Okay, here's a new Camp Lazlo story I developed for a friend of mine. This story will have pure OCs in it, though. If you don't like OCs, you may choose to not read this. I only wrote this because my friend and I did a story trade, so this is the result.
Disclaimer: I do not own Camp Lazlo or any of its settings. I only own my OCs, which there are three of them: the main focus, in the first chapter, and in the last chapter. In the second chapter, Esau and Albert belong to a different friend and his brother. The last chapter has Tom who belongs to the dedicated friend.
Review, if you wish, and tell me how my writing style is. If it needs improvement, don't be afraid to tell me. Enjoy!
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"Overcoming a Fear"
Chapter 1: Strength
Okay, so he wasn't the bravest camper around…on the contrary, he was the most cowardly…but when a female cat with top skills in boxing challenges you to a fight of survival, you just couldn't refuse.
Slick deeply regretted taking on Karen now, but it was too late. The cat was already fitting her boxing gloves on and charging. He barely had time to dodge the first jab, but he successfully dodged the next ten…or was it twenty? She was just moving too fast to tell.
Come to think of it, why had he come to her in the first place?
Ah, that's right. He wanted to ask for her help, to somehow rid of his deepest fears in life. Well, fighting can certainly make you forget those fears…temporarily, but it won't get rid of them for good. Why didn't he see this earlier?
Focusing on these thoughts alone was actually a very bad thing, especially when fighting an expert boxer like Karen. His breath was lost as fist collided with chest, a terrible area to injure for Slick. Karen realized this and called out to him as his consciousness quickly slipped.
"Slick? Oh no. Slick! Stay with me here….."
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About two hours later, the green python woke up staring at Karen face-to-face. Wondering what happened, and why his chest hurt, he looked at the orange cat with a worried expression. Karen understood.
"I accidentally punched you in the chest. You had a deep cut there that bled after the impact, so I had to bandage that. Where did that come from?"
The cut…That's why his chest hurt so badly… "My father…" Slick murmured, hoping that Karen would understand. She did.
The cat sighed heavily. "Him again? Geez, what's with this guy? Wait, is this what you were askin' me about earlier, with your deepest fears?" Slick nodded.
"Have you tried contacting any law enforcements? Domestic and child abuse is illegal, after all."
"Nobody would bother to try to capture my dad," Slick said with a sorrowful frown. "He's greatly known for his notorious role as a mafia member and a murderer."
With a groan, Karen shook her head. "I dunno how to help with that, pal. My only advice is to keep yourself alive. Live to surpass your dad and show him how strong you can really be."
"Yeah. Thanks," Slick said with a smile.
"No prob'. You could also ask Esau for his opinion. He usually has an answer for everything," Karen suggested with a shrug. She began to walk back to her cabin closeby, leaving the python to turn his head towards Mt. Whitehead…