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Nothing will make me more weirded out then the fact that canonically Ezekiel got cucked (I don’t know if that’s totally the right word but it’s the closest word I got) Cause he had a crush on Bridgette but then she got with geoff

Hate the little farmer boy hope he dies actually /j

Stupid bastard just don’t be sexist /j

*rips him apart with my teeth*

Solution, make Ezekiel date Geoff. Problem solved.

Ezekiel and his bf Geoff and Geoff's gf Bridgette

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The Stranded and The Scaly

Chapter 14: A day to recover

Day 8

Chapter warnings: Vomit, blood

Ba-dump.

Ba-dump.

Ba-dump.

Geoff's heart pounded in his chest loud enough for Ezekiel to hear it from a few feet away. At least it was beating a little slower than before.

Geoff was currently laying on his back with the baby gopher clutched to his chest. The weight on his chest provided by the gopher was strangely comforting, and it was helping to keep him grounded. He briefly recalled a breathing exercise Bridgette had taught him last year, maybe it could help him calm down.

He took a deep breath and held it in, counting in his head.

1...2....3...4.

On the fourth second, he exhaled slowly.

Huh, that made him feel a bit better. After four seconds of holding his breath, he repeated the exercise.

Over at the small stream in the cave, Ezekiel was wringing water out of a small piece of cloth. Geoff focused his eyes on him as he walked over. Zeke gently brushed a lock of hair out of Geoff's face and began to wipe away the blood smeared around his mouth with the damp cloth. The gesture was strangely soothing, Geoff thought as he sighed quietly. While he cleaned Geoff's face off, Ezekiel began to stroke his thick, blonde hair. Geoff couldn't help but let out a weak purr as his eyelids grew heavier. In the next minute, he was fast asleep.

When he noticed Geoff was out like a light, Ezekiel took this as his cue to continue with the cleanup job he was doing. After washing the cloth out, he began to scrub the blood off Geoff's claws. It was a tricky task because of how much blood was caked under them, but there was nothing a little elbow grease couldn't fix. Geoff had really gotten roughed up, hadn't he? Ezekiel took a moment to rest his head on Geoff's chest and feel the slow rise and fall of it as he breathed. For a cold-blooded mutant, he was surprisingly warm...

Ezekiel just couldn't help himself from falling asleep as well.

When Geoff woke up, he was aware of three things. The grime that had been scrubbed from his claws, Ezekiel using his chest as a pillow, and the overwhelming nausea he felt.

Moving Zeke and the gopher off his chest, Geoff bolted to the stream in the cave and hunched over in front of it. He retched. Bloody chunks and bile erupted from his throat and spewed into the water. Oh, how it all burned. This was worse than the time his friends had triple-dog-dared him to eat that muffin out of the cafeteria trash. He regretted going berserk on those wolves, because they were messing him up from beyond the grave. As he laid on his side and clutched his stomach, he was distantly aware of a small, calloused hand rubbing his back.

"Zeke?... is that you?.."

He recieved a grunt of affirmation in response.

"Man, I'm so sorry for causing trouble.. I didn't mean to go crazy out there, I couldn't help it! I-" Geoff's words were silenced by a loud sob coming from his own throat. Big, salty, alligator tears rolled down his scaly cheeks as he looked at Zeke. The smaller boy immediately cupped Geoff's cheeks and tried to wipe his tears away with his thumbs. After all he'd done, Zeke was still trying to comfort him. Geoff really didn't deserve his little buddy. He gently nuzzled into the smaller boy and whimpered quietly.

"Still need rest, come."

Ezekiel wiped Geoff's mouth with the damp cloth from before and guided him back to the spot he was originally resting in. Geoff laid on his back and held both Ezekiel and the gopher close, sighing contentedly. At least he got all those wolf guts out of his system. He felt a bit better now.

Geoff stared down at Ezekiel, who had snuggled into his chest and shut his eyes. He couldn't help but smile a bit, the little fella was like a kitten! He gently stroked Ezekiel's hair with his now-clean claws and recieved a small smile from the little mutant in return.

After a few minutes, Geoff let himself fall asleep once more.

Unbeknownst to the two mutants, however, they were being quietly watched. The cameras hidden all around the island had captured Geoff's massacre in high definition.

"Well, well, well! So Scott WASN'T lying after all!" A small cackle could be heard from within the dark studio.

