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Chapter 3

Day 2

—3rd Person POV—

~Kanda

Birdsongs came in lulls and bursts, harmonizing with the constant buzzing of cicadas and the rustling of animals rooting in the underbrush. The wind whistled and brought with it the scent of wet earth, and the trickle of running water in a nearby brook had the same hypnotic quality as music. Kanda drank it in and took another deep breath; the air was rich with the fragrance of leaves and loam. The dappled light landed on his features in warm shafts, and though the peace was unbreakable, there was still an uneasy feeling tugging at his gut.

Brow furrowing in confusion, Kanda paused in his meditation and wondered why he felt so ill at ease. His stomach was full with the fruits he'd picked (and despite their unpleasant sweetness, it had filled him), his katana lay safely at his side, and there was no one nearby to disrupt his peace. The rest of his idiot classmates were miles away… His classmates.

"Fuck," Kanda sighed, serene expression twisting into his standard scowl. No way. No way was he the slightest bit worried for that lot. Nope. Kanda would simply continue to pretend they didn't exist and return to his meditation… But the sliver of concern kept poking at him like a relentless needle. Which didn't make any sense, because he was pretty fucking sure that the neurotic chick (Chomesuke?), the idiot rabbit, and Lenalee would do a fine job of keeping the rest in check and making sure no one accidentally killed and/or ate each other. They didn't need his help.

It seemed though, that he apparently did have a conscious, because it had finally found its way to the forefront of his mind in order to fuck with him.

But Kanda was also extremely stubborn.

"Fuck that," he groused, and returned to his meditating.

~Lenalee~

It was their second day on the island, and very early in the morning, and already Kanda had disappeared while the rest of her classmates bickered. It was way too early for this.

Rubbing away the grit from her eyes, Lenalee tiredly observed her classmates—Daisya was glancing around, probably sleepy and confused as to why they were still here; Lala was whining while dragging a comb through her tangled curls; Timothy's snores could still be heard from one of the tents; Lavi was teasing and causing Chomesuke to turn red with anger, while said girl went around and distributed a small breakfast of macaroni and cheese; last but not least, Allen was stoking the dying flames into a proper fire.

Plopping down beside Allen, onto one of the logs that they'd lugged over to set beside the fireplace, Lenalee gratefully accepted her own portion of the cheesy breakfast from Cho, and mumbled towards Allen, "Morning."

Allen momentarily flickered his gaze towards her, before returning his moonlit eyes to the snapping flames. "Rough night?"

Slightly startled by his response, Lenalee straightened up and offered him an exhausted smile, whispering, "Yeah. Lala's snoring was difficult to sleep through."

His lips momentarily twitched upwards, sending a small thrill through Lenalee at her small accomplishment. "Is that what that was? Timothy swore there was a bear stalking our campsite."

Lenalee had to choke back a snicker. "Um, does he not know there are no bears in the jungle?"

"Nothing we said calmed him down. In the end, cuddling with Lavi and Kanda was the only thing that put him to sleep…"

"No," Lenalee gasped, eyes wide.

"It's true!" Lavi butted in, grin sunny as ever. "Yuu was ready to stab the poor kid through the head, until we realized the little brat was finally snoring away. Ah, the look on Yuu's face… I shall forever treasure it!"

"What exactly did Kanda want to do to my brother, cho~?" Chomesuke demanded, arms crossed and eyes narrowed.

"Not to worry, Cho! It was nothing I couldn't handle!" Lavi declared confidently. "At the end of the day, Yuu is cute and mushy on the inside!"

Lenalee sighed. "Please don't, Lavi. You know how Kanda will react if he hears you and that's the last thing we need."

"I don't know," Daisya remarked, finally transcending the morning zombie stage, "If Kanda is as good as he claims to be with that sword, we might be feasting on rabbit stew tonight!"

"Ew! That is so gross, Daisya!" Lala cried.

"Speaking of food," Chomesuke began, "Nobody touch the rest of it, cho~! Or the water! I'm going to see if there's any way to ration it. Hopefully, it'll be enough to last us a while. Lavi, go make yourself useful and wake Timothy up, cho~. Once he eats, tell him to meet me down by the airplane. I'll be needing some help."

