“We’re not doing much just sitting here.” Connor said, surveying the beach. “Yeah I agree,” said Alex, “we need to start looking around for food.” “Even more importantly we need to get some fresh water….” Said Connor. “You know the human body can only go 3 days without water” said Kyle, walking up to a crab and hucking it into the water. “Hey buddy can you not throw our food into the ocean” said Connor; irritated. “Well it’s not food yet, not until we have a fire” said Kyle airly. “We asked Jacob to make one did we not?” Said Connor. “Yeah he’s the only one of us that was in boy scouts” Alex finished saying this and then cast a cursory glance down the beach to see Jacob huddled over a pile of twigs. “I’ll go see how he’s doing, you guys go see if you can find us some food…and Kyle try not to chuck it in the ocean when you get it” Connor jogged down the beach towards Jacob and the other two lads set off in the jungle to forage for food. “Hey pal” said Connor, as he approached Jacob. Jacob glanced at Connor then went back to rubbing two sticks together, mumbling to himself as he stared at the pile. “Hey Cahner, listen the fire isn’t done yet, I had to pick the 20 sticks on the island that are wet and don’t make fire.” Jacob rubbed harder and harder as he said this, “well why don’t you just go grab some dry ones from over there?” As Connor said this he picked up one of Jacob’s sticks in the pile, it was bone dry. “Why don’t you use this one buddy it’s pretty dry, “well why don’t you mind your own business Cahner” said Jacob, now rubbing the sticks furiously together.  “Easy tiger, I’m just trying to help, if we want to survive here we’re going to have to work together so you ha-“Connor was cut off by Jacob throwing the two sticks he was previously rubbing directly at him. “Alright dude, when you’re done having a stroke I’d love some help with the shelter” Connor said, and hastily jogged back down the stretch of beach. Jacob turned back to his pile of sticks, and made sure Connor wasn’t anywhere near and picked up the stick he had told him to use and started rubbing it on another one from the pile. Connor took the next few hours to climb up the many palm trees on the island knocking down coconuts and ripping off the tops to use for shelter materials. As the sun became an amber dot on the low horizon and the tide pushed in towards him he hopped down from the tree and grabbed the materials he had been collecting, 70 odd palm leaves now lie in front of him with around 20 coconuts next to them. “This is good” he said, beaming, as he climbed back up the last tree in the line of trees on the beach and just as he got to the top he saw Alex and Kyle walking back with a few papayas. Connor hung upside down on the tree and gave both of them a high five as they walked by, this caused alex to drop a few papayas which the three of them chuckled at. Connor clambered down from the top of the tree and looked at everything the boys had gathered during their afternoon. “Wow, not bad,” said Kyle, glancing over the fruit and shelter materials. “I forgot to mention” he continued, “we found a bunch of overturned trees we can use for wood to fortify our shelter more.” “Ilikeit” said Connnor smiling, “What’s he been up to?” Said Kyle glancing at Jacob who had abandoned his pile of sticks meant for a fire and was now out in the ocean peering into the water. Connor shrugged, “I had asked him if he wanted help with the fire and I had even tried to make some suggestions, but he stroked out on me and told me to F off”. Kyle sighed deeply, “I’ll go talk to him” Alex and Connor exchanged glances, then went to start attempting to build the shelter. Kyle slowly walked over to Jacob, who was ankle deep in the water, occasionally sticking his hand in and pulling it back out. “Well we know which island wins the award for having the fastest fish” said Jacob angrily. “Why are you doing this, and not making the fire Jacob?” Kyle said this firmly, but realizing it might upset Jacob he continued with “we need your skills to get us food buddy.” “Yeah Kyle well, these sticks don’t work and they wont let me make the fire no matter how hard I try, I need matches or something, or better sticks, but right now I’m gonna get us some fish, we can have sushi or something.” Kyle opened his mouth to tell Jacob he and Alex had gathered plenty of fruit to eat but decided against it as that would only make things worse. “Okay buddy, good luck,” said Kyle, as he trudged up to the pile of sticks and grabbed two. Back at camp, Alex and Connor were having a heated discussion on what roofing material would work best for their shelter, Kyle wandered up and Jacob followed shortly behind him. “Well I think that’s just a stupid idea” said Connor, flailing his arms wildly. “It’s stupid because it’s not YOURS” Alex spat back at Connor. “Sheesh whats wrong with you gaiz” Said Jacob, smriking at Kyle who didn’t glance at him. “Alex thinks he’s fucking Bob the builder over here and wants to make our roof out of sticks, STICKS, ONE RAINY DAY and the whole thing is fubar.” “And Connor is upset because someone had an idea that isn’t his and he can’t micro manage every aspect of it” said Alex calmly. Kyle smirked “he’s got you there Connor” said Kyle. “FINE! FINE! You make your thing and I’ll make mine and we’ll see what fucking happens” Connor shrieked, throwing his arms up. “No” said Kyle, “That’s a huge waste of time and resources” he continued, Connor took a breath and sighed, “alright, sticks it is, speaking of sticks” he said, trying to diffuse the tension, “Jacob how’s the F-“ Kyle punched Connor in the ribs, “how’s the Fish situation” Connor continued, wincing. “These fish don’t like me at all, and they’re so fast, I guess we know which island wins the award for having the fastest fish” Kyle smirked and the boys started on their shelter.