Disclaimer: If I owned any of the Beyblade characters or the Beyblade enterprise thingy, I wouldn't be writing this, nope. Instead, I would be in my multi-million dollar mansion with my *coughfifteencough* cats.
The Better Summary: The B.E.G.A. Justice 5, Bladebreakers, White Tigers, F-Dynasty, Blitzkrieg Boys, and All Stars are forced into a summer camp! Their mothers/trainers/family members figured it was time that they distanced themselves a bit from beyblading. And are they in for a summer!
FOREWARNINGS: Lots of OOCness going on XD
Note: This is the rewritten chapter one, and I'm still working on the rewrites for the other chapters. I hope you guys enjoy this one!
Help, I'm Stuck in Summer Camp!
by KizamiRoX0rZ
Chapter One: Name Games!/Orientation
"So this is Camp Thingamabob."
Sighing, Kenny placed a hand on Tyson's shoulder. In his left arm was his trusty Dizzi. "Don't worry, Tyson. I'm sure this place can't be as bad as it looks. After all," he paused to adjust his seemingly hovering glasses, "never judge a book by its cover."
"You know," Tyson replied thoughtfully, "I never understood that saying. If you don't judge a book by the cover, how else are you supposed to know whether or not it's good? Would it help at all if there were no more book covers in the world?"
"Wow, Tyson!" Daichi called, jumping down from the bus. "This place looks awesome! They have a lake and a mountain! Imagine training on the lake! In a boat! Rolling! And fish! Different kinds of fish!"
"Daichi... it's night," Kenny clarified. "How can you see all that when it's pitch black?"
"It's calling out to me! I have the urge to howl into the night!"
"Ew..." Hilary commented from her position beside Daichi. "It looks and smells like someone left a cat out here to die."
"No way!" Daichi retorted. "This place is so much cooler than that! Besides, I don't see any dead cat!"
Rolling his eyes, Hiro stepped off the bus wordlessly and started to look at the surrounding areas. No more did he step one foot away from the bus did the doors snap shut and the driver shifting gears, the engine's hum dying as it got farther.
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"Just take in all that fresh air!" Brooklyn said, stepping off the bus and taking a deep breath.
"All that fresh air is going to kill my hair," Ming Ming retorted, crossing her arms over the pink heart on her shirt.
Shuddering, Crusher took one step onto the patch of green grass and let out a deep, exasperated sigh. "The sooner we get used to this place, the sooner it will end. If there is a God up there," he said, looking up into the clear star-lit sky with the palms of his hands pressed together, "Please don't make us suffer!"
"Suffer?" Brooklyn repeated skeptically, a little blue jay resting on his finger, which had everyone questioning why there would be a bird out in the night. "What do you mean by suffer? This place is great! Granted, the lake could use some cleaning and the garbage truck could drop by a little more every week, but otherwise, this place is a habitat for all sorts of animals!"
"That still doesn't mean it's perfect for us," Garland retorted, staring as their bus driver drove off in a rush, not even bothering to shut the door.
"But still," Brooklyn continued, squatting down and allowing the bird to hop onto the grass. "You have to admit, this camp thing wasn't necessarily a bad idea."
"Hmph," Ming Ming blurt out. "We better have good people running this camp!"
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"Oh, Ray!" Mariah squealed, latching herself onto the other Asian's arm. "This place looks so romantic! Well... that would be if there wasn't trash everywhere... or that awful smell!" She held her nose with her hand and grimaced. "It smells like Tyson threw up in a garbage can." She sniffed the air again and made a face. "Three times."
"Mariah," Ray said, slowly trying to release the pink-haired girl's death grip. "I need this arm to blade with. Besides, I'm sure this place won't be that bad."
Twitching noticeably, Lee looked around the area. There was your basic patch of green, healthy, grass, with a gravel road paved into it. The White Tigers stood in front of a wooden gate, the words "Camp Thingamabob" carved into the top. On one of the gate posts was a yellow post-it, the writing on it miniscule.