"Aw! Wouldn't you like my help?" Lavi pouted.

"No," the brunette deadpanned, before stalking off.

Sheepishly scratching the back of his head, Lavi briefly stared after her, before shrugging and ambling off in the opposite direction. "I'm going to go exploring! I'll be back by lunch!" Lavi called, before he was swallowed up by the greenery.

"Um, should he really be going off alone?" Allen wondered.

Startling back to attention, Lenalee turned to him and offered him a confident smile. "Contrary to popular belief, Lavi is actually pretty intelligent. He can take care of himself for a couple hours. He should be just fine." Allen nodded, and returned to poking the fire with a stick. As an afterthought, Lenalee added, "And don't wake up Timothy. He's only a kid so he's probably had it rough. I'll go down and help Cho with whatever she needs."

"Sounds good," Allen replied absentmindedly, slipping his headphones out of his pocket.

"Okay!" Lenalee chirped as she hopped up. "I'll see you later!"

"See ya."

Trekking through the sand and down to the airplane, where the majority of the camping gear still sat beside the plane, Lenalee spotted Chomesuke among the equipment. Once she neared her side, Lenalee piped up, "Cho, I hope you don't mind that we allowed Timothy to sleep for a while longer. But I'm here to offer up any help that you need!"

"Oh. Oh no, that's fine," Chomesuke conceded with a tired smile. "Timothy must be really tired then, cho~. He's usually the first in the house to be up. And yes, could you please help me lug some of the bins over here by the cooler. It'll be easier to account for everything that way, cho~."

"Of course!" Lenalee nodded, and together, the two girls managed to complete the heavy lifting. And though Lenalee wasn't needed for much after that, she decided to stick around and keep the other girl company.

"Oh no," Chomesuke muttered, brow furrowing into an anxious frown as she sifted through the dozens of silver packages. To Lenalee's eyes, there seemed to be plenty, but it seemed Cho didn't find comfort in that.

"What's the matter?" Lenalee asked softly, placing a reassuring hand upon Chomesuke's shoulder.

"We don't have as much food as I thought. Watch—I'm going to take the blame, cho~!" Chomesuke cried in despair.

Lenalee frowned. "Why? It's not your fault, Cho."

"But if I ration it, I'll be the bad guy, cho~," Chomesuke insisted, hands curling into small fists.

"Cho? What's wrong?" Timothy's voice cut across their tense silence. Turning to the sleepy boy who had yet to change out of his pajamas, Chomesuke rose to her feet.

"Don't worry about it, Timothy. Are you hungry, cho~? Have you eaten yet?"

Lenalee discreetly slipped off, figuring that it would best for Chomesuke to distract herself by fussing over her kid brother. Meanwhile, she could only pray that maybe Lavi had better luck finding them food and water. When she arrived back to their campsite, it was to the sight of Daisya and Allen facing off.

"Okay," Allen grumbled, poking at the pile of wood that Daisya had dropped at his feet. "This won't burn."

"Well then, why don't you try drying it in the sun?" Daisya snarked.

"Smart," Allen snorted and muttered, "Dry it in the sun…"

"Daisya!" Lenalee exclaimed, exasperated.

At the sight of her, Daisya thankfully complied. "Okay, fine. I'll go find more firewood for the pipsqueak!"

"You're not exactly very tall yourself, Bilbo," Allen groused, just as Lenalee plopped down beside him.

"Be nice," Lenalee admonished, bumping shoulders with him.

Allen seemed startled by the affectionate gesture, and Lenalee momentarily felt mortified by her actions. Had that been too forward? Desperate to take attention away from her previous actions, Lenalee quickly grasped onto a random thought and asked, "Say, do you think we need a leader? Chomesuke and I were talking about it yesterday, and maybe we won't be so disbanded if we choose someone to guide us…"

Allen blinked, and shook away whatever thoughts were running rampant in his head. Finally, he replied, "Yeah, sure. I mean, somebody I believe in. Don't think I'm quite there yet, though."

