Here's the latest story from me and JarJarBlinx1. In this one, Jack and Pitch and the gang are all counselors at a summer camp in the mountains. Pitch's uncle is the owner of the camp and makes Pitch the head counselor. Jack, Pitch, Tooth, and Kristoff all go to the same university in the nearest town, so they see each other outside of camp every year. Without further ado, hope you guys enjoy.


"Remind me again why I'm carrying all of your bags for you?" He had to pause in the middle of an incline to catch his breath.

"Because you're a good friend and stronger than me?" She grinned back at him from her position higher on the hill.

"But don't you think this is a little excessive? My duffel bag is completely full of climbing gear and even it doesn't weigh as much as your...suitcase," Jack grunted as he lifted the heavy bag again. "You could have at least taken your backpack, Tooth."

She peeked at Jack around her bulky, but very light, bed linens and shrugged. "Sorry. Hands are full."

"You so owe me for this…," he grumbled but continued on. As soon as Tooth's things were dropped off at her cabin, Jack headed for the mess hall.

Realizing her friend was going the wrong direction of the car, Tooth stood in her doorway and called to him, "Where are you going? Your stuff is the other direction."

"But the mess hall is this way. We're going to be late for check-in if we go back. I'll make the trek to grab it all later." Jack nudged his friend when she caught up to him. "If somebody had been ready to leave on time, I might have had enough time to make the extra trip." Before Tooth could make a comeback, he took off towards the mess hall, Tooth close on his heels. They managed to get in the door along with the last few stragglers. The two took a seat towards the back of the hall, quietly waving to a few friends they hadn't seen since the previous summer. A familiar British accent up at the front of the room drew their attention.

"Welcome back, counselors. I hope you have enjoyed your time off." The group started chattering briefly, excited to be back. "Okay everyone, settle down. Has everyone checked in and received their clipboard, name tag, and whistle?"

"Oops." Jack made a face, whispering to Tooth, "I'll grab yours too." He scuttled back to the front table to grab their things with the other stragglers.

"We're scheduled to have a big group so the camp is going to be divided up into four sections as always. In the Winter section is myself, Jack, North, Elsa, Violet, and Ruffnut. Those cabins are on the Northern edge of the camp. In the Spring section is Tooth, Rapunzel, Ariel, Aster, Fishlegs, and Dash. You will be at the Eastern edge. Summer will be Merida, Astrid, Moana, Snotlout, Tuffnut, and Sinbad at the Southern edge. Autumn is Hiccup, Flynn, Sandy, Tiana, Marina, and Russel on the Western edge." Pitch Black, the head counselor, flipped a page on his clipboard. "Ah. It seems that Dash is in the hospital and will be unable to join us this summer."

One of the older counselors raised his hand, a worried expression on his face. "Wait, what happened to him?"

"Nothing serious. Seems he broke his leg at a track meet and needs to be on bed rest for the summer."

"Dash promised he'd be back next summer. He wouldn't miss any more camps than he has to," his sister Violet announced from her seat.

"For now, everyone has their assignment, and I'll update you when we have his replacement. In the meantime, everyone update yourselves on our policies, rules and guidelines for the year. Does anyone have any questions?"

A few more hands were raised and questions answered before the group dispersed. Jack made his way over to the head counselor. "It says on my board that I'm the 'Head of New Counselors'? When did that get added on there?"

Pitch smiled over at him. "I heard you were a big help last summer with some of the newer counselors. The title isn't an official one, but if you could just keep an eye on the newbies and help out, that would be great."

"So I'm just showing them the ropes like I usually do?" Jack returned the smile, teasing, "What was the point in putting it on there then?"

"Well, I know how big of an ego you have." Pitch chuckled. "You'll get paid a little extra, but I didn't want to crest any animosity between you and your friends. Besides-" Pitch cleared his throat. "I may need help from time to time. Being head counselor is a lot different than just being a counselor."

"Awww. If you wanted to spend more time with me, Pitch, you only had to ask." He grinned but gave him a nod of understanding.

"Please keep the flirting down to a minimum, Jack. You might make your boyfriend jealous."

"Oh, you didn't hear?" Jack's face fell a bit. "I'm actually single now. Since spring break, actually. Yaaaaay."

"Shit, I'm sorry." Pitch put a hand on Jack's shoulder and gave it a comforting squeeze. "I didn't like him anyway. He wasn't good enough for you."

"Don't worry about it. I'm over it and moving on with my life and totally ready for summer." A call from Tooth had him looking towards the door. "Well, let me know if you need anything. I'm here to help, and all that jazz. For now, I have to go drag a certain someone to help me carry my stuff. See ya later."

"See you, Jack."