"Meet your counselors and fellow camp mates at the amphitheater! From where you are, follow the gravel road until you see a door marked 'Staff Lounge'. From there, turn left and you will see a large oak tree. Go towards the oak tree and make a right. Keep walking until you see a door marked 'Counselor's Corner'. From there, turn left and keep going until you reach the lake. From the lake, make a right and keep going until you see a large clearing with benches and a stage. - Counselors"
Ray, Mariah, Lee, Kevin and Gary stared at the little piece of paper until Kevin opened his mouth.
"They expect us to walk so far with such confusing directions! What, do they think we're cattle? Are they doing this just to annoy us? This is like something Tyson would do! Moreover, it's night time! We're going to get lost and be the only one's late! Why do they have to-"
Kevin was cut off as Gary held a hand to the boy's mouth. "We'll manage."
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The first thing the Blitzkrieg Boys did once they stepped foot out onto the grassy area was hold their noses. The stench was so powerful, and what's more, before they could bribe the bus driver to bring them back to civilization, he had driven off.
"Kai, I think Tyson's been here," Tala commented.
"That's the last thing we need," Kai muttered in response. Spotting a white paper pinned onto the gate, he walked over and ripped it off, blinking skeptically at the simple directions.
"What? What does it say?" Spencer inquired, peering over Kai's shoulder.
"It's telling us to go forward, and if we see the lake, we've gone too far..."
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Slapping his forehead, Max stepped off the bus and made a face at the bug he had just smashed against his forehead. "I can't believe we got talked into coming to this place. If only we hadn't taken the cake!"
"Or the brownies," Michael added.
"Or the peanut butter," Eddie piped. As he noticed all the odd expressions his teammates were giving him, he shrugged. "Okay, so there wasn't any peanut butter, but you have to admit, it would have made a nice side dish!"
"Side dish?" Emiliy repeated. "Who eats peanut butter as a side dish?"
"Lots of people," Eddie retorted.
"Name one," Rick challenged, a smug look on his face.
"Me…"
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As Lee, Mariah, Ray, Kevin and Gary scrambled to the bench specifically reserved for the White Tigers, they smiled nervously as the four people on the stage cleared their throats simultaneously. They looked no older than any of the bladers, which surprised them.
"As I was saying," continued the girl with long, silver hair. "Each of you will be separated from the other members of your team. This will give you a good chance to reconcile with one another if there's anything going on between you! And a good chance to get to know one another! Also... all the girls will be put into one cabin. If you look behind you, there is a bulletin board. We already posted up who will be in which cabin with which counselor."
She looked to her left, at a boy with messy black hair. He grinned back at her as she shot him a look. "In any case, we hope you enjoy your stay, and... YOU HAD BETTER LISTEN TO US OR FACE THE CONSEQUENCES."
The girl to the right of the speaker laughed loudly and patted the other girl's back. "She didn't mean that. But if you don't listen, the consequences will be dire, so you had better be prepared to face it. Don't do the crime if you can't take the... punishment..."
At the left end of the line, the boy with smooth blue hair cleared his throat, as if telling the others to be quiet. "Anyway, once you find out which cabin you are in and which counselor you have, locate him or her and sit near them. We will relay the next instructions then."
The chatter grew louder as the teams scuttled to the bulletin board. As the benches were evacuated, the counselors stepped off the stage and sat at different corners of the sitting area. In the top left corner bench (near the stage) sat the girl with silver hair. She was sitting cross-legged on the right end of the bench, her head tilted up to the sky, and a sign held in front of her reading 'CABIN ONE'.
In the other corner sat the other girl, her dark blue hair tied back into a loose braid held together by a pink bow. Her bangs framed her heart-shaped face as she held a sign in front of her reading 'CABIN FOUR'.
Below her was the boy with black hair, lying down on the wooden bench with his eyes closed. Beside him lay a sign saying 'CABIN THREE'.
In the final corner, nearest to the bulletin board, sat the light-blue haired boy. He was sitting so that his legs were outstretched before him on the bench and his back resting on one of the wooden posts of the make-shift fence. Reasonably sized glasses framed his face, and laid onto his legs was a similar sign, with 'CABIN TWO' painted onto it.