Lenalee smiled, pleasantly surprised by his response.

"What are you doing?"

Caught unawares, Lenalee swiftly jumped up and snatched the silver camera down, snapping it shut. "Um, nothing," Lenalee muttered, and rushed off. But Lala was persistent, if not, nosy, and was quick to follow after her.

"Don't say that!" Lala exclaimed, dogging her steps. "Because if it's true, then that means you're talking to yourself, and that would be like… disturbing."

Accepting the fact that Lala would not leave her be with a resigned sigh, Lenalee finally paused and turned towards her. "Alright," she admitted, "I'm making a video diary…"

Lala blinked. "You mean, like telling your side of what happened?"

"Yes," Lenalee nodded, and elaborated, "For when we get rescued. Lavi's making one as well. We each have our own tapes." And having known Lala for far too long, Lenalee pointedly tacked on, "And they're private!"

"Don't get all winky! I don't care about your dumb video," Lala huffed, arms crossed and lips pursed in thought. "But!" she suddenly exclaimed, carefully plucking the camera from Lenalee's hands. "Maybe I should make one too!" Lala's lips curved into a thoughtful smile.

"Um, I don't know…" Lenalee murmured, brow furrowing. When Lala got an idea into her head, it tended to end in disaster.

"I'm just as stuck here as you are!" the blonde snapped.

Lenalee heaved a sigh. "… Fine. Tapes are on the plane," she directed carefully, "Don't waste the battery, we only have one. Okay?" And just because Lenalee had a feeling that Lala might be tuning her out, she carefully repeated, "Don't. Waste. The battery."

"Okay! I heard you the first time!" Lala huffed and rolled her eyes. "What? Do you think I'm an idiot?"

Lenalee blinked. "Don't. Waste. The battery."

(Fortunately, for Lenalee, as soon as she returned to the plane to help Chomesuke with inventory, she had the luck of discovering the solar panel.)

~Daisya~

When Lala hit him up with her most recent, brilliant idea, Daisya couldn't help but agree. Once he managed to look past her pretty face, the Turk realized how incredibly amusing it was to mess with the girl. And the best part? She didn't even realize it half the time! Actually, Daisya didn't think she ever really noticed. But whatever. "And… Action!" he shouted, right as he clicked the button to begin recording.

Lala, decked in her bikini top and a floor-length skirt, smiled prettily at the camera and dramatically began to act out her speech. "I'm standing with my feet in warm, South Pacific water on an unknown island. Is it a tropical paradise? Or hell on earth?" Lala emphasized with a gasp. "All we know is that I tried to take control of the airplane from that loser pilot and did my best to keep us flying! But we still crashed, and now, it's up to me to keep this ragtag band of castaways alive! My name is Lala Mater, and you're watching my story as it's happening for real! Join me, won't you?"

Daisya knew the whole thing would be ruined if he didn't manage to keep a straight face, but on the inside, he was shaking with uncontrollable laughter. "Walk, walk, walk!" Daisya directed her in a whisper, and Lala did as he said, walking further down the beach. "Oh yeah!" he encouraged her with an ear-splitting grin. "Work it, babe! This is BO!"

And as expected, Lala stumbled to a halt, and demanded, "Wait, wait, BO?! Is that like, body odor?" Not so discreetly, Lala attempted to sniff her armpit.

"No, no," Daisya shook his head, biting back a snicker. "BO. Show-biz for Box Office. When the Hollywood guys see this, they're going to fight over who gets to make your movie! You're going to be famous."

Lala perked up. "And rich?"

"Uh, yeah, same thing," Daisya waved it off distractedly, checking over some of the footage he'd already shot.

"Wow!" Lala gasped.

"Okay, now," Daisya decided, "Let's shoot the scene where you single-handedly save the plane from being washed up into the ocean."

"Wait. Single handed?" Lala frowned. "Isn't that fake, though?"

"Uh, right!" Daisya snapped his fingers, and replied, "You can use both hands then! Come on!"

