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Hey Max… buddy. I need to ask you some more questions.

Al,,right? What’s up?

I need to talk to you about the camp. I want you to tell me all the bad things that happened and the names of those parents who exposed themselves on Parent’s Day. Angela’s mom and I are working to resolve some of the issues that this camp is going through so they don’t happen again.

*max shrugs* there was Daniel, Campbell is a whole thing himself with embezzling funds or something, the woodscouts, and I dunno Nikki & Neil’s parent’s names.

Nikki and Neil’s parents? Which ones? Their dads? Their
moms?

It was Nikki’s mom and Neil’s dad I think? I dunno! I wasn’t here for that.

*sighs* Okay, I’ll ask some of the other kids. What about
Campbell? What is he like?

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Hey Max… buddy. I need to ask you some more questions.

Al,,right? What’s up?

I need to talk to you about the camp. I want you to tell me all the bad things that happened and the names of those parents who exposed themselves on Parent’s Day. Angela’s mom and I are working to resolve some of the issues that this camp is going through so they don’t happen again.

*max shrugs* there was Daniel, Campbell is a whole thing himself with embezzling funds or something, the woodscouts, and I dunno Nikki & Neil’s parent’s names.

Nikki and Neil’s parents? Which ones? Their dads? Their
moms?

phone rings

faer-oune

faer-oune:

*answers on the second ring* Faeroune Funerary, you stab ‘em, we slab ‘em. What’s up?

Oh,
you know, the usual. A cultist managed to get hired by the camp and
attempted to brainwash and kill the campers but wound up poisoning
himself instead. I already took care of it, he won’t be coming anywhere
near our daughter.

Uh… Mia, I don’t know what kind of camps you’ve been to, but
that is not usual. Usual for extreme
cultists, I guess, but not for Summer Camps. What do you mean you took care of
it?

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“Hmmm
money is good. I like how you think.” Helps him finish up repairs then
floats them back into the ship and shivers pulling andcwalking quickly
to his room. “Coooold!”

Carlos followed after Yondu, rubbing his hands together to
try to warm them up. “Do you wanna try to make some cider back in the Captain’s
Quarters?” he asked the other man. “I’d do it, but… I’m not a very good cook.
Like, at all. I can help where I can, though.”

“Hot spiked cider it is. fuck it’s cold!” Shoves the door open and literally runs for the furs and flings them around f his shoulders.

Carlos locked the door behind them and rubbed his shoulders.
“Uh – I’d rather not have it spiked. I don’t do well with alcohol… not unless I’m
okay to sleep for the rest of the day.” He went over to the in-room food prep
unit and started to find a kettle and some cups.

Follows him around like a walking fuzzy shag rug.

Carlos looked at Yondu and offered him a smile. “Don’t you
have a sweater? I’d imagine it’d be hard working the heating element with your
blanket like that…”

“Yes…. but then I’d have to remove my coat to put it on……….” flops the furs over carliss head and rushes to the closet and digs through it for the sweater.

Carlos made a soft ‘eep!’ sound when the furs were dropped
over him. He feels around to find the counter to set down the cups he got out
of the cupboard. “C-Captain! I’m holding things here!”

“And yer doing great job of it babe.” Pulls on a old sweater that said merry Christmas ya filthy animal on it.

Carlos finally found the counter and was able to set the
things down. He then pulled off the blanket and started to sort of roll/fold it
with his arms when he caught sight of Yondu.

“Wha… where the hell did you get that?” he asked, genuinely
shocked.

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Hey Max… buddy. I need to ask you some more questions.

Al,,right? What’s up?

I need to talk to you about the camp. I want you to tell me all the bad things that happened and the names of those parents who exposed themselves on Parent’s Day. Angela’s mom and I are working to resolve some of the issues that this camp is going through so they don’t happen again.

phone rings

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*answers on the second ring* Faeroune Funerary, you stab ‘em, we slab ‘em. What’s up?

I – wait, ‘Funerary’? Nevermind… Mia, I have some very serious concerns that I need to talk to you about. I’m working over nearby Sleepy Peak Peak studying the volcano, and there’s a Summer Camp nearby. It’s Angela’s summer camp.