Cabin One: Garland, Brooklyn, Kai, Kenny, Daichi, Max Counselor: Kizami
Cabin Two: Crusher, Spencer, Gary, Mystel, Kevin, Michael, Bryan Counselor: Kiyosuke
Cabin Three: Ming Ming, Hilary, Mariah, Emily Counselor: Kei
Cabin Four: Ray, Tala, Tyson, Hiro, Lee, Eddie, Rick Counselor: Mejiko
"Great," Garland and Kai muttered under their breath. "I got the crazy lady."
As the teams started to scramble to their different cabin leaders, Mejiko leaned over the gap as she poked Kizami's arm. "What is it, Meji-chan?"
"Kiza-chan... I've been thinking," Mejiko responded as Ray sat down across from her. "How come Kei has less people than us?"
"Because Kei-kun is a pervert who wants to have the girls' cabin," Kizami replied matter-of-factly.
"Remind me again exactly why we let him have it?"
"Well, it's simple really," Kizami said, stretching her arms and folding them behind her head. "He said that we would have a competition, between the three of us. Swimming. Two laps. Winner gets the girls' cabin. Remember now?"
"No."
Sighing, Kizami continued. "We were almost at the finish line, when he suddenly yelped 'LEG CRAMP!' Well, because he's our friend, we dove under and helped him, only to have him rise up and swim to the goal."
"Ahh... I remember now," Mejiko said, rolling her eyes. "Kei is such an idiot."
"I know."
"Did you just call Kai an idiot?" Daichi blurt out, causing the two counselors to peer in his direction, and everyone else who had been eavesdropping to slap themselves on the forehead. "I think he heard you so-"
"Kei," Kizami corrected, patting him on the head. "Not Kai. Besides, I wouldn't care if Kei heard me." Taking a deep breath, she glanced in Kei's direction, just as Mejiko shook her head and took a deep breath as well.
Together, the two girls shouted, "KEI, YOU STUPID, PERVERTED, SICK IDIOT!"
"TELL ME SOMETHING I DON'T KNOW," was the response.
"YOU'RE ALL BAD INFLUENCES ON THE YOUNGER CAMPERS!" Kiyosuke shouted.
"I resent that!"
Again, everyone looked in Daichi's direction. He grinned innocently and said, "Well, everyone else was yelling."
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Clearing her throat after everything had calmed down a bit, Kizami pulled out a clipboard from behind her and started to flip through it. "Okay. So, welcome to Camp Thingamabob!" Kizami greeted cheerily. "I just know we're going to have fun, and remember, don't do anything you would regret," she said menacingly. "If you do, you will face the consequences, and they will not just be a stroll in the park during a clear day with birds singing and children pla-"
"Kiza-chan..." came Mejiko's voice.
"Right!" Kizami said, clapping her hands together suddenly. "So, let's start out with a game to get to know each other a little bit better. We're going to have a picnic." Before Daichi could say something, Kizami had a hand clamped over his mouth. "Not literally. Anyway, everyone has to bring something to the picnic! So, you say your name and whatever you're bringing has to start with the same letter! I'll start!"
Behind Kizami, Mejiko rolled her eyes. The two of them hadn't played that game for a while, and when they did, it was usually with the younger kids, around Daichi's age. Sometimes Kizami's childish demeanor was surprising, and mood-swinging as well.
"My name is Kizami, and I'm bringing... a keg of sake!"
"KIZA!" came Mejiko's roar.
"Ha..ha… just kidding!" the strange counselor shrugged it off. "I'm Kizami and I'm bringing… ketchup!"
"Or catsup!" Daichi exclaimed.
"Now that's just strange," Kenny, next to him, commented. He adjusted his glasses and added, "Catsup sounds like you're using a cat as a condiment."
The young red-haired boy gasped suddenly. "KENNY!" he shouted in a shocked tone. "I don't think a cat would offer much protection!"
