Hey guys! I am doing a Disney-related story after reading one recently done by Bovine Beauty ;)
Now, before going on, know this: I have not been to Disney World since '03 or '04, and I usually stayed at the following resorts:
-Contemporary (called it the "Toaster Hotel" when I was little for some reason; maybe I thought it looked like a toaster? :/)
-Boardwalk
-Yacht and Beach, respectively
I never went to the Fort Wilderness or the Wilderness Lodge while at WDW; I did some research to hopefully get everything right. If I messed up a little, please point it out to me and I'll fix it in the future. DO NOT FLAME; it's an immature thing to do.
All things mentioned in this chapter (WDW, Tigger, Chip and Dale) are owned by Disney. I own the orphaned kids Faith, Latham, Isabelle/"Mysterious Isa," Cooper, Ty, and Josiah/"Little Jo."
The white bus that had "Disney" in red words on its side hummed as it rolled closer to its destination. The passengers, mostly tourists from out of state, slumped in their chairs, either chatting on their cell phones or asleep, as the last rays of sunlight shone down upon the Floridian landscape.
At the back of the bus, a group of six children sat huddled together, quietly conversing with one another. Of the six, only two were girls, one having dark blond hair and hazel eyes and the other being a redhead with teal eyes.
"Are you sure this is a good idea, Latham?" the blond girl, Faith, buzzed as quietly as she could.
Latham, a boy with dark brown hair and blue eyes, nodded. "Sure I'm sure," he answered her. "Lots of people go to Disney World for a vacation, but none have ever lived at the park." The redheaded girl gave Faith an assuring smile. Her name was Isabelle, but since no one knew about her past, she was christened "Mysterious Isa."
"This is gonna be so great!" a little boy sitting next to the redheaded girl squealed. "We're going to be the first people to live at Disney World, where magic comes to life!" His hair was red like Isa's, but while her eyes were teal, his were brown. His real name was Josiah, but since he was the youngest of the six, everyone called him "Little Jo." He was Mysterious Isa's younger brother.
"Shh, not so loud, Little Jo," Latham hissed to him. "Nobody must know, or we'll get in trouble."
"Yes, Little Jo," said an Asian descended boy. "Keep it secret, or bad things will happen." His name was Tyler, but he was called Ty for short. The last boy, an African-descended adolescent named Cooper, nodded his head in agreement with him.
Faith glanced down at the stuff they'd brought with them. Apart from their clothes, the kids brought with them three tents, four blankets (three big ones), two water canteens, a month's supply of matches, a bag of marshmallows to roast (this was bought after leaving the Orlando International Airport), several candy bars, three magazines to read, and swimsuits. She looked up at Latham and asked, "Where're we going to camp out?"
"Probably at the Fort Wilderness Resort and Campground," Latham clarified. "We'll just blend in with the people there and no one will be suspicious of our actions."
"And then we ride the rides," Little Jo added, smiling. "What rides do you guys think you'll like? I hope to enjoy the Pirates of the Caribbean ride. It sounds like a lotta fun. Oh! And then there's Splash Mountain and Space Mountain and Big Thunder Mountain…" Little Jo prattled on about the Disney rides, mostly ones at the Magic Kingdom, which would be the first place they'd visit in the morning.
The bus hissed to a stop right at the entrance of the Disney's Fort Wilderness campgrounds. It swung its doors open and the tourists who planned on staying here emerged. Latham, Faith, Mysterious Isa, Little Jo, Cooper, and Ty were close behind, each clutching a suitcase. But when they were just exiting the bus, Cooper and Ty bumped into each other.
"Hey, watch it, Ty!" Cooper snapped.
"You watch it, Coop!" Ty warned, glaring at him.
"No, you!"
"No, you!"
"Come along, you two," Mysterious Isa called to them. "We'd better get going. Don't make a scene."
"We weren't making a scene!" Cooper and Ty protested simultaneously. Some of the people that were on the bus glanced over at them. The two boys joined the rest of the group, blushing slightly.
Latham led the group down the road, where they saw families relaxing by their cabins on the left. Mysterious Isa pulled out a map of the campgrounds from her pocket. "Okay, now," she stated. "The map says that we should keep going up this road before going right, and the place where people put their tents and motor homes are just around a corner."
"Or we could take a short cut through those trees!" Ty said, pointing to the trees. He'd looked over Mysterious Isa's shoulder at the map. Latham shook his head in disagreement and told the Asian-descended boy about the fact that poison ivy lined the edge of every forest.
