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The Fiorious One
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"...I'm tellin' you Marty, somewhere out there is a picture of Danya and George Bush on a boat with the biggest damn catfish you've EVER seen!"

"And i'm telling YOU Josh, that you've not been the first guy to suspect that Danya's being funded by the government..."

"Well, yeah, but that doesn't mean I'm wrong does it?"

Marty chuckled to himself as he drank the last drop of beer from the can Josh had brought along with him, crushing it in his hand and tossing it back onto the carousel. Neither of the boys had any idea how long it had been since they had decided to sit down and chat like old times. Not that it really mattered. Marty was perfectly happy enough to just sit there and chat for the rest of eternity if he could get away with it. For the first time on the island, he wasn't panicking. Or afraid. Or even angry! He was actually happy for once. Despite all the crap the island had thrown at him for the past couple of days, he was genuinely content with himself.

After a minute or so of silence, Joshua cleared his throat as he prepared himself for a difficult question he'd been tempted to ask for ages by that point...

"So, um, Marty... What was it like?"

"What was what like?"

"You know, um..."

"Oh... THAT...... Well, I didn't enjoy it if thats what you were wondering."

"Ah, okay. Sorry, I didn't mean to bring that up..."

"Its cool Joshua, I don't blame you for asking. To be honest, at the time, I was actually kind of excited. I mean, for once, I was actually doing something useful you know? I wasn't cowering away this time. Hell, I even tried to help out Aston despite what a massive bitch she's been the past couple of days!"

"Heh, yeah. I hate to admit it, but she can be a LITTLE harsh sometimes..."

"Yeah... Like I said though, I was actually starting to feel like I'd actually done something USEFUL for once! And then..... Well, then it just hit me. The fact that i'd actually just killed someone. Shot someone right in the back. Surprisingly, I didn't feel so heroic after that. The rest is, well, history. Once it struck me that I'd pretty much crossed the point of no return, I kind of just... Ran. No idea what I was thinking at the time. I guess I was just afraid at the time that once you all found out that i'd become a killer, you'd all......... God, I don't know."

At that point, Marty buried his face into his hand, conflicted as to how he should be feeling at that particular moment. Should he be upset that he'd been reduced to killing his own classmates in order to survive, just like every other player on the island? Or should he be just be glad that he and Joshua was still okay for now, even if it was pretty inevitable that they were both going to kick the bucket eventually. After what felt like an entire minute, he felt Joshua place his hand on his shoulder in an attempt to comfort him. Followed soon by some surprisingly serious words of comfort from someone who Marty was used to cracking jokes all the time.

"Hey, its okay man. You don't have to beat yourself up over it. You were just scared, thats all. Sure, I don't exactly think that shooting her in the back was the best way to solve the situation, but you did what you felt was best at the time. And hey, in the end, you DID end up saving us didn't you? Besides... We're buddies, remember? Best friends 'till the end, right? And I don't care what Danya says, nothing'll ever change that."

He paused for a moment, waiting for some kind of reply from Marty. At first it seemed as though that wouldn't be the case, prompting Joshua to remove his hand from Marty's shoulder. Then, just at it seemed as though his little speech hadn't had any effect, Marty began to talk again.

"You're.... You're right Joshua. I know I may seem a bit of a downer. And that I tend to be a bit abrasive sometimes. But you know what, we ARE friends aren't we? In a way, I never really realised that until now. I've always appreciated your help Joshua. You've always been there whenever I've needed cheering up, or when I need a boost of self-confidence to keep me growing through the day. And whilst I've never really shown any appreciation of it before, I just wanted to say... Thank you. Thank you for everything you've ever done for me. Like you said, we're buddies. Best buddies in fact. And nothing is going to change our friendship, not even whatever this damn island has waiting in store for us next. Like you said Josh, friends 'till the end right?"

A warm smile appeared on Joshua's face, the kind Marty had grown to like after everything the two had been through together. "Yeah, friends 'till the end..."

For a moment, it seemed as though things were finally looking up for the two boys. That nothing in the world could possibly ruin that moment. That they could take on the rest of the island together, that their friendship was stronger then anything the island could throw at them. That they still had a fighting chance at finding a way off the island together, and give Danya an epic kick to the balls whilst they were at it...

...Fate, as it seemed, had other ideas.

"...Anyway, we ought to head back before-"

"OK you two. Hands where I can see them. We want weapons, supplies and information. You gonna make this easy? Or do I have to waste ammo on you both."

The two froze on the spot almost instantly, turning their heads slowly in the direction of the voice to find themselves staring down the barrel of a gun in the hands of none other then Quincy Jones.

Quincy?!? Oh god, oh shit! SHIT! Not now! This is too soon damnit!

Marty just couldn't believe his luck... Just as things were finally starting to look brighter, some ass-hole had to come along and ruin things for them. The last thing he wanted right now was to deal with an established killer like Quincy. There wasn't a doubt in his mind that Quincy was planning on killing them both on the spot, regardless of what they told him. Why shouldn't he? It wasn't as if it would be considered a pointless act to commit at this stage in the game... Why not reduce the competition some more after pumping them of the information he was looking for. What the hell DID Quincy want to know anyway? Was he looking for someone? Someone who killed a friend of his maybe? Whatever it was, Marty was convinced that he was going to kill them both after they were of no more use to him...

This isn't fair... Fucking Quincy. Couldn't he go threaten someone else? Maybe someone who deserves it? Why us? Why did he have to find us?!? Its not fair! ITS NOT FAIR DAMNIT! ITS NOT...

... Joshua? What are you...

At that moment, Joshua suddenly stood up and raised his hands in front of him, motioning Quincy to lower his gun...

NO! Joshua, don't! He'll kill you! Oh god, JOSHUA!

"Woahwoahwoah, its cool man! Take it easy! We ain't got any weapons or supplies on us or anything! We'll tell you whatever you wanna know, just... Just put the gun down, okay? You don't have to do thi-"
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