It’s called a joke, dear. You should try it some time~ I know where Angie’s summer camp is, it’s one of the reasons I picked it. What’s going on, do I need to feed someone else to the dragons?

Feed – wha? I – maybe?? I don’t – *he’s freaking out a
little bit, so he stops to take a few deep breaths* Mia, this place is shady as
hell and children have been exposed to things they shouldn’t have. Max was
telling me what happened at Spooky Island last night…

Spooky Island? Did that ghost kid turn evil or something? What’s going on that Angie hasn’t written home about? *actually sounds concerned now, all traces of teasing gone from her voice*

Oh, there’s a ghost there too, now? *he pauses and takes
another deep breath* Okay… Um, one of the kids – Max – told me how he and a
couple of his friends went to Spooky Island. He said they saw the Quartermaster
at some kind of… orgy? And Max was very clearly traumatized by it. Also, he
told me that a couple of the parents had had a coupling in front of all the
kids on Parent’s Day. I don’t think Angela was at the camp yet, but… I’m very concerned, Mia!

The ghost kid is confined to the island and not hurting anyone, so I just let him be when I found him. I didn’t hear about either of those other two things. The…orgy…? On Spooky Island is in an area forbidden to the campers, so I don’t particularly care, but if you get me the names of those two parents I’ll have some words with them if you don’t want to do it.

What? I don’t know who they were – I… I guess I’ll ask Max
later. But Mia, the Quartermaster should know better than engaging in those acts
anywhere near the campsite! Those
kids obviously ignored the rule and went to the island anyway!

Do you want me to have a talk with him or something? Because I mean, as long as it’s off the camp grounds and not actively involving any of the children, there’s not much that can be done. Have you found out about anything else we should be worried about?

Max told me about a cultist. Or… he just said there was a
cultist that came to the camp. Admittedly I don’t know much about it, but I’m
very concerned about that as well.

Angie wrote home about that, I already took care of it. I’m surprised she didn’t tell you about it already though? Maybe she didn’t want you worried over nothing.

What… what exactly
was there to take care of? Mia, what happened?

phone rings

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*answers on the second ring* Faeroune Funerary, you stab ‘em, we slab ‘em. What’s up?

I – wait, ‘Funerary’? Nevermind… Mia, I have some very serious concerns that I need to talk to you about. I’m working over nearby Sleepy Peak Peak studying the volcano, and there’s a Summer Camp nearby. It’s Angela’s summer camp.

It’s called a joke, dear. You should try it some time~ I know where Angie’s summer camp is, it’s one of the reasons I picked it. What’s going on, do I need to feed someone else to the dragons?

Feed – wha? I – maybe?? I don’t – *he’s freaking out a
little bit, so he stops to take a few deep breaths* Mia, this place is shady as
hell and children have been exposed to things they shouldn’t have. Max was
telling me what happened at Spooky Island last night…

Spooky Island? Did that ghost kid turn evil or something? What’s going on that Angie hasn’t written home about? *actually sounds concerned now, all traces of teasing gone from her voice*

Oh, there’s a ghost there too, now? *he pauses and takes
another deep breath* Okay… Um, one of the kids – Max – told me how he and a
couple of his friends went to Spooky Island. He said they saw the Quartermaster
at some kind of… orgy? And Max was very clearly traumatized by it. Also, he
told me that a couple of the parents had had a coupling in front of all the
kids on Parent’s Day. I don’t think Angela was at the camp yet, but… I’m very concerned, Mia!

The ghost kid is confined to the island and not hurting anyone, so I just let him be when I found him. I didn’t hear about either of those other two things. The…orgy…? On Spooky Island is in an area forbidden to the campers, so I don’t particularly care, but if you get me the names of those two parents I’ll have some words with them if you don’t want to do it.

What? I don’t know who they were – I… I guess I’ll ask Max
later. But Mia, the Quartermaster should know better than engaging in those acts
anywhere near the campsite! Those
kids obviously ignored the rule and went to the island anyway!

Do you want me to have a talk with him or something? Because I mean, as long as it’s off the camp grounds and not actively involving any of the children, there’s not much that can be done. Have you found out about anything else we should be worried about?

