Carl's Travels: Day Two
Carl: *hums the Indiana Jones theme*
Carl: Curiosty may have killed the cat, but it isn't gonna kill Carl!
Carl: I'm just going to eat this conveniently-placed food in the hole next to this conveniently-placed tent.
As Carl enters the final chamber of this tomb, he did what any sensible adventurer would have done...
... robbed the tomb blind.
I included Carl completing his adventure, even though it's not relevant to this story.
Believe it or not, Carl actually found somebody else in this tomb. (Paparazzi actually followed him into the tomb, I later found out)
Carl: Let's go all the way to the tent again just to pillow-fight!
French Paparazzi: Sure!
(Yes, I cannot even remember the name of Carl's romantic interest. Sue me)
Carl's Phone: Ring Ring! Ring Ring!
Carl: Sorry, gotta take this.
Metro: Carl, this is your agent.
Carl: Metro! What's up, dude?
Metro: Not much, just planning next year's Tournament.
Carl: Cool, but hey. I got a girl here, so I'll chat later. Tell LenaLJ and Claymask I said congrats on their Tournament scores.
Metro: I will. See ya.
Carl: So, where were we?
French Paparazzi: Sorry, Carl, but I've only just met you. No kissing yet.
Carl: You might not want to kiss me now, but you will soon.
Somehow, Carl got it into his head that this French woman might not kiss him, but she
would WooHoo with him.
Sorry Carl, romance doesn't work like that.
Carl: Nobody wants me. *cries*
Since Carl was so down in the dumps, I decided to send him home a day early. Say good-bye to France, Carl!
Carl: *still crying*
Carl: So, what did you guys do while I was gone?
Rabbit: You were gone?
Diana: We didn't even notice.
