So I decided to write a fanfic about Roughin' It. I love the episode, but SO many things could've gone wrong with two eleven year olds by themselves in the woods with no camping experience.

Which is why this exists.

Lincoln huffed as he hiked through the woods with his camping gear. He is not "one of the girls". He's a boy! A man to be exact! He will prove to them all that he's manly.

"Lincoln, can we stop now?" Oh right. Clyde was with him. Lincoln turned around to see his friend collapsed on the ground with his own camping gear.

"Not now buddy. Just ten more minutes then we can stop." Cyde groaned as he got off the ground and kept trudging.

And trudging.

It felt like forever before Lincoln said they could rest. Clyde breathed a sigh of relief. He took out his sleeping bag his parents gave him, but Lincoln snatched it away.

No, Clyde. If we are to be men, we have to survive without our modern , we can rest on this log." That statement did nothing to put the African-American boy in good spirits. First of all, the log was hard and stiff making it hard to lie your head on or even sit. Second, the wind was did Lincoln thought camping in late October was a good idea?

Clyde breathed in and out. Doctor Lopez said this will clear your mind and hep you think rationally. When he stopped, his stomach growled.

Lincoln was hungry too. "You hungry Clyde?" Getting a nod from the boy, Lincoln reached into his backpack and pulled out two spoons and two cans of beans. He passed a can to Clyde."Dig in buddy."

After they ate, the two boys decided to play around by laughing and farting since no one will be around to hear/be disgusted with them. For that brief moment, Clyde felt like he could enjoy this all, no one's around to judge him for being gassy.

A second later, Clyde heard something behind them. Lincoln didn't seem to hear it as he continued to laugh.

"Lincoln, shhh! Did you hear that?" Clyde whispered.

Lincoln whispered back looking a bit nervous. "Hear what?"

Clyde responded "I just heard somethi-BEHIND YOU!" Lincoln barely had time to move out the way as a huge Black bear swiped at him. "RUN!" Clyde took off running with Lincoln right behind him. The bear let out a roar before going after them.

"What about our stuff?!" Lincoln yelled catching up to Clyde. "Forget our stuff! We are being chased by a bear!"

Lincoln dared to turn around and to his shock and horror the bear was literally right upon them.

"How did he catch up?!" Up ahead Lincoln can see the river ahead. Clyde saw it too. "Bears can run faster than humans! Jump into the river!" Lincoln jumped just as he heard Clyde scream.

"AUUGH!" The bear sunk its teeth onto Clyde's arm just before he could escape.

"Clyde, no!" But it was in vain as the bear went off with it's prize.

Lincoln trudged through the river until he reached land. The boy walked for hours until he found a place to rest at , he couldn't sleep as Clyde being grabbed was his fault. He shouldn't have brought him onto this trip.

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Morning came and Lincoln walked and walked until he saw a cave. Letting curiosity get the best of him, he walked in.

As he entered the dark, he saw a human shaped figure lying on the ! Lincoln ran to the figure to get a good look at it. He wishes he hadn't. The figure WAS Clyde but dead. It was bloody and mauled.

Lincoln fell to his knees in anguish.