Third Time's The Charm (DirkJake)

2 Shelter

Dirk

I groaned and sat up, dusting the sand off of my face. I looked up and saw the giant trees before me. I looked to the side and saw Jake sitting up, staring in awe at the greenery before us. 
"Well..." He sighed, "It's better than being stuck in the middle of the ocean."
"It's one hundred times better." I mumbled, standing up, "I know we shouldn't think of the negatives, but if we're going be stuck here for a while, it's a good thing we're on an island. We can hunt and make a shelter or some shit."

Jake looked down, "I guess," He sighed, "Dirk, do you even know anything about this type of stuff? I'm the one that used to hunt down animals and go out into the wild out on my own."
"I know a thing or two." I grabbed a stick and dug around in my pocket. That's when I realized I didn't have my pocket knife. Airport security... No metal objects or weapons... Shit...

Jake stood up and looked around. He tapped my shoulder to get my attention. When I turned, I saw him pointing along the shore. We saw what must have been debris from the plane, except it wasn't. It was luggage from the plane. We both gave each other a look and ran to go through all of the luggage. We dragged everything into one giant pile.

We sat down around the pile and began to go through each one.

"Hey!" Jake grabbed a suitcase, smiling, "This is mine!" He opened the suitcase and found an extra pair of glasses. 
"Well damn. Must be good luck." I smiled and began separating clothes into one like and the other things into stuff we could use.

Jake opened a black suitcase and his eyes lit up, "Dirk..."
"What is it?" I looked up from a bag filled with women's clothing. My eyes widened when I saw the case he was holding filled with knives. "Whoa..."
"I'm wondering how this person was allowed to bring this into the plane."
"Maybe they are-" I sighed, "Maybe they were a chef or something..."
"Wow, way to make the mood depressing." Jake glared at me and put the knives aside.

It took us about an hour to go through everything. The best things we found were the knives, a lighter, and some water bottles. At least now we were stocked up with clothes. 
"Maybe we can use the clothing to use as bedding for our shelter. And since there's no blanket, we can just dress in layers and layers of clothes to keep warm. It's great too if we can't get a fire going, but we will." 

"We're probably the luckiest people to have all of these resources while stranded," Jake started placing things back into some of the cases, "Let's go carry these to wherever we're building a shelter. I was thinking we can go to an elevated bed. The trees here seem pretty easy to take down without an ax or whatever. Maybe we can use the knives or maybe even the tougher suitcases to hit the trunk and we can possibly use physical force to take them down." 

"Slow down. I don't think it's gonna be that easy. We have KITCHEN knives. Not even a machete. I think we're just gonna have to stick to the ground. We can gather branches, big leaves and maybe cut a few vines if we can find them. Can we make a teepee? Or something similar to a triangular tent?" 
"No!" 
"Jake, you have to look at the situation we're in! We can't waste energy trying to chop shit down. Our main goal right now is just to make a simple shelter and fire. That's it. Tomorrow we focus on food and exploring for a way out of here. Just because you're the 'survival' expert or whatever, doesn't mean you know the best thing to do. I know stuff." 
"You do your way and I'll do mine." 

And with that, Jake marched off into the wilderness. 

"Jake! Come on!" I ran after him. 

"Leave me alone, Dirk. I'll make my own shelter!" He dragged his foot across the floor, "You stay to that side and I'll stay on this one!" He walked off again. I groaned and rubbed my hands over my face, trying not to lose my cool. Was he always this stubborn? 

Jake

I marched off, cursing at him under my breath. I'm capable of making a shelter! I'm a grown-ass man! Sorta... 
I was looking around for a bamboo tree when I realized that I didn't have anything with me. I had dropped the suitcases on his side and went off without taking anything. I'm an idiot. I can't go back now. He's going to think I can't do anything! 

"Damn it..." I groaned. I guess it was pretty stupid to think that I can make a big shelter. It's already almost dark. Maybe I should just go back? 
"No, no way. You got yourself into this mess, you have to prove it now." I mumbled to myself and started climbing up trees to get branches and gathering fallen ones. 
I actually never even made a shelter before... I just went in the wild and went straight home after. FUUUUUUCK. Why does my smart mouth always have to get me into trouble? 

I guess that's why we broke up, isn't it? Well, it was mostly his fault, but I guess I had a role to play in it too... 

With what I gathered, I made a poor teepee. 

"There, that's not so bad I suppose... I can fit in it." 
I go on my knees and crawled inside, but only a few seconds after sitting in, it completely toppled over. 
"For fuck's sake." 

I got up and saw the world around me get dark. I looked over to the area Dirk was supposed to be in and saw a glow. It must be a fire... 
Feeling ashamed, I made my way over to where the fire was, and my eyes widened when I saw the shelter that he had built.

 I stared in awe and didn't even notice Dirk come up behind me. 

"What are you doing?" He asked. I jumped and turned around, seeing him stand there with branches and twigs in his arms, "I went looking for you cause I was worried. I didn't expect to find you back here." 
"Um..." I looked down, "I couldn't... Build a shelter... I'm sorry for lashing out on you about it. I should have known better." 

"It's fine." He dropped the items in his arms. 

"How did you make this so fast?" 

"I just got a bunch of big branches I found on the ground and leaned them up against this big ol' rock." he patted the boulder that held the structure together, "I got vines and tied everything together to hold them in place. I even found long bamboo trunks animals or nature must have knocked down or whatever. That helped a lot." 

"Well, it looks good..." I looked down, "Sorry, again... Um... I can make it up to you tomorrow. I can find food or something." 

Dirk smiled, "Sounds good to me. Come on, let's get some sleep..."