As he walked towards his friend, Jack instantly recognized the expression on her face. "Don't you give me that look. I know all too well what you're thinking."

"I just wish you two had gotten together at some point," she chattered on their way back to the car. "You would have made such a cute couple!"

"We've been over this almost every summer since you found out we were both gay, Tooth. We're too different from each other. Plus, it took me all these years to finally work out a comfortable friendship with him. There's no way it could be anything more than that."

Tooth grabbed a couple of Jack's smaller bags from the car. "Whatever you say. I'll still be shipping you two in my head."

"Just don't let those crazy thoughts come out in words," he chuckled. "If I lose a friend because someone couldn't keep herself from meddling, I'll never forgive you."

"Oh, you'll forgive me. You always do."

"Alright fine. But I'll be mad at you for a very long time." Jack lifted the last of his stuff, and they headed off for his cabin, which was on the far side of camp.


A knock at Jack's cabin door brought him over. "Hey, Jack. So I was able to get Dash's replacement."

Jack smiled and tossed his sheets, which he'd been unpacking, back onto the bed. "That's great! When does he start?"

"Jack, I think I should warn you. It's Kristoff."

"Kris...toff? But I thought he said he wasn't coming this summer."

"I'm sorry. I wouldn't have called him but all my other options had excuses."

"No, don't worry about it. I understand. Really." He tried to look reassuring enough to convince Pitch.

Pitch looked at Jack. "Give me your phone."

"What for?" He looked confused but handed it over anyway.

Pitch typed something in, checked his phone and handed Jack's back to him. "Now you have my number. You need anything, or he gives you trouble, I'll be right there."

"Thanks? I'll let you know now, though, my phone gets horrible service up here. I can usually only make a call up by the cars or at the mess hall." He quickly added, "But thank you for the thought. It's appreciated."

"I'll feel better knowing you have some sort of protection. Kristoff's an arse. You're strong, but friends always help make it easier."

"He's not that bad." Jack thought a moment. "Okay, well maybe he's a bit of douche. But he'd never lay a hand on me or anything. Thanks again for the thought, Pitch. It...means a lot."

Pitch smiled. "No problem. And since we're such good friends, I'll give you a spoiler: mac 'n' cheese and burgers tonight for dinner. I'll make sure Tiana saves you a little extra. I remember how much you're a fan of mac 'n' cheese."

"Awesome! Tiana's mac 'n' cheese is the best too. I'll see you at dinner then? I still have a lot of unpacking and planning to do."

"Sure thing. See you later, Jackie," Pitch teased, waving at Jack as he walked back towards camp.

"Don't call me Jackie!" Jack rolled his eyes and shut the door, returning to his things.


The next day, Jack sped walked from the mess hall, furiously typing on his phone. The day had been going great. He'd been showing the three new counselors around the camp, introducing them to everyone, and explaining almost everyone's nickname so they wouldn't get confused later. Then Kristoff showed up and may or may not have riled him up so he may or may not have said some stupid things. Can we meet before the bonfire tonight? It's an emergency. He sent the text to Pitch.

Totally. Anything wrong?

I'll explain in person. Please don't talk to Kristoff until then.

Why would I talk to that pillock?"

Don't know. Just please don't.

Okay. I'll wait to hear from you.

Thanks.


Jack was pacing back and forth at the fire pit, their designated meeting spot. Since Pitch was in charge of getting the fire started well in advance, it made sense to just meet there. "Okay, so what's up?" Pitch walked up to the fire pit and knelt down, working on getting the fire started.

"So...Kristoff arrived today."

"Uh-huh...wait, did he hurt you?"

"No!" Jack cleared his throat. "No. No hurting. We, uh, bumped into each other while I was showing some of the newbies around. Started talking a bit. Just small talk, you know." His pacing picked up speed with his nerves.

"Okay. So far I'm not seeing the problem."

"Well, the problem is that he started talking about his boyfriend. How great he is, how much money he has, how high up in society he is, and all that shit." He angrily kicked at a stray rock.

"And you got jealous?"

"Maybe just a little? So I started to panic a little because I didn't want him to find out that I'm still single and miserable while he's happy and moved on. And I may have said something stupid. Really, really stupid." His pacing paused for a split second.

"Jack, just get to the point. What happened?"

"I may have said that I'm dating someone..." he mumbled the rest and looked away from his friend.

"Is that all?" Pitch laughed and brushed his hands off on his jeans, giving the growing fire an approving glance. "That's not a big deal."

"You don't understand. I told him I was-" Jack came to an abrupt stop as the first counselors started to filter in. "Nevermind."

Pitch gave Jack a weird look. "We'll talk later, yeah?"