"Chef, it looks like we've got ourselves a gator to trap!"

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Geoff and Ezekiel share hats and that’s how they show each other affection

Geoff also had to teach Ezekiel what ily and <3 meant

The only time Ezekiel will ever go to a party willingly is with Geoff they’re too scary otherwise

(They’re so silly I’m so glad you introduced me to them scribble)

Geoff and his boyfriend who is like a scared little kitten 💞💞💞

Ezekiel takes Geoff to his farm and they hang out in the barn with the animals (they kiss)

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The Stranded and The Scaly

Chapter 9

Day 7: We'll work this out.

Geoff paced around on the cave floor, fidgeting with his hair.

"This CANNOT be happening, dude."

His tail whipped around in a panic, Ezekiel made sure to stay out of the way.

"HOW could this even happen, man?!"

Ezekiel sat and thought for a moment.

"Gator in swamp. It bite, you mutate."

Geoff stopped pacing around and sat on the floor with his legs crossed and his tail in his lap. "How am I gonna face Bridgette like this?.. Will she even love me as a mutant?..."

Zeke gave the other boy a sympathetic look.

The blonde sighed and ran his clawed fingers through his messy hair. "I don't think they're coming back for me, man. It's been a whole week."

"Not lose hope."

"Why don't we just do something to get our minds off this? Anything works." Geoff stopped fidgeting with his hair and began to pet his tail.

Ezekiel stood up. "We hunt. I go on land, you take water." He began walking towards his exit to the cave. "Sounds just fine, buddy." Geoff got up and followed close behind.

The way out of the cave was not 'a walk in the park', as one would say.

Geoff did his best to follow Ezekiel as they climbed over rocks and walked through shallow waters. "You know this place like the back of your hand, don't you?" Geoff attempted to make small talk as they ventured out of the cave. "Only some. Other parts are mystery." The smaller mutant grunted in response.

While he was trying to play it off and lie to himself to make the situation seem better, the blonde mutant knew that he was still devastated by this turn of events. All of his life plans were probably canceled, he'd never live a normal life again. He'd never marry Bridgette, and they'd never have kids. Bridgette probably wouldn't want freakish half-mutant babies, anyways.

The worst part about this whole thing, though? If he and Ezekiel were ever rescued, they'd probably spend the rest of their lives in some government facility, being experimented on and monitored. They'd never know privacy again.

Geoff squinted as light shone from the exit of the cave. A few minutes later, and he was standing in the sunlight again, his scales shining under the sun's rays. Man, that felt great. He felt the urge to just lie on a rock somewhere and just soak up all that wonderful warmth... But he and Zeke had things to do, and it wasn't time for another nap.

The pair trekked through the forest, with the taller of the two occasionally brushing branches away from his face so he wouldn't walk into them. They were careful to stay away from the campsite, things wouldn't be very pretty if they were found.

Soon, the pair reached the lake.

Geoff got on his hands and knees to check out his reflection in the water, he gasped at what he saw. His face was a pale green, while the bridge of his nose and the area above his eyebrows was darker and scaly. He gently ran the pads of his fingers along the scales. "This is fuckin' gnarly, and not in the good way."

Zeke patted his ridged back to console him.

Geoff bared his teeth and observed how sharp they were. He gently poked one.

"I mean, it's kinda cool."

Zeke stared at the gleaming, sharp teeth.

"Hunt!!" He grinned.

"Eh? Hunt? You want me to hunt?"

The smaller mutant nodded quickly.

"I guess I could?" Geoff craned his neck down towards the water.

The water rippled as Geoff dunked his face in.

Surprisingly, he was surviving beneath the surface of the water.

He looked around in awe at the fish and plants in the lake.

A curious trout swam towards his face, big mistake.

He snapped his jaws shut around the fish and rose out of the water with a wide grin.

Ezekiel clapped his hands excitedly and gave the blonde a double thumbs-up.

Geoff spat the trout into his hands. "Dudeee!! Did you see that?!" He laughed and knelt down in front of Zeke, dropping the fish in front of him. His tail thumped against the ground to mirror his excitement. Ezekiel grinned. "Swim!"

Geoff grinned and backed up a bit before charging forwards and diving into the lake with a splash. Swimming was unbelievably easy now, since he had a tail to propel himself forwards with and increased lung capacity. Thanks to his sharp gator teeth, he had managed to catch at least five fish, this was surprisingly....fun!

