"Elders, gather 'round," Connor yelled from the kitchen, putting away the reminiscent of breakfast. Kevin grabbed the bowl of grapes, eating one himself, then turning to the group leader to feed him one. Kevin smiled and Connor blushed, eating the grape as the bowl was placed on the table. He and Kevin weren't a thing, that's definitely not the case. First of all, no one even knew Connor was having thoughts like these. He didn't feel anyone should know, it's not like he was pursuing on them, as Kevin would put it. And he was pretty sure Kevin was interested in women, anyway. But that didn't change the fact that they were pretty close as friends and it made Connor and his inevitable feelings uncomfortable.
The elders slowly gathered in the kitchen from having washed their hands in the bathroom. "What happened, Elder McKinley?" Elder Thomas inquired.
His question went unanswered as Kevin sat on the counter, swinging his legs enthusiastically, wincing when he saw Connor's death glare in his direction. "Elder Price," he scolded, "this is a place for eating f—"
"Eating food, not my butt cheeks, I get the point," Kevin rolled his eyes and continued to sit there anyway. Connor threw his hands up in annoyance and turned to the elders who had gathered at the table.
"Alright, elders, I've made a decision. Start packing, because tomorrow, we're going on a month-long camping trip!" Connor threw his fists into the air, smiling, while silence came from the room.
"Really, Con?" Kevin questioned.
"We're in a meeting, Elder Price, it's Elder McKinley to you. And what's wrong with that? It'll be fun, you just wait and see."
"What I think Elder Price is trying to say is, that—um, well… why would we go camping for an entire month with no power or anything when we have the luxury of this mission place? With electricity?" James Church spoke and all the elders nodded.
"And what about food?" Arnold asked with his arms folded.
"Because, number one, what's the fun in that? We're here every day of our lives, come on you guys, we will have power! And a working shower and toilet! Because I rented us cabins. And I'll let you even choose who shares a cabin with you. And we will have food, it's called grocery shopping guys. Just hear me out on this?" He pleaded.
They'll probably all hate me for this, but he's too adorable to say no to, Kevin thought. "I'm in."
"See? Thank you, Elder Price."
James and Chris shrugged at the same time, before answering in unison, "Alright, why not?"
All the elders gradually began saying yes and Connor smiled broadly. "Great, well we'll be leaving at about 2 P.M. sharp tomorrow, so I recommend you start packing now." They all filed out until Connor was completely alone. Kevin somehow must've forgotten his orange juice from the morning, and walked quietly back in to retrieve it. What he saw made him almost pound on the floor crying of laughter.
Elder McKinley was by himself in the kitchen doing an overly-peppy happy dance because he'd gotten his way with the camping trip. He loved to dance in his free time, and eventually wanted to pursue a career in it. So, to say the least, he wasn't bad at all. After double-turning and axel-turning he landed face-to-face with Kevin, to which the look of happiness on Connor's face turned to embarrassment. His cheeks turned absolutely bright red and he straightened out his shirt and tie and adjusted his pants. "Good day, Elder Price," he said with false pride and strode out of the entire building, needing a walk to get his mind off of what would be in store when he came back, knowing that Kevin would probably tell everyone.
…
"Elders, please come here," Connor took control of everyone once again. It was promptly 1:00 P.M. and he still needed to sort out rooming for everyone. "We have 4 cabin, Cabin A, B, C, and D. Each cabin has two bunk-beds and a master bed. Therefore, each cabin can hold 3 people, and 4 if needed and you don't mind sharing a bed. Please write your names down on the cabin sheet you want. I'll be an extra person on any available cabin." All the elders filled in their names and he took the sheets to read them. "Cabin A: Elder Davis, Elder Schrader, Elder Green, and Elder Neeley. Cabin B: Elder Thomas, Elder Zelder, Elder Church, and Elder Young. Cabin C: Elder Cunningham. Cabin D: Elder Cross, Elder White, Elder Michaels, and Elder Harris. Wait—why does Elder Cunningham have an entire cabin to himself?"
He shrugged in response but was obviously pleased, even though Connor was not. Everyone else nodded in assurance and went to bring their packed bags to the truck. When Kevin was about to go, too, Connor called out.
"Hey, Kev? Your name isn't on here."
Kevin cleared his throat, and still stuttered as he gave out his reply. Why is he so nervous? It's just a simple question. "I-I, um, I was w-waiting to see what, um… I was waiting to see what cabin you put your name down for so I can pick that one, too," Kevin mumbled out and ducked his head.
