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The tides of the sea receded and crashed among the shoreline; it was getting to be a windy night. There was hardly any light with the exception of the stars in the sky. It was picturesque, yet it was taken for granted.
"FRAAAN!" yelled Kiki as she pulled out her coconut horn to blow it near Fran.
Fran was perched upon a log napping away. That was the only thing she had managed to get pleasure from since the incident. She heard Kiki. She just wanted to ignore her.
Dark clouds began rolling over the island with rumbles of thunder following.
Kiki frowned at Fran's refusal to respond, so she inched closer and closer until she blew the horn mere feet away. "Fraaan! Get up, silly! A storm's coming! A storm's coming!"
She jolted up as she covered her ears. "Kiki..." Fran rubbed her eyes. "I just want to get some sleep.."
"What if you get struck by lightning, Fran?!" Kiki, in all honesty, didn't want such a thing to happen. "Lightniiiiiiiiiing! Struck by lightniiiiiiiing!" She started doing one of her little jigs where she carelessly shook her arms and legs.
"How about you get struck by lighting?"
She smiled widely as she grabbed Fran's hand. "Come on, Fraaaaan! The clouds seem very evil! Dun dun dun~!"
Fran grabbed the coconut horn out of Kiki's other hand. "If you insist..."
Kiki dragged Fran to her part of the island where she had constructed a makeshift shack that was holding up rather well for a few years of use.
The storm inched closer to the island's shore; the wind was swiftly picking up. The stars became concealed by the clouds.
"Here we are!" exclaimed Kiki stopping in front of her place. "It'll protect you from the stooooooooorm!" She opened the barely-attached door and motioned for Fran to enter. "My bestest friend goes in first!"
Fran hesitantly walked in. Kiki wasn't going to take no for an answer, and she was awfully insistent that she got away from the approaching storm. "Kiki, I can't see anything."
"Don't you have a flashlight?"
"I did until you used it to crack open a coconut."
Kiki covered her mouth embarrassed. "Anyway, wanna play a card game?!"
Not amused, Fran decided to lay down and try to tune Kiki out.
"Go fish! Let's play go fiiiiiiiiiish, Fraaan!"
"Kiki, we've already played that twice today. Now let me just sleep..."
Pouting, she sat on the ground next to Fran. "Want me to sing you a lullaby?!"
"NO!"
"Okay..." Giggling, she played with Fran's hair. "Your hair needs brushed, Fraaaaaaaan! Can I brush it?!"
Did words not have meaning anymore? Fran felt around the ground to find an object to knock herself out with. She really couldn't handle dealing with her any longer. "No..."
"Fraaan, why do you always want to knock yourself out?" For once, her tone was serious unlike the annoying high-pitched squeal she frequently yelped out.
"Because I can't stand you! I loathe you!" There was a delayed reaction to Kiki's odd tone.
Kiki frowned as she said softly, "I knew that..." She just really adored Fran, but she never knew exactly how to showcase that.
"I'm just going to go to sleep. Don't wake me up unless it's an emergency or a rescue opportunity."
"Good night, Fran..."