Side by side, Daisya and Lala sat on one of the wings of the airplane, viewing some of the footage they'd manage to shoot. The one playing on the small screen consisted of Lala sitting beside the fireplace back at the campsite. Lala's voice rang from the video, "Phew! It took me forever to get this fire big and roaring! You can't survive without fire. Because fire is essential to uh… to uh—cut! Line?! I need my line!"

"Why didn't you give me my line?" Lala pouted.

"Oh, uh," Daisya blinked, before fibbing, "No, no, no! It doesn't matter. You can say anything, you just look great."

"Really?" Lala perked up.

"Absolutely!" Daisya nodded.

"Oh. I've got BO, baby," Lala giggled.

Daisya couldn't help it this time around when he burst into snickers. "Um, sure. Here you go, dollface," Daisya grinned, handing her the camera before hopping down onto the sand. "See ya!"

~Chomesuke~

Once everyone—barring Kanda—met back at camp for lunch, Chomesuke prepared herself to deliver the bad news. Though it was once she saw Lavi stumble into view with the help of Allen, that she recalled having not been bothered by him all morning. "Lavi? What happened you, cho~?!" she demanded, hands on her hips. She already had enough to worry about without having Lavi going off and pulling a stupid stunt.

"Heh," Lavi chuckled nervously, adjusting his lopsided bandana, "I fell out of a coconut tree… But there's good news! I brought back some food! Look!"

Chomesuke eyed the five coconuts and cluster of bananas. "Was that all you could find, cho~? Wait! That's not even the point! What the hell were you thinking, going off on your own like that?! You could've gotten yourself killed, cho~! What would we have done then?! Huh?!"

"Aww!" Lavi's expression burst into a joyous grin. "I knew you cared, Chomesuke~!" He winked (or blinked?).

Flustered, Cho stammered, "T-that's not—"

"Did you ration the food?" Lenalee asked helpfully, drawing her attention away from the idiotic redhead.

"Um, right, yes, cho~!" Chomesuke nodded, and nervously faced the rest of her awaiting classmates. "I'm sorry, but I tried my best… I took inventory of all the food and water, cho~. The food is freeze-dried, but it does have plenty of calories. I tried making menus to balance carbs, fats, and proteins, so that we have a minimum diet of 1500 calories per day—"

"Wait," Lavi cut her off, serious for once, "You said you rationed both the food and the water?"

"Yes, separately," Chomesuke nodded.

"And it's dry food?" Lavi asked.

Apprehensive, Chomesuke nodded once more. "That's what I said, cho~."

Lavi sighed. "Did you figure that you have to add water to the food before you can eat it?"

Her eyes widened, but before she could admit to having not done that, Allen surprisingly spoke up, "What about when Captain Russell and the others come back? Did you count them in?"

Expression downcast, Chomesuke admitted, "No…"

"Well, not counting any of that," Daisya pointed out, "How long would the food and water have lasted?"

Chomesuke bit her lip, hesitating, before admitting with a cringe, "Three days."

They erupted into shouts, and once they quieted down, Lala remarked, "Well, that's not so bad, right? Shouldn't we be rescued by then?"

"Get a clue, why don't you?" Daisya huffed. "Does it look to you like any rescue has neared us since the crash?"

"No…" Lala admitted, shoulders slumping. "Um, I guess it won't help if I admit that I accidentally ran the battery out on the camera…"

"The one thing I ask you not to do," Lenalee muttered underneath her breath, fingers rubbing at her temple. Louder, she announced, "Don't worry about running out of battery power, Lala. I found a solar panel in the airplane. It's got a series of 36 crystal silicon solar cells, plus a blocking diode, so we should be perfectly fine."

"Yeah. I think I speak for everyone when I say, huh?" Daisya remarked, causing Lenalee to flush with embarrassment. Being constantly surrounded by her brother and his colleagues sometimes made her forget that others didn't always understand her.

"She means to say," Lavi elaborated on her behalf, "That it's a solar-powered battery charger. So it'll recharge any rechargeable batteries, such as the ones for the camera or the camping lanterns."

"Oh! Okay!" Lala nodded with a relieved smile.

