Disclaimer: - I don't own, know or have anything to do whatsoever with the creators of the fabulous Thunderbirds. I just loved the film and vaguely remember the series when I was a small kid.
A/N Hello peeps, a new idea from that weird brain of mine, I hope you like it R&R please.
Camp Crisis!
Chapter 1: - Homework and upgrades!
Alan and Fermat were getting ready to go back to school and were on their final bag checks.
"Squirt don't forget your homework!" Said John as he waved a small notebook in the air at the door of the living room.
"What? Do I hear that Alan has done his homework? Which class is this for?" Said Jeff not believing that his youngest son had actually done some homework.
"Looks like a science book," said John, he looked closer and saw the teachers name. "Who is Miss E. Parker?" he finished.
"She's the n n n new science teacher!" Said Fermat.
"Is she cute? Is that why Alan has done his homework?" Chimed in Scott wandering in through the door.
"It's not like that! Honest she is a good teacher and actually listens to me and.."
"She didn't give you a detention that time when you, you." Fermat stuttered and it was only because he didn't want to let slip Alan had gotten into yet another fight at school last term.
"When I swore!" said Alan finishing the sentence of for his best mate.
"ALAN what have I told you about swearing at school?" said Jeff.
"Sorry dad, but I was having a really bad day and it was her third week there and she was really good about it" He said trying to apologise and explain at the same time to his father.
"So, Is she cute?" said Scott wanting his question answered.
"Come on Al, tell us!" chimed in Gordon who had been sitting on the sofa watching and listening to every word.
Alan didn't answer the question he just went red in the face. Fermat avoided their attention as well; knowing that if he was looking at them he might go as red as Alan and that would not do at all.
"I see!" said Jeff as he helped the two boys pick up their bags.
"Oh, Boys have fun on the camping trip say hi to Miss Parker as well!" Said John as the two school goers left the room.
On a coach heading towards a large lake surrounded by a forest.
Alan and Fermat sat together on the coach and were at the back, so they could not get into any trouble with the teachers, when one of the teachers came and sat in the seats in front of them. Alan was not pleased that the teachers were keeping an eye on him and this made Fermat agitated, as he didn't want to talk if one of the teachers was listening in just in case he said something that he shouldn't have. A woman walked on to the bus, she was tall and slim, with short brown hair spiked up and she wore jeans and a big bulky woollen jumper. She headed to the back of the coach and started to talk to the teacher who was sitting there, after a few words she swapped positions with him and he proceeded to the front of the coach and sat down there. The teacher turned round and popped her head over the seat and smiled at Alan and Fermat.
"Hey, I said I would take the job of keeping an eye on you this weekend, is that alright with you?" She said.
"Why?" squeaked Fermat.
"Oh" Her smile disappeared for a second and then she added. "I thought you would want a coach trip with out a stuffy old teacher snoring, but if you don't want my company I'll...."
"No stay, please Miss Parker!" said Alan in protest and at the same time he hit Fermat on the arm.
"Good, Coz, Mrs Coldsore over there, wanted to sit next to me and she smell's like my grandma, plus I kind'a get the feeling I wouldn't be able to play on my computer!" she said as the smile popped back up again.
"Its Mrs Colzeet! Said Fermat.
"I knew that!" she said as she sat down and plugged in some earphones in to the laptop and proceeded to play card games.
Alan got the feeling that this was no ordinary teacher, she was something most teachers could never hope to be, she was 'HUMAN'
Back at the Island
Brains, was boarding Thunderbird 3 with Tin-tin as the computer system on Thunderbird 5 needed a complete service and upgrade. Brains said he would do it and didn't need any help, but Tin-tin insisted that she helped as it would help her to get a grip on some of the systems she had not had to the time or help to understand before.
"Have you got all the programmes you need, as I am not going all the way back up again once I'm down here just to drop of a little disk you forgot?" Said Gordon leaning against the door dressed in his flight suit.
"I'm pretty sure I have ev ev ev..It all Gordon" said brains checking over all the bags.
"Are you sure brains as it looks like you packed light for this trip?" said Scott.
"Yes!" said Tin-tin, who was ticking of a tick list in her hand.
"Well then, lets GO!" said Gordon wanting to get back to the very inviting swimming pool.
Back on the coach
"Miss, miss!" yelled one of the young lads at the back of the coach.
"WHAT!" she said as she took off the earphones she was listening to.
"Are we nearly there yet?" was the reply she got.
"What are you like 12?" she said annoyed at the expression used on family holidays and nursery schools.
"15 why?" was the sarcastic reply she received.
She did not reply she just stuck her tongue out at the boy and then put her music back on. He sat in shock that a teacher would do that.
The coach stopped and it was starting to get dark outside, the teachers disembarked and stood in 4 separate groups, two teachers in each set and they would be responsible for a dozen or so boys each.
"Red team are with me and Mr Sparrow!" Said Mrs Colzeet.
"Blue team are with myself and Mr Long!" Said Mr Short.
"Green team are with Mr Turner and ME!" Said Miss Parker with a smile.
"Pink team are with Mrs Wood and myself." Said Mr Damon.
Something Gave Alan the impression that there was only one teacher with enthusiasm here and he was wandering how long she would be at the school before the other teachers turned her into one of them.
"You all know your groups, so lets get our camp's set up, before we go on the night walk!" Said Mr Damon who had organised the whole trip.
Back on the island
Jeff and his four sons at a the dinner table, it was rare that he had four of them together, he wanted Alan to be there to, but he had always stressed how important school was and could not go back on what he had said. Usually one of them was up in Thunderbird 5 but since brains was doing the over-hall of the systems Virgil came down and all four were together.
"So Dad!" Said Scott in between mouthfuls. "What are you gonna get Alan for his sweet sixteen?"
"There is nothing sweet about turning sixteen! I've been through hell and high water with you boys and your so called 'sweet 16'!" He said with a look of terror in his eyes.
"God Dad you make it sound like we were trouble makers." Said Gordon.
"With the exception of John you all were enough trouble to make a man go grey." He said.
"Thank you!" said John.
"You don't look grey dad," said Virgil taking a close look at his father's hair.
"Hair dye." Said Scott and at the same time John spat his food out when he heard it.
"I do not dye my hair!" Exclaimed Jeff to his four sons who were in fits of laughter.
"Oh! So that's why you don't take any of us shopping anymore, not because we always want to get 'this' and 'that' as you kept saying." Said Gordon.
Jeff got up and walked out the room, Scott, Virgil and Gordon knew they had gone a little to far and John knew what was to come next.
A/N I'm sorry about switching from Alan to the island a lot in this chapter but, it's the only way I could set it up ready for what comes next. Do you like it so far? Please tell me so I can write more but only if you want me to.