"Wha…" the little brunet breathed, a little confused. All at once, Daichi's meaning hit him and he promptly corrected him. "THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT, DAICHI! I SAID 'CONDIMENT'! CONDIMENT!"
Daichi blinked cluelessly.
"Like what you put on your hot dog," Max said from Kenny's right.
"Ohhhhh," he finally intoned as Kenny's exasperated expression only worsened. "I get it now!"
"Er, now that we're all on the same page," Kizami said in an attempt to corral her campers, "let's continue with the game. Kenny, you're next!"
"Um. My name is Kenny and I'm bringing… kool-aid."
Before Kenny could finish his sentence, Daichi had jumped onto the bench and was shouting, "I'm Daichi! And I'm bringing Doraemon!"
"That's not food…" Garland muttered. When he reconsidered the situation, he realized that with Daichi, anything was liable to be food.
"You're just gonna let that slide?" Max objected. "That's not food!"
"I didn't say it necessarily had to be food," Kizami replied, smiling at her loop-hole.
"Fine…" Max huffed. "I'm Max, and I'm bringing marmalade."
"Oh, that's a good idea!" Daichi commented, eyes shimmering with sudden wistfulness. "I hope someone brings crackers!"
"This isn't a real picnic, Daichi," Kenny told him. Despite his effort, the young boy's eyes never lost their hope as he drifted off into fantasies of picnics and life-sized gummy bears.
Kai remained silent, despite everyone's stares. He wanted no part in this childish game.
"We can't end this unless you go," Kizami told him in a singsongy taunt.
"…Kai. Kiwis."
"But-" Kizami protested.
"I'm Garland," the silver-haired blader next to Kai spoke up promptly. He desperately wanted this game to end already, "and I'm bring guava. Juice that is."
"Uh, I'm Brooklyn and I'm bringing… baquettes…"
"Oh! That'll go great with marmalade too!" Daichi exclaimed happily.
"IT'S NOT A REAL PICNIC!" Kenny told him yet again.
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"Kiza-chan..." Mejiko said. Turning her attention back to her group she smiled and tilted her head. "So, I'm your camp counselor, Mejiko. Let's all be friends okay? Don't worry, I'm not crazy like Kizami. But, I do want to get things started off with a simple game. All you have to do is say your name, and then an animal that starts with the same letter. For example, I'm Mejiko, and I'm a moo-cow."
As she motioned to her right, Lee leaned over to Ray and whispered, "Does that count as an animal?" Ray shrugged.
"Well, I'm Ray, and I'm a reindeer?"
"Are reindeers real animals?" Eddie asked aloud. "I aways thought they were deer with fake antlers glued to their heads."
"Well if that's the case, then can't you just say that deer are reindeer without the fake antlers?" Ray countered matter-of-factly.
Eddie considered the notion for a moment before saying, "Touche."
Rolling his eyes, next to Ray, Lee continued. "My name's Lee, and I'm a lion."
"I'm Tala, and I'm a tyrannosaurus rex!"
"That's a dinosaur!" Tyson shouted. "That's technically not an animal! Tala's disqualified! DISQUALIFIED!" He pointed an accusatory finger at the redhead and muttered under his breath, "Plus, I was gonna say that."
"You can't disqualify me!" Tala argued, pointing a finger of his own at Tyson. "You should be disqualified for even saying that!"
"NO!" Tyson shouted back. "YOU!"
"YOU!"
"YOU!"
"YOU!"
"BOTH OF YOU, SHUSH IT!" Rick shouted suddenly. "I'm next anyway. I'm Rick and I'm a raptor."
"That's a dinosaur, too!" Tala pointed out when Tyson remained silent. "How come you're not all up in his face about it, Mr. You're Disqualified?"
"Because… because…" Tyson stuttered out. "Can you think of another animal that starts with R? Ray took reindeer already!"
"Rabbit?" the Russian countered hotly. "Ram? Raccoon?"
"Oh yeah…" Ray intoned. He hadn't thought of those either.
Mejiko could have stopped their arguing, but honestly, it was entertaining watching Tyson and Tala argue over whether dinosaurs counted or not.