"But back to the current problem at hand," Allen redirected the conversation, "It's obvious we might have to stick it out longer than three days. Was that all the food you were able to find, Lavi?"

"Eh? Oh! No! I found a couple of good patches where plenty of fruit grows, I just didn't have a pack with me, and couldn't carry it all by myself," Lavi explained with a grin, practically bouncing. "And I've got a perfect memory, so I memorized where all the good locations were. If no one minds surviving on fruit, we should be good."

"That's great!"

"Awesome!"

"Were you able to locate a water source?" Chomesuke asked, voice hopeful.

Lavi shook his head apologetically. "No, sorry Cho. I didn't get out that far."

"Oh."

"But hey! I've got a game we should play!" Lavi suddenly exclaimed. Everyone could only eye him in bewilderment as the redhead dug a crumpled piece of paper from out of his pocket and tore it into seven pieces, before passing them out. He then took out a pen and scribbled something on it, before passing the pen to Cho. "Write the name of the person who you think would be the best fit to lead!" Lavi suggested with a grin.

"Um, okay, cho~," she muttered, before doing as asked, and passing the pen to Lenalee. Once everyone followed through with the instructions, Lavi dumped the crumpled pieces of paper into Lenalee's hands and suggested for her to tally up the score.

"So! Do we have a winner?" the redhead grinned.

"Um, I think so?" Lenalee muttered.

"What does that mean?" Daisya huffed.

"Two people voted for Chomesuke. Another two voted for Lavi. And three voted for… Allen," Lenalee announced, sending the boy with the stark white hair a cautious glance.

Their gazes fixed themselves upon Allen, and the boy could only blink. "Me?" he deadpanned.

"Well, looks like that's that!" Lavi decided with a clasp of his hands, grin a little too cheeky for Chomesuke's tastes. And she had a suspicion that Lavi had voted for the younger teen.

"Save it. I don't want the job," Allen retorted, expression perfectly blank, causing Chomesuke to gape.

"Then it's a good thing you don't have a choice!"

~Allen~

"Fucking unbelievable," Allen grumbled underneath his breath, some hours later. After Lavi had declared that he didn't have a choice in the matter, everyone else had accepted it as fact and gone back to whatever they'd been doing before, not giving him further chance to protest. Currently, he was taking his anger out on a stupid branch with his switchblade, and accidentally altering it into a spear. Viciously, Allen continued to slash the tip of the branch, transforming it into a razor sharp point.

"Hey," Lenalee greeted him carefully, taking a seat beside him by the tree line.

Allen momentarily paused, before continuing. "Hey," he muttered, gaze glued onto his make-shift spear.

There was a brief moment of quiet, before Lenalee delicately ventured, "Why don't you want to become leader?"

"I'm not exactly cut out for the job," Allen huffed, gaze dark.

Lenalee pursed her lips in thought. "That's not the way I see it… There's something about you, Allen. I don't know if you've noticed, but so far, you're the only one who's been solid. Kanda's gone off on his own; Lavi's so moony-eyed over Cho, he hasn't focused on much else; Daisya and Lala aren't exactly taking the gravity of the situation to heart, but they're at least willing to help out; Cho's already anxious enough as it is, with the added fact that she also has to watch after her little brother; and me, I'm trying to do the best I can, but I don't have a clue as to what I'm doing."

"… And you think I do?" Allen asked with a shake of his head. "From my viewpoint, you or Lavi would be better to deal with that position. You both know the rest well enough to handle them, and you're both serious and clever enough to not lose your heads."

"Your second point applies to you as well," Lenalee remarked, lips twitching upwards. "It's okay to be involved, you know. Why do you try so hard to keep us at a distance?"

Allen's eyes widened slightly, stunned that she'd pointed that out so blatantly. "I…" he trailed off, before explaining briefly, "It's just a habit. I never stick around long enough to actually form relationships."

"Well, here's your chance," Lenalee smiled, "We're not exactly going anywhere… So? Leader?"

