Not often, the most crazy stuff that happens now is just the woodscouts invading, but that’s only like once a month.
Once a month? So they’ve invaded, like… twice now?
At least, they’ve come by multiple times to try to steal the camp, kinda like team rocket but with pre-pubecent assbaskets.
Team Rocket were
pre-pubescent.But I don’t understand… this is supposed to be a summer
camp. What… why is so much sh… weird stuff happening? This is not normal!*max shrugs* We’re not a normal summer camp. There’s a bunch of weird places and this camp is just one of ‘em.
I… *he pauses for a moment* Okay, granted – there are weird
places. (I live on one of them). But I mean, this is just plain dangerous. I
have to talk to David tomorrow about all this. *He then sighs* I should get in
touch with Mia too… I find it hard to believe she has no idea what’s going on
here…David’s aware of the woodscouts, he’s just too cheery to see anything wrong with them. It was the same thing with Daniel and Campbell.
Who’s Daniel? Nevermind – it’s too late for all of this…
*sighs* I should get you to your tent. I’ll come back tomorrow sometime. Come
on, kiddo… *starts walking again toward where Max said the tents were, his
light out in front of them**Max nods and follows by Carlos*
*Carlos can soon see the shapes of the tents* Here we go.
Which one’s yours? *he drops his voice so it’s a whisper*The one on the far end. *he points down to the farthest area* we usually get to pick our tents at the begining of the summer and I’ve always stayed in that one.
Ah. Any particular reason? *starts to walk through toward
it**max shrugs* I never really wanted to be here my first summer, I chose the farthest tent because it sort of made me farther from the main camp area, I guess.
And you just became attached? Or maybe it’s habit?
