrong. He already knew Momoka was behind this somehow from the telepathic communication with… whoever it was… but he hadn't believed that she liked him until then. All this to try and win him over?
Well, at the very least, he had to admire her determination!