Allen heaved a sigh. "Listen, I appreciate what you said. I really do. But… it's not me. I don't want any part in it. It's like, something happens to people when they get a little bit of power," he murmured, thoughts darkening as they drifted towards Cross, "You know? It's like, they thinks it's okay for them to mess with you, so they do."

Lenalee's expression grew concerned. "… It sounds like you speak from experience, Allen."

"Maybe," he shrugged, returning his attention to hacking at the spear with more vigor.

"Okay," Lenalee consented with a nod, before adding, "But you should understand one thing. Because you don't want to have power over people—that's exactly why you're perfect for the job." She stood, but before heading off, she murmured, "You may not think so, but we need you."

Allen didn't know what to think.

~Chomesuke~

"Where are we going?!" Daisya demanded as she dragged him off by the arm.

"You're going to help me, cho~," Chomesuke decided as they ventured further into the thick vegetation, a familiar path in mind. "Lavi's already discovered a second source for food, but that's not going to matter if we don't have fresh water to drink. So we're going to search for some, cho~!"

"Ugh, why me?" Daisya grumbled to himself, before finally shaking her grip off and following after her of his own accord. "Alright, fine, but you better not get us lost. And where are we even going? You don't seem keen on stopping to see if there's a river nearby…"

"I think I have an idea as to where we should start, cho~," she replied, and didn't elaborate until they broke into a familiar clearing. "This is where I got munched on by the leeches."

"Are you crazy?!" Daisya demanded, hopping back. "I don't want to get my blood sucked!"

Chomesuke rolled her eyes and assured him, "Oh, it won't get through your shoes, cho~."

Daisya cautiously ventured forward. "Why are we here? Is this some kind of sick punishment?"

"Well, Lavi said that the leeches were here, because the ground is damp," she explained, crouching down and pressing a hand against the fresh, wet earth and grass. "Feel that, cho~," she instructed, but Daisya seemed all too reluctant.

"No, no," he shook his head, pointedly remaining upright. "I think I'll take your word for it…" Daisya craned his head, gazing around the spacious clearing. Not spotting a nearby water source, he huffed, "So? What are we supposed to do? Suck the ground?"

Chomesuke pursed her lips in thought. "Well, if the ground is damp, there has to be water coming from somewhere. It's just a matter of finding out where, cho~! Come on, we've got to start looking!"

And so, they searched.

An hour later, they returned to the clearing sweaty and exhausted. Daisya gasped, "Enough! There's nothing here!" Before he could plop down onto the ground in order to take a much needed break, Chomesuke pointedly reminded him of the leeches.

"It doesn't make sense, cho~!" Chomesuke exclaimed with a huff. "No streams, no ponds, so where's the water coming from?!"

"I dunno," Daisya grumbled, shielding his face from the brilliant sunrays. "Underground?"

"Underground…?" Chomesuke frowned, before jumping up excitedly. "Daisya! You're a genius, cho~!" she cheered, removing her pack and digging out a shovel. Dropping to her knees, she began to dig enthusiastically.

Daisya gaped. "You're kidding me, right? You're trying to dig a well like a farmer?"

"I figure if we just a dig a bit deeper…" Chomesuke muttered, concentrating as she deepened the whole. And like a magic, water suddenly bubbled up, before filling up the hole in a steady stream. "We got it, cho~!" she cheered. "It must be an underground spring! Look! It's filling up, cho~!"

Daisya crouched beside her. "You think it's any good to drink?" he wondered.

"Well, I don't know, but it's not like there's any pollution around, cho~," she mused.

"Might be salt water," he pointed out. "We can't drink that."

"Only one way to find out!" Chomesuke decided. "Try it."

Daisya momentarily hesitated, before cautiously dipping his cupped hands into the water and taking a sip. Eyes brightening, he nodded rapidly.

"We did it, cho~!"

~Allen~

Later that afternoon found them all sitting on the left wing of the airplane, gratefully clutching onto their aluminum water bottles, greedily gulping down as much water as they liked. Though Allen hadn't complained, he'd been dying of thirst for the past day.

"Ew, it's hot!" Lala spluttered.

"We had to boil it to make sure it's safe and filtered," Lavi explained.

