The Bermuda Whalers: Chapter XXX

Ben Hansen

Several weeks later...
"I spy with my little eye..."
"Shut UP!"
"Oh, come on."
"We've been playing this game for weeks now."
"You have something better to do?"
"Yes. Sleep."
"Oh, come on..."
"But the answers whale! It's ALWAYS whale! Aside from us, it's the only thing down here!" Hugh indicated the massive hulk of dead blubber that had been thrown in by the whalers shortly after Ben and Hugh.
"It may not be."
"It is, though, isn't it?"
"...Yeah." Ben stretched lazily and said, "Maybe it is time for a nap. You know, considering how long ago we learned the solution to the case, this has been a really freaking long adventure."
"Yep."
"Ah well, g'nite Hugh."
"Night Ben."
A pause.
"Hugh?"
"Yeah?"
"Define literature."
"I hate you."