The duo spent a few hours at the edge of the lake, talking, eating, and swimming.

As night fell, they relaxed in the cave. Geoff had given his sleeping bag to Ezekiel, since he couldn't even fit in it anymore. He smiled at how cozy the other boy looked as he laid on his slightly scaly chest.

Geoff's tail wagged slowly as he drifted off to sleep.

Boy, was he grateful to have a buddy.

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Chapter 11: Gopher babysitting

Day 8

Ezekiel couldn't wait to get back to the cave, he had collected some berries and raided some sugar from Chef's kitchen, so he was obviously planning something special for Geoff.

He just couldn't stop thinking about him! Geoff was cool, funny, sweet, and REALLY cute. Now that he'd spent a few days with the boy, he just didn't know what he'd do if he lost him. Now that Geoff had mutated, Ezekiel's little crush on him had increased tenfold.

A year ago, Zeke probably would have scoffed at the idea of being attracted to a boy, but he had changed since then. The fact that Geoff trusted him enough to tell him about his identity made his heart pound in his chest. Geoff trusted HIM!!!

Thinking about Geoff made him even more excited to get back to their cave. THEIR cave!!

Ezekiel scurried through the tunnels with nothing but thoughts of that gorgeous gator boy running through his mind.

He stopped dead in his tracks when he reached their cave, though.

Geoff was gone, but all their stuff was there. He put his bag down and rushed over to where Geoff would usually sleep. He had left his lucky hat here. He'd never leave his lucky hat unless he was planning on coming back. Ezekiel scampered all around the cave, looking for clues as to where Geoff had gone, but something caught his attention. Part of the wall had crumbled nearby, and that could only mean one thing.

Cave-in.

He had to find Geoff.

Without any hesitation, Ezekiel bolted through the same exit Geoff had gone through.

Geoff sat on the hard stone floor of the cave, holding the mutated baby gopher in his arms with a firm grip. "It's just you and me in here, little buddy.. Just us.." Geoff murmured. The gopher squeaked in response. "Hopefully not for long."

He felt so stupid, Zeke probably had no clue where he was or if he was even alive. If he had just stayed in the cave, he'd be safe and comfortable, basking in the warmth of a nice fire. What an idiot he was!-

No. He couldn't be thinking like that right now. Right now, he needed to find some way out of this cave and return this baby gopher to it's mama.

Geoff stood up and began to claw and scrape at the walls with his free hand, searching for any evidence of weaker stone in them. It was like he was acting on pure survival instinct.

As he scraped his claws across the surface of the boulder that had trapped them there in the first place, little bits of rock crumbled away.

Perfect.

Geoff took a few steps back, turned, and smacked his tail against the rock with all of his might.

With a loud noise, the boulder broke apart. Geoff repeated his actions with the other rocks in the way.

Now that the rocks were smashed apart, Geoff could escape with his gopher buddy.

It squealed and squirmed in his arms, but he honestly found it adorable. The poor thing was probably terrified, though. All the more reason to get out of here!

As he continued his adventure through the cave, he spotted a ray of light shining through a gap in the rocks ahead of him.

An exit!

Geoff ran towards the gap and clawed through it until he was in the sunlight once more.

Now, he needed to find some food for him and the gopher.

Scott wandered through the lush forest in pursuit of that invincibility idol. Once he got his hands on it, those suckers wouldn't be able to touch him! He snickered to himself as he walked. Chris had probably buried it under a tree or something, so it shouldn't be too hard to find.

He had woken up early and skipped breakfast to look for this idol, but he didn't mind. The idol was way more important. Attending breakfast wouldn't keep him from being eliminated, but the idol would.

He could always eat some dirt if he got too hungry.

While he was digging a hole, he heard a rustle. A jolt of fear shot through him, was it Fang?! A mutant animal?! No time to think about that, he abandoned the hole he was digging and dashed away. He ran through the woods as fast as he could, but he stopped dead in his tracks at the sight up ahead.

It was tall and scaly with a tail and sharp claws. It was more than twice his size, meaning it could easily make a meal out of him. The ginger squeaked in terror and clamped his mouth shut, realizing that any noise he made would alert the beast.

Too late.

It's head whipped in his direction.

Geoff stared down at the short ginger boy standing a few meters away from him.