"Oh, look, Jack's already here with his boyfriend!" A strong hand clapped Pitch's back. Kristoff gave him a smile. "I always knew you had a thing for my ex. Can't believe he finally caught you."

"Caught me?"

Jack cringed next to them. Eyes begging forgiveness, he mouthed "I'm sorry" at his friend when Kristoff looked away for a moment.

Pitch's eyes widened. "We're dating?!" At Kristoff's look, Pitch's tone changed. "It's just...we were planning on keeping it a secret. It's about the kids, right?"

"Right! Camp's about the kids, not who's dating who."

"Yeah, the kids…" Kristoff looked between Jack and Pitch. "By the way, I wanted to invite my boyfriend to some of the big events. Would that be okay?"

"Maybe," Pitch said, peeling himself out of Kristoff's grip. "Now if you don't mind, since our secret's out, I'm in the mood to sneak off with my boyfriend." He looked at Jack. "You coming?"

"Y-yeah." Jack looked at his feet nervously but followed Pitch, eager to get away from Kristoff.

Once they were far enough away, Pitch turned to look at Jack. "Can you explain what just happened?"

"I am so sorry!" He clapped a hand over his face. "I was completely panicking when I told him that. When he asked who I was going out with, you were the first openly gay guy that same to mind and it sorta came out before I could stop it. Then I was freaking out as soon as I said it."

"Jack," Pitch groaned, rubbing a hand over his face. "Okay, fine. I won't be able to show you preferential treatment, but I agree."

"You don't have to pretend for me. I never should have dragged you into this. I'll tell him the truth."

"No, you will not."

"That isn't fair for you though! A whole summer of pretending to be my boyfriend? I can't ask that of you!"

"It's no problem. What would we have to do? Sneak off like this? Sit together at meals? That sounds like what friends do, so it isn't too different.

"When one of us is the head counselor, yes it is. I remember last summer we hardly spent any time together because you always had to go help one person or another."

"Let me worry about that. Besides, I enjoyed the look of shock on his face when I confirmed your story."

Jack cracked a smile. "I don't think he really believed I could move on after him."

"Why prove him right?"

"You're sure about this? I'll understand if you don't want to."

"How about we see where this goes? If it doesn't work, we'll deal with it then."

"Thank you!" Jack threw his arms around Pitch with a smile.

Pitch chuckled and patted s back. "Now we just have to figure something out."

"Anything you need, just let me know. I owe you so much for doing this."

"How exactly do you plan on looking kissed? If we're dating and sneaking off like this, we're obviously seriously making out. And you don't look very kissed."

"Huh?" Jack's jaw dropped in shock. "I didn't think about that…"

"Jesus." Pitch walked up to Jack and tilted his head up. "Close your eyes."

"W-wait." He put up a hand to stop him from leaning closer. "I don't want this to totally screw up our friendship."

"It will only if you let it," Pitch whispered, leaning down and brushing his lips over Jack's.

Jack's breath hitched for a moment before letting himself relax in Pitch's hold. When he finally pulled away, he chuckled nervously. "Not bad for a first kiss."

"And now you look kissed." Pitch smiled. "Let Kristoff suck on that."

"He's probably already upset just because he wasn't right. I hope this really ticks him off."

"Me too. He's such an arse. You really upgraded."

"Anything's an upgrade compared to him. Not that you're not great or anything."

"Gee, I'm flattered," Pitch teased.

Jack cringed again. "Sorry."

"Don't worry about it." Pitch looked down at his watch, the face pressed to the skin of his inner wrist. "We should head back."

"You're probably right. I'm sure Tooth has heard the news that we're 'dating' by now and is completely freaking out I never told her." He turned back towards the firepit with a laugh.

"I would if I was your best friend. Keeping such a hot, talented, wonderful boyfriend secret is a crime."

"And you said my ego was bad?"

"Hey, someone has to flatter me since you won't."

"I didn't mean it like that and you know it."

"Do I?"

Jack rolled his eyes as they joined the group again. "I'd hope you'd know me better than that."

"I guess I'll learn more about you now that we're dating."

"Good point."

"Can you bear to be parted from me?"

"Might be a little difficult, but I'll try to manage."

"You're such a dick," Pitch chuckled, giving Jack a long kiss when Kristoff looked over at them.

"Says the prick." Jack couldn't help a blush from creeping onto his cheeks, but he smiled anyway. Pitch laughed and left Jack to go talk to some of the older counselors. The instant Pitch was gone, Tooth was on him, eyes suspicious.

"Just what was that? I thought you said you two would never go out?"

Jack quickly put a finger to her mouth to shush her before anyone else overheard. "That was me kissing my very wonderful boyfriend who I love so much." He gave her a look to hint that she should drop it for the moment, whispering, "I'll explain later."