The Martians [The Martian Fanfiction]

Sol 17

Entry Log: Sol 17

So I am currently on the 'road' with Watney on our way to Pathfinder. So far so good, sleeping has been uncomfortable as the rover is cramped and was NOT made for sleeping in. Oxygen levels are stable and energy is good, Mark is just outside in his EVA suit putting the solar panels out for the day. If we keep going at this rate it should only take 3 more Sols until we get to Pathfinder. Yay!

I swear to god if that piece of shit rover doesn't work I'll literally kill my self. Mark and I can't make it until the Ares 4 mission but one of us can, we choose not to speak of that. I've got a feeling that pathfinder will work, I have faith.

That's the only thing that's keeping me alive right now; faith. I'm running on faith and hope, is anyone else getting a superman vibe?

And looks like Mark is finished out there, I'm going to end this here, may update later.

Entry Log Closed

"Hey, so why are you here again?" He questioned as he climbed into the rover. "I don't mean to be rude but, it only takes one incredibly strong man like myself to go get pathfinder".

Smart ass.

"Is that so? Well your actually lucky that you have me here and not Martinez, because I actually do something". If Mark felt like being a smart ass I may as well play along.

"What exactly does he do anyway?" Mark questioned.

"Pilot" I responded. "You've got to cut him some slack, Mark. I mean what do you do? Play with dirt?"

"Hey! Let's not name call and the correct term is botanist. I'm a botanist thank you very much. And I'm the reason why you'll live longer, without my knowledge we would die within the next few months".

"Yeah, whatever dirt boy".

"Dirt MAN" he corrected with a smile.