Shangri-La Beach

All the leaves on the floor had mulched together in clumps. Bobby and Todd trekked towards the beach. Screams and explosions could be heard from the forest. Dark heads flew out from the trees.

Todd drew back. "Was that a human head?"

Bobby shrugged. "It's too far to tell."

"I hope those are the robots' heads."

"Are you scared?"

"No!" Todd's quivering arms painted another picture.

"You're shaking like a leaf."

He gasped. "Are you calling me a liar?"

"No, but I'm only going to say this: you've never been good at lying."

Todd shrugged his shoulders, crunching into an apple. "That's a good thing, isn't it?"

Bobby rubbed his cheek. "Careful! You're spitting apples on me."

"I'm sorry about that."

Bobby opened his bag. All the supplies were there just as Sia promised. He pulled the items out and placed them into the sand. He couldn't see his weapon.

Todd mimicked his movements. "I'd laugh if you got a dildo."

"Is that really possible?"