"Oh, don't be such a chicken," he snorted. "Short cuts make things easier. Watch." He marched proudly towards the trees and took a big step right on top of the ivy leaves. He looked over his shoulder to grin at the group before taking another step. But just as he was doing that, Ty slipped and landed on his back just a few inches from the poison ivy, but his arms were in the leaves. Little Jo and Faith gasped simultaneously.
After a moment, the poison ivy victim broke the silence. "…Did we bring any ointment?"
Latham urged Cooper, Faith, Mysterious Isa, and Little Jo to go on ahead while he went to get Ty help for his poison ivy. When the four children reached the campsite, they found a vacant space of grass at the edge. It looked perfect enough to make as their own.
"Okay, remember the sleeping arrangements, you three," Cooper said as he opened one of the suitcases carrying a tent. "Ty and Latham get one tent, the girls get the second, and Josiah, you and I get the third tent." With Faith and Mysterious Isa's help, he began to set up the first tent. Little Jo was allowed to wander around the campsite, just as long as he did not go with anyone else.
By the time Cooper, Mysterious Isa, and Faith were about ready to put up the third tent, Latham returned, with an ashamed Ty close behind. A family that was in the same campsite as the kids was able to help the Asian boy with his poison ivy problem. Unfortunately for him, he would not be able to go to the Magic Kingdom tomorrow, so he would have to wait.
"This stinks," Ty grumbled as he folded his arms. The family offered to wash his Polo shirt, just in case if he got anything on it. They let him borrow a shirt with Tigger on it. "We've barely been in Walt Disney World for five minutes, and I end up getting poison ivy."
"Serves you right," Cooper snickered. Ty glared at him and growled, "I wish it'd been you."
"No fighting, boys," said Mysterious Isa to them as she gazed up at the now dark sky. "We've gotta get ready to go to sleep. Faith, help me look for Little Jo. He hasn't come back for almost ten minutes."
Together, with only a walkie-talkie on them so they could communicate with the other boys left behind, the two girls went around the campsite, looking for the little brother of Mysterious Isa. They asked a few families if they'd seen him, but they said they never saw him pass them by. Then, just as they were about to go get help from an adult, a woman said that her two children took Little Jo with them to the Chip n' Dale Campfire Sing-a-Long. The people would go and sing songs as well as watch a classical Disney movie.
"I told him not to go with anyone else!" she exclaimed. "I thought he'd been kidnapped!"
"Ma'am, where do they have the Campfire Sing-a-Long?" Faith questioned the woman. She was able to give them directions, and the girls ran as fast as they could. Along the way, the walkie-talkie buzzed inside Faith's pockets. Then, as they saw the burning flame of the campfire, it spoke.
"Faith and Isa, Faith and Isa, come in! Over." It was Cooper speaking through the other walkie-talkie. "Is there anyone there?"
"Cooper, it's me, Faith. Mysterious Isa's busy. She's going to get her brother," Faith responded.
"Where are you two? Where's Little Jo?"
"A couple o' kids took him with them to the Chip n' Dale Campfire thing, according to some lady. Did you boys finish up with the camp?"
"Yeah, me and Ty and Latham just put out the blankets. We tossed your stuff into the green tent, along with Isa's junk. You want us to come over?"
"Mmm…I don't know." Faith heard Ty yell something and Cooper telling him to shut up. "What'd Ty say?"
"He wants to go over there, but I said he couldn't," Cooper explained. He chuckled. "Poor kid's still needs to recover from the ivy accident. Anyway, I'll come over, but Latham's gotta stay with Tyler. Is that okay?" Before Faith could respond, Cooper said, "Good! See ya soon. Cooper out." He clicked off the walkie-talkie. Faith rolled her eyes and thought to herself, "Crazy Coop."
By the time the girls made it to the Campfire Sing-a-Long, the movie was already playing. Tonight's feature was "Dumbo," which Faith knew was one of Little Jo's favorite Disney movies, next to "The Sword in the Stone."
"Hello there, ladies," a young woman greeted them. She was wearing green khaki shorts and a cowboy hat. A counselor, no doubt. "Can I help you with anything?"
"Yes, you can," Mysterious Isa rejoined. "I'm looking for a little boy about nine-years-old, red-haired, brown-eyed, wearing jeans and a yellow Polo T-shirt. Have you seen him?"
"I think I saw him sitting at the back," the woman said, her index finger on her chin. "You can check, if you'd like." Mysterious Isa nodded her head and dragged Faith with her.
