"okay, before i die, i want to write my will," hoseok said chewing on a stick, "i leave everything to min yoongi and my dog gets all my money. alright i said it."
yoongi stared at him and then looked to jimin, "i think the heatwaves are getting to him."
"oogie wooga mombogooba." he replied.
yoongi nodded in understanding.
the sound of a harmonica broke the salty air. jungkook was now wearing a white toga made from bedsheets, on his head were green leaves that were probably poison ivy. oh well.
"the stars are aligning perfectly. the big dipper, the little dipper, some fat guy flicking me off... wait. why is he flicking me off?" jungkook stood up, "did i forget to send your weed on time?"
after arguing with the stars for awhile, he sat back down to play the music once more.
taehyung had been in charge of collecting sticks and finding seokjin who had not come back yet. he ducked into the grassy leaves and wacked five trees before leaving everyone's sight.
"indian lover man, the clams are boiling, please stop trying to shit talk them still," hayden begged, sharpening a piece of wood.
indian lover man finally sat next to him defeated, "fine. . say, doesn't this remind you of how we met?"
hayden glanced over, "uhm.. absolutely not. where did your brain come from?"
"probably the factory at seagull corp. my mother did tell me that they dropped me off."
hayden accidentally snapped the stick he was holding, "wait... how did we-? and you-? i'm gonna go piss somewhere."
indian lover man stood up with him and started following him, "do you need a buddy?"
"no!"
music once again filled the void. jungkook travelled closer to the fire hoping the baby sun gods would spark up an idea for him.
perfect.
"you! peasant barbarian! let thee rest upon your broad shoulders you hunk of comfort!" he dropped his harmonica and picked up his kazoo and blew into it, hoping it would work as some kind of mating call.
taehyung finally emerged from the woods and threw some berries he hoped weren't poisonous at hoseok so he'd stop gnawing on sticks.
"i brought firewood but there's still no sign of seokji-" he stopped when he saw jungkook strangling seokjin across the beach.
"nevermind."
"i think we should build a tree house." namjoon suggested, looking up at a likely candidate for the spot.
taehyung threw the sticks in the fire, trying to ignore jungkook squishing seokjin's face with his foot as he attempted to climb up the refusing male.
"uh, yeah. good idea. we somehow though need to maintain sanity and not die before help comes." kaia said.
"who are you?" seokjin asked.
kaia walked away.
"anyway, jimin just drowned my distress signal and i'm feeling like he also needs to be drowned." seokjin groaned, smacking taehyung away so he wouldn't try to eat his kneecaps again.
hearing that, jimin ran as fast as he could before smacking into the holy rock jungkook was sitting on earlier. the force was so hard it knocked him out.
hayden came back from the woods stepping onto the beach, "where are we building it?"
"umm that tree over ther- how did you hear us? you were in the woods."
"i'm a god, what can you expect?"
namjoon pointed in jungkook's direction, "don't let him hear that."
"i am almost on your shoulders, you sexy man chair. let my buns get the glorious feeling of sitting on your shoulders!"
indian lover man hopped off the tree they were talking about and stood in front of the group trying to be a leader. of sorts?
"my clowns! today we unite! we build, we survive, and we fight like the men we are!"
"i'm a girl," jenny corrected.
"shut up clown number nine... who even are you?"
hoseok stood up with his legs crossed, "can i pee?"
"clown number four, this is not the time!"
"but my weiner is speaking for itself and it's saying i need to let out some liquid!"
indian lover man rubbed his temples, "fine. but if i catch you eating sticks in the woods, you'll become clown number negative four. off with you."
hoseok scrambled into the woods, mumbling how he needed to release the nile river.
"we have temporarily lost a clown, but all is not gone. clown number two!"
seokjin stood up, knocking jungkook off his shoulders.
"go find clown number six. i would check the bear caves, he's probably trying to eat the bear's knee caps."