He looked kind of pathetic, if Geoff was being honest.

He was shaking like a leaf, looked like he was about to piss his pants, and was covered in dirt.

Oh no, this was one of the CONTESTANTS. What if he blabbed to Chris?!

Geoff reached to grab the ginger boy but before he could close his fingers around his slim body, the boy darted off.

That wasn't good.

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The Stranded and The Scaly.

Chapter 6 Day 6: Hazy

Golden sunlight trickled through the curtains, it was a truly blissful scene, Geoff thought as he laid on his bed. Though, he was snapped out of his thoughts by some movement nearby.

Bridgette was still asleep. She was snuggled up on top of Geoff with her cheek pressed to his chest. Geoff couldn't help but smile, she was perfect. He lifted a hand to stroke his fingers through her golden locks. Bridgette smiled in her sleep at the contact and nuzzled her cheek further into Geoff's chest. Oh, how he loved her. She was his everything....

Geoff whined in protest as the dream faded out and his eyes opened.

The first thing he noticed was how hot and uncomfortable he was, did he have a fever?

The second thing he noticed was the ache in his right leg and back. As he glanced down at his legs, he saw that his wound had been bandaged up. He seemed to be in a cave, but how did he get here? Either way, he was still exhausted, surely it wouldn't hurt to get a few more minutes of rest?

His eyelids drooped and soon enough, he was fast asleep again.

When he awoke again, the first thing he saw was a pair of wide, grey eyes staring directly into his.

"G'mornin', Zeke...." Geoff yawned. Something felt different, he didn't feel the hardness of the cave floor. "Zeke?.. Is this my sleeping bag?..." Ezekiel nodded in response. "And you wrapped up my leg, too?..." Another nod. Geoff couldn't help but smile, it was nice that Ezekiel cared enough about him to make sure he was comfortable. He tried to sit up, only to be gently pushed back down by Ezekiel. "Rest." Ezekiel managed to growl out. "I take care." Geoff was the only member of the cast who had been somewhat nice to him, and he wasn't going to lose that allyship. He had to make sure the other teen didn't succumb to his wounds and die.

"You've been hanging onto your speaking skills, eh?.. It's nice to know that you still sound somewhat like you did a year ago..." Geoff smiled weakly, before coughing into his hand. Ezekiel gave Geoff a concerned look and pressed the back of his hand against his forehead. His temperature was still high, that wasn't good at all. "This place is really hot, isn't it?.." Geoff spoke. "Not hot. Fever." Ezekiel replied. "That makes sense, I feel gross.. " Geoff groaned. "How'd you get me here, anyways?.. I think I blacked out..." 

"Carry." Ezekiel carefully lifted Geoff off the ground as a demonstration before setting him back down on the sleeping bag. "You're stronger than I remember, does being a mutant give you more strength?..."

Ezekiel just shrugged in reply.

"Hungry? I make soup." Ezekiel pointed to a steaming pot on a campfire a couple meters away.

"You made soup?... how?..." Geoff was genuinely curious. "Did you raid Chef's kitchen or something?..."

Ezekiel gave Geoff a simple nod. "Chef not watch kitchen at night."

"Oh, I guess that checks out."

"I steal couple things from kitchen." Zeke shuffled off and came back with a large burlap sack. He reached into the sack and pulled out one of chef's bowls and a spoon. "Wow, that's pretty neat, homeschool.." Geoff grinned slightly.

"I feed you. You rest more. Good?"

"Yep, sounds good, buddy." Geoff sat up as best as he could and combed his fingers through his messy, blonde hair. Ezekiel wandered over to the pot with the fork and spoon before dipping the bowl into the pot and scooping up some of the soup. He went back over to Geoff with the bowl of steaming liquid.

"What's in that stuff, anyways?" Geoff stared at the chunks floating in the slightly thick liquid. "Potato. Fish. I steal salt from kitchen. " Ezekiel scooped up a spoonful of the soup and blew on it before offering it to Geoff. "You're getting pretty resourceful, huh?" Geoff replied before taking the spoon into his mouth. It was salty, though it didn't taste too bad. "Not bad, homeschool!" Geoff reached forwards and gave Ezekiel an appreciative pat on the head. A toothy grin spread across Ezekiel's face at the contact, and he continued to feed Geoff the soup.

