The second boy produced a black ink sharpie from his pants pocket, and the two boys both used it to write their names on the inside wall of the cave:Īnd with that, the two boys ventured further in so that they could explore the cave.įor a long moment, they all just stood there, staring at the man who was both the author, and Stan’s brother.
“Wherever we go, we go together! Don’t forget to leave our names so they know who owns the place.” “Hey, don’t worry, bro” he reassured, as his brother finally stepped into the cave next to him. The first boy stepped into the cave first with a fearless countenance on his face. The second boy walked up to the cave entrance, and turned on his flashlight, scanning it around the cave. He pulled back his hand, and observed all the pieces of wood that were now stuck in his hand. What is it called? Oh, right! Punching!”Īnd with that, he clenched a fist, held his arm back, and swung it right into the boards, managing to create a triangular-sized hole large enough for the two of them to fit. “Good thing you’ve got your smarts, Poindexter” he said.
The first boy laughed at his brother’s rather sad attempt. However, it was too strong, for he fell backwards onto his back empty handed, the board still nailed to the cave. The second boy walked up to the boarded up cave, and tried to pull one of the planks off. Both of them laughed as they each received a blow. In response to that, his brother punched him playfully, to which he punched him in an equally playful manner back. “Um, ladies first?” he said, grinning at his own joke. The first boy gestured towards the cave for his brother. “It might be filled with lost prehistoric lifeforms, or Mesoamerican gold!” “A mysterious boarded up cave!” said the second boy, his tone clearly excited. He was wearing a pair of glasses on his face, and was holding a flashlight in one of his six-fingered hands. The other boy was wearing a white shirt with a dark brown jacket over it, green pants, and blue shoes. He also had a bandaid on his face, which might have been the result of several fights. One of the boys was wearing a red and white striped shirt with rolled up sleeves, blue jeans, and red shoes. What distinguished them was their clothing. The boys had identical physical features: messy dark brown hair, huge heads, and small bulbous noses. They peeked through the small spaces between the boards to see what was inside. The two boys ran across the beach, and made it to a closed off cave, which had wooden boards that were nailed over the entrance.