"clown number eight- i mean my wonderful boyfriend yes yes, please don't kill me
and continue cooking the demon clams please."
hayden glared at him angrily before stirring the clams aggressively.
after clearing his throat, he spoke again, "clown number three, work with clown number one to find vines and wood for the tree house."
yoongi groaned, "cant we just scuba dive for the sunken cruise boat pieces?"
letting out a long hum, indian lover man answered, "you do you ig."
"clown number seven. . . where is clown number seven?"
namjoon pointed to jungkook who was running at an inhuman speed into the woods. he was screaming about fresh shoulders and how his booty must sit amongst them.
"is clown number five alive?" he looked at jimin who was out cold, "i guess not."
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after an hour of waiting, namjoon and yoongi appeared on the beach with what they needed to make the treehouse with.
"this is what we could salvage," namjoon started, dumping the items on the ground, "there is more down the beach so we might need to take trips."
indian lover man stood up to help and followed the two down the beach.
"hey," hoseok whispered.
"what?" hayden replied.
"is that what i think it is?"
they both looked under the rubble that namjoon and yoongi just brought. under it was a mat with a checkered pattern, conveniently there also happened to be chess pieces.
"ready to get your ass kicked?"
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"indian lover man grab that piece of wood at least!" namjoon grabbed a piece of boat that would become the treehouse's wall.
indian lover man stared at the piece of wood before stomping his foot looking upset, "but it's too heavy!"
yoongi rolled his eyes, dragging the piece of boat for the third wall, "then why did you come?"
"i haven't yet."
they stared at eachother.
"fine!" indian lover man bent over (🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣) and tapped it (🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😐).
he then rolled it over, "seems light," he mumbled.
"you called?" suddenly light from death note emerged from the forest.
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"uh yeah anyway," he lifted the wood and nearly fell over.
"so. . . damn. . heavy!"
the twenty pound wood chunk made his legs wobble, he struggled to move one foot forward as it sunk in the sand.
"i might not make it."
drenched in sweat, he took three more steps and then exhaled roughly, "hayden is so much lighter." he fell on the ground with the wood tugged close. opting to crawl instead, he started to roll it, "i can see the camp. it's so close!"
he face planted into the sand and groaned loudly.
"i bet those clams are trying to seduce hayden right now," indian lover man said, mindlessly.
his head shot up from the sand realising what he just said.
"those little bitches. oh ho ho, they really think they can take my boyfriend away from me? they've got another thing coming!" indian lover man yelled. he stood up and picked up the wood.
"you may be heavy, but my love is heavier!" he then naruto ran down the beach with the wood firm in his grip.
hayden soon came into view, putting popcorn chicken on a plate with some clam on the side.
"hayden! i got you a piece of wood!"
he looked up, "woohoo im so lucky."
"you are! now i can keep my love burning in your heart!"
he threw the wood in the fire watching the flames react aggressively.
"come eat your food, taehyung's bear is actually quite comfortable with cooking and whipped up some popcorn chicken. that, or he was bribed to do so or else his kneecaps would become the sacrifice."
indian lover man gasped, "i must meet this bear, he's my new idol."
"he's by seokjin who is squashed beneath jungkook."
after about fifteen minutes of talking with the bear, everyone sat in a circle to eat dinner.
"so, who won chess?" namjoon asked.
"me," both hayden and hoseok answered.
hayden looked offended, "i won."
"you cheated and took my pieces off the board without me knowing!"
"you didn't notice until i won! that can't be considered cheating!"
"whatever," hoseok mumbled.
"where is jimin?"
yoongi laughed as he held up a rope, "three.. two... one.."
he yanked the rope and jimin screamed falling from the tree and smacking against the ground.
hoseok looked shocked, "why..?"
"well he was still knocked out from earlier, he had to wake up at some point," he shrugged.
"okay, what should we do next?" asked namjoon.
indian lover man smirked..
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was my cliffhanger intimidating enough?