Connor sighed, but still smiled. "Really? You'd want the boring group-leader to room with you to correct you on everything you do?" He paused, and his facial expression turned somewhat serious. "Like your coffee-drinking obsession?"
"Wh-what are you talking about?" Kevin asked nervously, suddenly very interested in putting away all the clean cups. Connor sighed, yet still grinned. I should be reprimanding him right now, but how can he be so… what's the word? Still thinking, he grabbed half the cups from the counter and put them away for the other boy.
Precious? Is that it? "Look, just write your name down on one because I know how you like your freedom from the rules—which there shouldn't be any freedom at all—and I'd be a downer ther—"
"No, you wouldn't, Con!" Kevin protested. He loved calling him by his first name when they weren't in meetings. It made him feel like he actually had a casual friend to talk to, not formally in a meeting. "You know that we have to all be civil with each other, but my only real friends here are Arnold, and well, you," he blushed. They both seemed to do that around each other quite a bit lately. "And unless I've been making this up in my head all this time and you actually hate me, I would say that we're too close of friends for you to rat me out and get me kicked out of the Church."
Connor pinched the bridge of his nose because, well, he was right. You could murder someone and I wouldn't have the guts to rat you out. "Why don't you write your name down on Cabin C, Arnold's there and I know you two are friends. Oh and all the other cabins are full anyway, we're being stupid, Kevin. We have to be together because you were too much of a chicken to write your name down before," he stuck his tongue out as he teased. He grabbed the pen and signed off his and Kevin's names.
They then scurried off to load their bags into the huge van that would carry everyone in now just a few minutes.
…
"So…" Arnold huffed and stood awkwardly in front of the van with all the other boys. "Who's driving?"
"Well we'll take turns," Kevin suggested. "But um," he fake coughed. "I say Connor should go first…"
"What! Why me?" He protested, frustrated and not even noticing Kevin calling him by his first name. Kevin leaned in very close to him and nearly put his lips on his ear. Obviously he was too close to see, but Connor was blushing tomato red (of course he had to have the palest skin in the world) and his breathing was unsteady. Kevin's breath was on his ear and he had to remind himself to actually listen to what he was whispering.
"Arnold's itching to drive and I don't know if we should resort to that just yet," Kevin whispered. He then returned to where the other elders were, thankfully, minding their own business.
"Elder Cunningham, how about I drive first? Then we'll see who's awake later and switch off with someone else, okay?" He said gently. Arnold frowned but agreed.
Let's just say they were extremely lucky the van was humungous. There were 4 rows of seats going back, each row holding 4 people, and then there was the driver seat and the passenger's seat. And it had an entire trunk full of their luggage. They got really lucky. Connor climbed into the driver's seat once everyone was settled and started the engine. Instead of grabbing an empty seat all the way in the back with his fellow elders, Kevin jumped into the passenger's seat and faced a thoroughly confused Elder McKinley.
"I figured I'd stay here to keep you company," Kevin smiled—to which Connor nearly melted in front of him—and turned towards the back to see where everyone else decided to sit. Pretty soon they were on the road and when they thought things would be calm, the fun was about to begin.
A/N: So there's the crappy prologue sort of thing. It pains me to say it but i think my heart's taking a break from Klaine lately? I don't know, McPriceley gives me feels and makes me happy. Anyway, THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL ACTUALLY START THE FUNNY AND ROMANTIC LONG-AWAITED CAMPING TRIP!
I don't plan to entirely steal your fanfiction bro but i sort of had the idea a WHILE ago (im talking like 10 years old while ago) for a camping trip, but pursued it because of the amazing one-shot story "The Camping Trip" by givemesidewalkshadows. You should all read it, it was adorable!
(this isn't a one-shot though, it's def def gonna be multi-chaptered)
Since i did say it's a month-long camping trip, there will be if all things go as planned, a different activity every day. And it won't be one chapter is one day, i hope to be at LEAST 2,000 words long per chapter and there be 2-3 chapters for one day (i'm hoping.)
Therefore, if there's any ideas you guys come up witcho crazay minds, feel free to leave a review or PM me! I'll happily take suggestions, but i sort of have some ideas already so if i can't fit yours in please don't get offended.
Fun fact time: I used to go camping with my family in Pennsylvania every august (we don't do it anymore though D: it was my favorite thing) and that's how i have all these details on what they're doing and how it'll work out (we had cabins with electricity we're lame campers leave us alone) so yeaaaaah.
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