"And we couldn't find an ice machine, cho~," Chomesuke quipped with a smile.

Hopping down onto the sand, Allen stood and turned to face them. "I have something say," he announced, trying not to fidget and implementing his poker face. "After talking with Lenalee… I think I'm going to give this a shot."

"Never doubted you for a second, shortstack!" Lavi grinned, offering him a thumbs-up.

Allen grimaced. "My name is Allen."

"Alright chief, you're on," Daisya decided, "How's this going to work?"

Allen pursed his lips. "Staying alive is going to take a lot of work," he began, "So we'll all just stick to what we know best."

"Wait!" Chomesuke interrupted. "Where's Lenalee? Shouldn't she be here for this?"

"I'm in here!" they heard Lenalee's voice from within the airplane. "I'm isolating the battery context to make sure they're not grouded in case of another electrical storm!"

"… Okay, I'm not the only one who didn't understand a word of that, right?" Lala asked.

"Nope. Ditto," Daisya muttered.

"Yeah, well neither did I," Allen continued, "Which is why Lenalee will be in charge of dealing with all the tech. There might other things on the plane we can use, so it'll be her job to figure that out. Additionally, we'll need someone to keep an eye on the radio, just in case any plane flies by close enough that we can get in contact with them." Shifting his gaze towards the entry of the airplane, Allen called, "You got all that?"

"Yep! Crystal clear!" Lenalee grinned, popping her head out.

"Ooh! Do I get a cool job too?" Timothy piped up with a grin.

"Um, yeah sure kid." Digging into his pants pocket, Allen plucked out his lighter and flung it in Timothy's direction. Fortunately, the kid caught it. "You can be in charge of keeping the fire alight. As well as stocking up on plenty of firewood."

"Sweet!" Timothy cheered, but before anyone could protest giving such a job to a kid, Allen continued.

"Right, Daisya, you'll be in charge of lugging the water jugs back and forth from the well to the campsite so that we'll have enough water," Allen appointed, and continued to speak over the Turk's complaints, "Chomesuke, your job will be to ration the food, boil the water, and schedule the meals."

"Perfect, cho~!" she beamed.

Turning to the tall redhead, Allen continued, "Lavi, you'll be in charge of organizing searches for food and find other ways to use what's on the island."

"Aye aye, cap!" Lavi saluted him.

"What about me?" Lala piped up curiously.

"Since you seem to enjoy using the camera so much," Allen began, "You'll be making sure that all the batteries stay fully charged using the solar panel Lenalee found. I'm sure she won't mind showing you how to use it."

"Oh, okay!" Lala agreed, probably relieved that her job wouldn't be as strenuous.

"And I'll make sure it all gets done," Allen concluded, relieved to be done.

"And I figure," Lenalee piped up, finally stepping out of the airplane and hopping atop the wing with careful help from Lavi. "And I figure that as long as we're stuck here," she continued, setting up an odd looking device atop the airplane that might've resemble speakers, "That we should try to make it as much like home as we can. Allen? Can you toss me your iPod?"

"Uh, sure," Allen agreed, digging the device out from his pocket and carefully tossing it in her direction, which she caught expertly. Hooking it up to the device, Lenalee fiddled with his iPod before allowing the music to blast.

"Whoa, nice going Lenalee!"

Lenalee was accepting their cheers and compliments gracefully, when suddenly, a new voice spoke up, "Huh. You're all still alive…"

They all swiveled their heads and spotted Kanda up by the tree line, casually leaning against a tree. "It's barely our second day stranded here, you asshole!" Daisya shouted.

"Che," was Kanda's only retort.

"Hey shortstack!" Lavi called, jumping up eagerly. "You're the boss now, so you've got to give Yuu a job!"

Expertly slipping out his katana, Kanda took a dangerous step forward and snarled, "Don't fucking call me that!"

"Um, okay…" Allen sighed, rubbing his temples in an attempt to drive off the rising headache. "Just please, don't kill or maim anyone…"

A/N: And that's the end of Day 2! Hope I'm not dragging this out too much… But be sure to let me know your thoughts in a review!^.^