A Series of Unfortunate Events Part: 37

[No, I KNOW. I know what situation I’m in and really only have gotten a chance to see it from the other side since this accident. I have tried to help end this in other so many ways. Believe me. I have tried…]

Carl turns to face sun making it’s way up and of over the trees casting a series of patterned shadows on the ground. Amidst the shadows he notices Daniel’s Sidearm laying in the fallen leaves just a few feet away. He turn back to Daniels and asks
“What do we do now?”
“You die”
Daniels utters his words in such a calm manner Carl almost doesn’t catch it. Daniels springs to his newly healed legs and lunges for Carl who immediately side-steps him and throws him to the ground. Daniels returns to his feet and beings to throw a barrage of punches and kicks at Carl who gracefully dodges and blocks them with hardly an effort made.

“Are you tired yet?”
Carl poses this question while still blocking every attempt Daniel’s makes to harm him.
“I could very well continue to block you and pick up this gun and shoot you long before you could land a single punch. You have to remember we are both gifted individuals. I can’t permanently hurt you and you are too slow to hurt me.”
Daniels grimaces at Carl’s logic and desists from attacking him. He then proceeds to sit down on the ground and laugh. Carl stands puzzled at the sight and begins to chuckle lightly.
“What’s so funny?”
Barely able to vocalize his thoughts through the laughter, he chokes out his words.
“C-C’mon, you have to think this shit is funny. Could you imagine watching this shit go down?”
The attempt to explain only makes the situation funnier to Daniels and he begins to loose his words all over again trying to explain. His laughter increases in volume and he begins to roll over onto his side on the ground. Tears begin to form in his eyes and roll down his cheek. Watching, Carl begins to chuckle a little harder and is slowly succumbing the seemingly infectious laughter as Daniels tries to produce more comprehensible words through the convulsions of his now hysterical laughter
“Oh man, oooohhh man! I had to look like a huge dumb ass throwing punches and getting blocked every time. I mean this is like a comic book or cartoon. Oh god…”
Carl at this point completely surrenders to the laughter. The two laugh for what seemed like five minutes before they were both startled by the sound of an approaching helicopter. Daniels Immediately knew that it was Sgt. Reaver returning to look for him with the stealth drive systems on the chopper turned off so as to make it easier for Daniels to position himself to be found.