Max told me about a cultist. Or… he just said there was a
cultist that came to the camp. Admittedly I don’t know much about it, but I’m
very concerned about that as well.

phone rings

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faer-oune:

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faer-oune:

*answers on the second ring* Faeroune Funerary, you stab ‘em, we slab ‘em. What’s up?

I – wait, ‘Funerary’? Nevermind… Mia, I have some very serious concerns that I need to talk to you about. I’m working over nearby Sleepy Peak Peak studying the volcano, and there’s a Summer Camp nearby. It’s Angela’s summer camp.

It’s called a joke, dear. You should try it some time~ I know where Angie’s summer camp is, it’s one of the reasons I picked it. What’s going on, do I need to feed someone else to the dragons?

Feed – wha? I – maybe?? I don’t – *he’s freaking out a
little bit, so he stops to take a few deep breaths* Mia, this place is shady as
hell and children have been exposed to things they shouldn’t have. Max was
telling me what happened at Spooky Island last night…

Spooky Island? Did that ghost kid turn evil or something? What’s going on that Angie hasn’t written home about? *actually sounds concerned now, all traces of teasing gone from her voice*

Oh, there’s a ghost there too, now? *he pauses and takes
another deep breath* Okay… Um, one of the kids – Max – told me how he and a
couple of his friends went to Spooky Island. He said they saw the Quartermaster
at some kind of… orgy? And Max was very clearly traumatized by it. Also, he
told me that a couple of the parents had had a coupling in front of all the
kids on Parent’s Day. I don’t think Angela was at the camp yet, but… I’m very concerned, Mia!

The ghost kid is confined to the island and not hurting anyone, so I just let him be when I found him. I didn’t hear about either of those other two things. The…orgy…? On Spooky Island is in an area forbidden to the campers, so I don’t particularly care, but if you get me the names of those two parents I’ll have some words with them if you don’t want to do it.

What? I don’t know who they were – I… I guess I’ll ask Max
later. But Mia, the Quartermaster should know better than engaging in those acts
anywhere near the campsite! Those
kids obviously ignored the rule and went to the island anyway!

Starways to Hell

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“Hmmm
money is good. I like how you think.” Helps him finish up repairs then
floats them back into the ship and shivers pulling andcwalking quickly
to his room. “Coooold!”

Carlos followed after Yondu, rubbing his hands together to
try to warm them up. “Do you wanna try to make some cider back in the Captain’s
Quarters?” he asked the other man. “I’d do it, but… I’m not a very good cook.
Like, at all. I can help where I can, though.”

“Hot spiked cider it is. fuck it’s cold!” Shoves the door open and literally runs for the furs and flings them around f his shoulders.

Carlos locked the door behind them and rubbed his shoulders.
“Uh – I’d rather not have it spiked. I don’t do well with alcohol… not unless I’m
okay to sleep for the rest of the day.” He went over to the in-room food prep
unit and started to find a kettle and some cups.

Follows him around like a walking fuzzy shag rug.

Carlos looked at Yondu and offered him a smile. “Don’t you
have a sweater? I’d imagine it’d be hard working the heating element with your
blanket like that…”

“Yes…. but then I’d have to remove my coat to put it on……….” flops the furs over carliss head and rushes to the closet and digs through it for the sweater.

Carlos made a soft ‘eep!’ sound when the furs were dropped
over him. He feels around to find the counter to set down the cups he got out
of the cupboard. “C-Captain! I’m holding things here!”

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Kinda
became attached I guess, I’ve had that tent three summers running. I
bunk with Nikki & Neil now but that’s no so bad, they’re cool.

Ah. That kid in the yellow sweater and the green-headed
girl, right? Well, it’s good that you made friends.

Yeah, we tried to leave the camp on their first day so that was fun.

*snorts softly, caught off-guard by his own amusement* I
see. Well, here you are. I hope you have a good night.

Thanks. You too.

*shines the light to the bottom of the door of Max’s tent to help him get inside.*

*he quietly steps into his tent, trying not to wake Nikki or Neil* thanks again.

*whispers* You’re welcome, kiddo. Goodnight.

Yeah, ‘night.

*smiles and waves at him. He then turns and heads back to the campfire to throw some dirt on it and put it out. He was definitely going to call Mia that night, or early the next morning. He needed to talk to her*