Title: Camp Wikata
Author: Avalan
Warnings: AU, OOC(Strong warning for that) future 1+2/2+1 and possible 3+4
Notes: I got this idea from Munchkin and she told me I could write it. I don't really like how its going so far so I may not write the rest. Any ideas and comments will be greatly appreciated
Disclaimer: I don't own them? ::Looks amazed:: wow, never realized that. I don't own anyone, unless you count the kids that pop up in this story.
Hi, I am Duo Maxwell and today was opening day for the CITs at camp. What are CITs and why am I telling you this you ask? Simple, CITs are Councilors In Training, and the CIT group happens to be my first group of kids that I'll be a senior councilor for....well, actually that's not right, the people I will be senior councilor for will be around my age if not exactly that.
It is June 2, and the Councilor Shini(Me! Short for Shinigami)is about to greet the first new CITs to Wikata (Why-kan-ta, don't ask where they get that 'N' sound) aka Water HOLE. The camp is appropriately called Water Hole mainly because of the water that accumulates everywhere when it rains making it a water/mud hole. But back the point. I was nervous and annoyed. My braid was falling apart and my oh so *good* friends and fellow Councilors were not helping.
The first councilor works at the Animal Hut at camp. The dude was a little quiet but could keep any kid mesmerized for hours at a time with his animals. Hell he had a lion for crying out loud who wouldn't be amazed? His nickname for camp was Sneak, which was what he was dubbed for his unusual ability to just appear in a place you could have sworn he wasn't around the moment before. Sneaks normal name was Trowa, but shhhh no ones supposed to know that!
The second one is Dragon, or Wufei as he is normally called, and surly acts his name. A justice junkie he is and joy to tease...well as long as your not around the Archery field or the kitchen. Those places could be dangerous as my braid and I had found out. Wu Wu is a normal Councilor who just helps out with the kids. So he is currently going to have to spend half of his time with my CIT group and the other half with Relena aka Princess (gag me!) and the little'uns, the six year olds. I pity him I really do even though as I write this I'm choking with laughter.
And that's it. There are a bunch of other but I have yet to learn all of there names. And now back to where we were. I was at the time in our little platform tent sitting on the rickety old bed and me begging Wufei to give me back my hair tie and Sneak was just standing there watching.
"WUFIE GIVE IT BACK!" I yelled from my bed peaking outside the ugly brown tent flap.
"Not until you find my army knife!" He stud in front of the bath house arms crossed and back tie in hand.
"But I didn't take your army knife!" I told him for the one hundredth time, and he gave me a disbelieving look before taking my poor little black band and pulling it apart. "ARGE! That was my last one!"
"I know," he answered and walked away with a slightly smug look on his face, and I saw red as I hunted around for my back bandana and used it to secure my hair for the time being.
Satisfied that my hair was indeed decent and I was for the most part ready to great the annoyingly early day I started the nearly mile long trek to the Cafetorium all the while thinking up ways to extract my revenge from Dragon.
To be continued?
Author: Avalan
Warnings: AU, OOC(Strong warning for that) future 1+2/2+1 and possible 3+4
Notes: I got this idea from Munchkin and she told me I could write it. I don't really like how its going so far so I may not write the rest. Any ideas and comments will be greatly appreciated
Disclaimer: I don't own them? ::Looks amazed:: wow, never realized that. I don't own anyone, unless you count the kids that pop up in this story.
Hi, I am Duo Maxwell and today was opening day for the CITs at camp. What are CITs and why am I telling you this you ask? Simple, CITs are Councilors In Training, and the CIT group happens to be my first group of kids that I'll be a senior councilor for....well, actually that's not right, the people I will be senior councilor for will be around my age if not exactly that.
It is June 2, and the Councilor Shini(Me! Short for Shinigami)is about to greet the first new CITs to Wikata (Why-kan-ta, don't ask where they get that 'N' sound) aka Water HOLE. The camp is appropriately called Water Hole mainly because of the water that accumulates everywhere when it rains making it a water/mud hole. But back the point. I was nervous and annoyed. My braid was falling apart and my oh so *good* friends and fellow Councilors were not helping.
The first councilor works at the Animal Hut at camp. The dude was a little quiet but could keep any kid mesmerized for hours at a time with his animals. Hell he had a lion for crying out loud who wouldn't be amazed? His nickname for camp was Sneak, which was what he was dubbed for his unusual ability to just appear in a place you could have sworn he wasn't around the moment before. Sneaks normal name was Trowa, but shhhh no ones supposed to know that!
The second one is Dragon, or Wufei as he is normally called, and surly acts his name. A justice junkie he is and joy to tease...well as long as your not around the Archery field or the kitchen. Those places could be dangerous as my braid and I had found out. Wu Wu is a normal Councilor who just helps out with the kids. So he is currently going to have to spend half of his time with my CIT group and the other half with Relena aka Princess (gag me!) and the little'uns, the six year olds. I pity him I really do even though as I write this I'm choking with laughter.
And that's it. There are a bunch of other but I have yet to learn all of there names. And now back to where we were. I was at the time in our little platform tent sitting on the rickety old bed and me begging Wufei to give me back my hair tie and Sneak was just standing there watching.
"WUFIE GIVE IT BACK!" I yelled from my bed peaking outside the ugly brown tent flap.
"Not until you find my army knife!" He stud in front of the bath house arms crossed and back tie in hand.
"But I didn't take your army knife!" I told him for the one hundredth time, and he gave me a disbelieving look before taking my poor little black band and pulling it apart. "ARGE! That was my last one!"
"I know," he answered and walked away with a slightly smug look on his face, and I saw red as I hunted around for my back bandana and used it to secure my hair for the time being.
Satisfied that my hair was indeed decent and I was for the most part ready to great the annoyingly early day I started the nearly mile long trek to the Cafetorium all the while thinking up ways to extract my revenge from Dragon.
To be continued?