"SHUSHHH!" Rick roared again. "I do not want to be playing this game forever!" He gave a hard look at Eddie next to him as if saying 'go NOW or they'll start up again.'
"Uh, I'm Eddie," the boy said, spinning his basketball on his index finger, "and I'm an… emu?"
"Aren't those extinct?" Tala pointed out before turning to Tyson and giving him a sarcastic expression daring him to say something. "Well, Referee? Does it count?"
"It counts," Hiro answered before Tyson could argue. "And emus aren't extinct, you're thinking of dodos," he pointed out specifically to Tala before continuing. "My name's Hiro and I'm a hamster."
Tyson snickered. The idea of Hiro as a hamster had the potential of putting him into a fit of chuckles if he weren't next. "Um, I'm Tyson and I'm a Tiger!"
"Well that's the end of that," Mejiko told them as she stood up. "It's time to go get settled in the cabins now."
Behind her, Kizami announced, "Okay! Cabin One, follow me!" Pivoting, Kizami held the clipboard close to her. "To Cabin One!" With a grin on her face, she started walking. Every now and then, she would turn back and make sure that everyone was following closely, and that Daichi wasn't trailing off.
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Stretching her arms above her head, Kizami grinned and opened the door to Cabin One. Inside, there were three bunkbeds, one to their left, right in front of them and to their right. Each bunkbed had two trunks at the head and the bottom of the lower bed. There were also two doors, in front of the two side bunks. The door to the right of them read "Kizami's Korner of Khaos", and the one on the left 'Bathroom'.
"Okay, pick out your bunks, I don't want to see any of you fighting, and I don't want to see any of you in my room unless it is of the utmost importance! And, furthermore, we only have three showers and three toilets, so... no fighting! Good night!" Before anyone could question her, Kizami was in her room, with the door shut.
"That one's mine!" Daichi cried, leaping onto the top, right bunk.
"I'll sleep here," Kenny said, setting down his laptop onto the bunk below the younger boy.
Climbing onto the top, left bunk, Max said, "Kai, wanna be bunk-buddies?"
"At least you're not Daichi."
Shrugging, Garland climbed onto the top bunk near the counselor's door and waited for Brooklyn to follow him.
With everyone settled in, the battle for the bathroom began.
"No way! Me and Kenny sleep the farthest from the bathroom door! We should go in first!" Daichi argued. He sat on Kai's bed and pouted. "It's not fair! Me and Kenny are the youngest, so we should go first!"
"Actually..."
Everyone turned to face the counselor door, only to see Kizami leaning on her closed door with her hair brush, toothpaste and toothbrush in hand.
"The bathroom belongs to me first!"
"Hey!" Daichi shouted.
The bathroom door slammed shut and everyone sighed.
It wasn't for another thirty minutes did Kizami finally emerge with her hair wrapped in a towel. "Nobody touch my stuff, and we're cool. Okay? Night!" Sauntering into her room and shutting the door behind her, Daichi crossed his arms defiantly.
"How come our counselor has to be a girl?" he complained.
"YOU GOT A PROBLEM WITH GIRLS, MIDGET!" came a voice from the door.
"Er... no!"
"GOOD! NOW GO TO SLEEP! YOU HAVE TO WAKE UP AT SEVEN! SHARP!" Two claps were heard before the entire cabin went dark.
"Anybody have a flashlight?" came Max's voice.
"Well, at least nobody will see anything when we change," Garland commented.
"I have reason to believe that Daichi is half dog," Kenny quipped as he stumbled over packs of clothes.
"Okay, whose elbow is in my nose!" came a nasally voice that sounded like Daichi.
"I think that's me," Kenny replied from his position on the floor after tripping over someone's lost suitcase.
"What are you doing on my bed?"
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(To be Continued)
AN: For those of you who didn't under stand the last joke, it means that since it was pitch black, and since Daichi is so short... he thought the suitcase Kenny had tripped over was his bed! xP
Also, I changed this first chapter, so I hope you guys enjoy the rewrite(s) a lot more! (: Let me know what you guys think!