Stranded

One Week Anniversary

"Three....two....one. It's official. From the moment Mikey got here, we've been on the island EXACTLY one week." Ray said, picking a bug out of his hair, taking a bite.

"Oh my god, Ray. That's sick!" Mikey said, looking away.

"I was just curious about what it tastes like." Ray said. "Not good." Ray said, spitting it out.

"I do have to say, if I have to have one more piece of fish, or anothing apple, I'm going to turn to Cannibalism." Gerard said, kidding (sort of...)

"No...according to a book I read, you should wait atleast two months before considering your friends as food." Carol said, teasing back.

"Is there anything else to eat on this island?" Frank asked, chewing on the same twig he had been chewing on all week. Now it was smaller than it was before.

"Afraid not...sorry. You know, you COULD have meat. You're stuck on an island, it doesn't even count." Britney said.

"No...I won't ever do that. Never. Except...maybe if we're stuck on this island another month. NO! Even then...no. I'm not going to waste the years I've put being a vegan on one piece of fish. No matter how....juicy. Or protein filled. Or delicious. Or filling. Or smoky...or. Oh god, can we talk about something else?" Frank asked.

"Yeah...hey, I've got an idea." Gerard said, grin growing across his face.

"What?" Bob said, picking his toes.

"We've been stuck on this island...doing absolutely nothing. But you know...there IS something fun we can do, and on this very island, right here." Gerard grinned.

"Ger-RARD...not here." Frank said, starting to blush.

"Not that! Oh my god...I was talking about a game. A fun, exciting, adventure filled game, PERFECT for killing time."

"Gerard-opoly?" Frank said, recalling the past.

"Nope. It's called..."Truth or Dare." Gerard said.