Steve was awakened by a most pleasant smell. He sat up to see Ian seated in the shade of his coconut tree devouring some food.
“Hey, Ian!” Steve shouted. “What are you eating?”
Ian stopped eating and cast a wary eye on Steve. “If you must know, I am having coconut cream pie.”
Steve could not believe his ears. “Say what? Coconut cream pie?”
“That’s what I said.”
“How’d you get coconut cream pie out here in the middle of nowhere?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know!” Ian retorted before returning to his pie while Steve watched with intensifying hunger before he sat down in front of his banana tree to ponder how Ian suddenly got hold of a coconut cream pie.
A few minutes of silence followed before it was shattered by Steve’s booming voice.
“What now?” Ian turned to see what Steve was up to this time.
Steve was holding a plate bearing a large banana split complete with vanilla ice cream, chopped nuts, chocolate syrup, whipped cream and a cherry on top. Ian’s mouth dropped open.
“What’s that?” Ian asked.
“What do you think this is? It’s a banana split, dumbass!” Steve snapped.
“How did you get a banana split out here in the middle of nowhere?”
“The same way you made your coconut cream pie. I figured it out.”
“Did you?” Ian asked. “Wanna trade?”
“Yes, LET’S!” Steve shouted.
Ian and Steve sent their desserts flying towards each other. The coconut cream pie slammed into Steve’s face while the banana split splattered on Ian’s face. Then followed a rare moment of delight as the two men stood tasting the remnants of desserts on their faces.
“This isn’t bad,” Steve said.
“Say what?” Ian asked.
“I said, this isn’t bad.”
“I can’t hear you.”
Then Steve looked at Ian. “That’s because you have bananas sticking out of your ears.”
Meanwhile the sun was beginning to set. It would be dark soon, very soon.
To be continued…