After a little while, Geoff was fast asleep on the sleeping bag again. Since there was a little stream running through their part of the cave, Ezekiel had soaked a cloth with water and placed it on Geoff's forehead to try and regulate his body temperature.

Ezekiel hesitantly leaned in and pressed his ear against the other boy's chest to hear his heartbeat. It was comforting to hear the gentle rhythm of Geoff's heart and feel the slow rise and fall of his chest as he breathed.

It was nice to have a companion.

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Ezekiel stealing Geoff’s shirts wondering why all of the buttons are gone

Geoff stealing Ezekiel’s shirts and wondering why all of the tags were ripped off (not cut by scissors, ripped apart with bare hands)

Ezekiel's shirts and hoodies probably look like CROP TOPS on Geoff 😭😭

Ezekiel, however, is actually very cozy in Geoff's shirts

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The Stranded and The Scaly.

Chapter 10: Exploration

Day 8

The first thing he noticed when he woke up was that Ezekiel was gone.

No big deal, he was probably out foraging.

He went on his hands and knees and stretched down until his chin was nearly touching the ground in a downward dog pose. Geoff sighed in satisfaction, there was nothing better than a good morning stretch.

His shorts were fucking killing him, though. They ripped during his mutation, and they barely fit him anymore. The fabric was digging into his scaly skin. Unfortunately, he didn't have any other kind of pants to wear, so ripped shorts it was.

He got back into a sitting position and looked around the cave, it might be fun to explore a bit. After stretching his legs, he got to his feet and walked towards an exit to the part of the cave he was in.

While he expected the cave to be big, this one was HUGE! Geoff wandered through the tunnels and admired each cool-looking stone he found.

After a bit, he came across what looked like a cliff edge. As he looked over the edge, he noticed the large body of water beneath. It looked deep enough to dive into! "Natural pool, sweet!" Geoff grinned and took a couple steps back.

He charged forwards and jumped into the water.

There was a loud splash as he landed in the cool, clear water.

The water rippled as he rose to the surface and combed his soaking wet hair out of his eyes. Being submerged in water had never felt so good before. Geoff sighed happily and floated on his back for a few hours, feeling relaxed and rejuvenated by the fresh, slightly glowing water.

After an hour or two, he climbed out and shook himself off. He had to bring Zeke here sometime!

It turned out that exploring the cave without Zeke wasn't a good idea.

The many caverns and winding tunnels weren't doing much to help him get back to his and Ezekiel's little hideout. As much as he hated to admit, he was lost. Terribly lost in this labyrinth of stone.

He took a seat on a boulder so he could stop and think of a plan to get back to where he and Zeke had been staying for the past few days.

Wait a minute, Ezekiel had to be back by now! Maybe if he called out for him, he'd come find him!

With a deep breath, he called out for his friend. "Zeke! Buddy!!! I'm completely fine!!" He yelled. "Are you there?? Anywhere???"

No response.

The only sound he could hear was his voice echoing throughout the walls of stone.

Time to keep walking.

There were other things that lived down here, right? Maybe he'd run into one of them, he wasn't scared of becoming prey anymore. He knew he could easily overpower anything he came across with his new size and strength. Was he getting a bit cocky? Maybe.

However, that thought was forgotten as he saw something further ahead. It was about the size of a sheep and kinda looked like a gopher, but it was pink and slightly fuzzy. It seemed to be squeaking and looking around in a panic. Geoff felt kinda bad for it, but he didn't know how to help the thing.

His ears perked up as he heard a soft rumbling noise. It sounded like an earthquake? Wait, AN EARTHQUAKE?!

Geoff barely had time to think before a part of the cave wall collapsed a couple feet behind him. "Holy shit, dude!?" He exclaimed in shock. The cave was collapsing, had there been any explosions or mining in here?? Geoff looked back at the creature up ahead of him, if he didn't act fast, the little thing would get crushed, and so would he! In a moment of pure adrenaline, he ran forwards, snatched the mutant up into his arms and charged through the tunnel as it collapsed behind him. As he leapt forwards into the cavern connected to the tunnel, the fallen rocks sealed the pathway shut.

He tumbled to the ground and used his body to shield the squeaking beast in his arms.

Even when the dust settled, he continued to hold the creature close to his chest.

While he opened his eyes and let his night-vision adjust to the darkness around them, he only had one question.

"Where the hell am I?"

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