Little Jo was sitting in the last row in between two brown-haired children, snacking on a s'more when his older sister and Faith found him.
"Josiah, I thought I told you not to go far from our tents!" Mysterious Isa hissed at him when he turned around. "What if you were kidnapped? Next time, think about the only family you have left when you try to venture off! Our goal is to live at Walt Disney World permanently, not get lost here!"
"It wasn't my fault, Isabelle," Little Jo explained to her as best as he could. "These two kids, Tommy and Erica, they asked if I wanted to come with them, and they pulled me with them before I could say anything." Up on the screen, the pyramid of elephants scene was playing, and Dumbo was about to be placed at the very top. Faith watched as Dumbo messed the pyramid up big time before returning her gaze to Mysterious Isa. "Hey, why don't we just watch the rest of the movie while we are still here?" she inquired. "The boys already got camp set up, and Cooper told me he was on his way. Just unwind after a busy day."
Mysterious Isa regarded the hazel-eyed girl for a moment before sighing heavily. "Fine. But from now on, you're going to be sticking close to Little Jo when he wants to wander off. You'll be his…uhm...moving buddy."
"Moving buddy?" Faith asked, skeptical. Mysterious Isa ignored her to watch the movie. One of the brown-haired children scooted over to give Faith and Mysterious Isa some room to sit.
"So, your name's Faith?" the brown-haired boy whispered to the blond girl as she sat next to him. "I'm Tommy Winslow from Jonesboro, Arkansas. Erica's my twin sister."
"Nice to meet you," whispered Faith. "I'm Faith from Silver Point, in French Guinea."
Tommy looked at her with mystification. "Silver Point? Never heard of it. Where's it at?"
"It's near Cayenne, the capital."
"Shh!" Erica shushed them, her brown orbs narrowed. "Keep quiet! I wanna watch this."
Tommy and Faith spoke no more after that. They continued to watch Dumbo with the rest of the people. During the "Pink Elephants on Parade" scene, Faith felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned her head to find Cooper behind her. To her surprise, Latham and Ty were there as well (she later found out Ty would not stay at the campsite just because his arms had blisters from the poison ivy).
Finally, the movie ended and everyone got up to return to their cabin, RV, or tent. Mysterious Isa, Faith, and Little Jo joined Latham, Cooper, and Ty and walked back to the campsite together. Not far behind them were Tommy and Erica Winslow.
"So, what'll you be doing tomorrow?" Faith asked the twins.
"We're heading to Epcot," Erica replied. "Yourselves?"
"Magic Kingdom," Little Jo answered for them. "But Tyler can't come. His arms have stuff from the poison ivy."
"Don't say another word about that, Josiah!" Ty commanded. "Or do you want to go into the ivy yourself?" Little Jo giggled at the outburst of the Asian boy.
"Why'd you drag my little brother to the Chip n' Dale Campfire?" Mysterious Isa demanded. "You should've let him come back to me and let me know what he was doing."
"Boy, you sound like our mom," Tommy laughed.
"We took him with us because we were in a rush to get there," Erica elucidated, blushing a little. "Us Winslows always go to the Campfire every time we come to Disney World. It's like a tradition to us. We have been doing it ever since the campground opened in the seventies. And we hoped that your little brother would enjoy it as much as we did."
"And they were right!" Little Jo beamed.
The eight children made their way back to the campsite, where Mr. and Mrs. Winslow greeted their children by asking them about the songs they sang and the movies.
"We sang songs like 'It's a Small World' and 'Yellow Rose of Texas' and 'You've Got a Friend in Me,'" Erica rambled. "And then they showed us Dumbo. Oh, and Chip honked someone's nose just for fun."
"Yeah Mom, and the sister of the little boy we took with us showed up," Tommy added, pointing to Mysterious Isa. "She watched the movie too, along with her friends."
"Oh, I hope there was no trouble, was there?" Mr. Winslow wondered.
"Oh, no, sir," Latham stated. "We had a good time. Now, if you'll excuse us, me and my friends here gotta go to bed. We've a big day ahead of us tomorrow…well, not for Ty." Ty glared at Latham. The rest bid the Winslow family goodnight and went back to where they put up their tents.
Tomorrow would be the beginning of their new lives in Walt Disney World.
If anybody saw me on fictionpress (also called "Kino Lala"), the six protagionists in this story were from another story of mine called "The Silver Spire." This story has nothing to do with said story; this is merely for fun.