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�Well, we only got forty bucks!� Said Chris.
�I know. Look, we don�t know how long it�ll be before we get back to our time�� Said Lance, letting out a long, hopeless sigh. �Or, if we ever will get back.
�Course we will!�
�-And anyway if we buy supplies and tools instead of room and board we�ll last longer on this forty here.� Lance concluded.
�Where will we live?�
�Out here.� Said Lance holding his arms wide. �here� was a dug-out overhang, a sad little tree, a pitiful stream with few fish, four saguaro cacti and miles and miles of nothing but dirt, sagebrush, tumbleweeds and little animals that scared Chris.
�Oh! Yeah! Now I see it! ... �Uh, yes, bellboy, would you please bring my suitcases to tumbleweed two-o-four.��
�Oh. You�re funny Chris. SO, so funny. But please, spare me. Before I laugh myself to death. Now, our saddlebags have what in them?�
�Yours has cooking stuff and a knife and mine has a gun and more cooking stuff and another knife.�
�That gun only has like what, maybe five bullets? Hmm� That�s not going to last us long at all. Okay, so we need to buy another gun and some more bullets.�
�Where are we gonna buy bullets? I never even knew where to get them back home. Plus the closest town is miles from here.� Said Chris sitting down in the dirt. �We�d have better luck making out own bullets out of dirt. God knows theres enough of that around here.�
�Okay, no bullets, but how about we do make stuff. You know, like Tom Hanks did in �Cast Away�.�
�No! No more depending on stupid movies!�
�But, �Cast Away� was about survival, not like �Wild Wild West�. And the �Cast Away� stuff was important, like, he made fire and he caught fish and crabs and stuff.�
�Lance! There are no CRABS in the DESERT! Plus, who needs fire?! You could cook a whole cow just on the heat of the ground! Plus he had coconuts. I don�t see any coconuts, do you Lance?� Chris yelled, getting frustrated.
�Yeah but he made spears and-� Lance tried.
�HE ALSO TALKEDTO A VOLLEY BALL! Do you wanna do that too, Lance?!!�
Lance looked as if he would cry.
�I�m just trying to think of ways to help us�� He said, and sat down.
Chris looked over at him and felt bad because he knew Lance WAS just trying to help. And was trying desperately not to let them feel hopeless.
�I�m sorry, Lance. I just- I tink I�m going crazy here. It really sucks and I�m just not thinking straight.� Said Chris as he scooted closer to Lance. Lance sniffed and looked at Chris.
�Don�t worry, Chris. Nothing could make you crazier than you already are.� He said, trying to show a smile. Chris smirked and tackled Lance.
�You jerk.�
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