Author's Chapter Notes:
You might've noticed I renamed this fic. I'm not even trying for completion within the year anymore. O:)
Also, not trying for staying in the exact order of the 100 Themes Challenge prompts. Whatever prompt catches my eye, I'm writing next. (Maybe that was my problem all along? *shrug* Guess we'll find out...)
Categories: Season, Post-Season
Genres: Humor
Warnings: None
Also, not trying for staying in the exact order of the 100 Themes Challenge prompts. Whatever prompt catches my eye, I'm writing next. (Maybe that was my problem all along? *shrug* Guess we'll find out...)
Categories: Season, Post-Season
Genres: Humor
Warnings: None
"Just look at it as an adventure, Gus."
"This is not an adventure. We're lost."
"We're not lost! I know exactly where we are."
"No, you don't, Shawn. We saw that exact rock five minutes ago."
"Gus, don't be that squirrel over there. Look, there's a road up ahead; we haven't seen that before."
"And it has a giant fork. Exactly which way do we go now?"
"Hang on..."
"That's it. This is the last time I let you talk me into investigating a case where there's no cell service and no one knows where we are because we're not even supposed to be investigating in the first place!"
"Shh, Gus, hang on. Just let me think..."
"We're gonna die."
"Don't be so pestimistic, Gus."
"Pessimistic. And I'm serious; I'm gonna kill you, Shawn."
"Aw, come on, Gus; we both know you won't do that, because then you'll be lost in the woods all by yourself -- with the sun setting -- with a dead body."
"...I officially hate you."