What Do We Do With Two Drunken O.C.s?

Before we start, you must know that the unicorn we know as Skie sometimes gets really, really bored.

I'm not talking about "twiddling your hooves" bored, "actually study for once" bored, or even "go outside" bored, the most crushing and undeniable boredom. No, this is a different kind of bored. This is the "bored" where you sit at home for almost three days, realize that your life means nothing, and then decide to call up your Griffon buddy from sophomore year to go get their sailing licenses and immediately breaking the law to get drunk out at sea.

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Yes, it is possible to get that bored. Skie does so almost eleven times a day, when he grows tired of amusing himself by lighting things on fire or lighting other things on fire.

Oh, and he was stupid. More stupid than he was bored. We're not talking "F on the algebra test" stupid, we're talking the kind of stupid where you go out to sea, get drunk with a friend, and then fall asleep with the rudder perfectly straight and with the sail catching a perfect wind. Yes, it is indeed possible to be this stupid. Only someone that idiotic could possibly trigger the chain of evens that led him to bypass the legal system, smuggle booze into a government port, get a doctorate-wielding astrophysicist plastered, and then get lost at sea. And afterwards, he called it a "pretty fun evening". Six full days at sea is not a very fun evening.

Oh, and one last thing. Never, never, NEVER try anything that Skie or Smoky do here. Because you may be a smart person.

And it takes a complete nimrod to survive like they did.