(AN: Hey everyone! Well, it's Saturday, so you know what that means... NEW CHAPTER!

Recently I managed to beat Sonic Riders: Zero Gravity, so seeing more of Jet and Storm is always good :3c

And hey, on that topic, let's continue where we last left off! Jet and Storm have become friends, so let's see what kind of little adventures they'll go on...

As for updates, I will say this: I've decided that I will stop updating every Saturday, but instead, update every 5 days. So after the posting of this Chapter, on Thursday, you'll get to see a new chapter! I think the story'll pass by faster, seeing as I've already finished it basically lol.

Now I'm gonna use these last few lines to confess something; if something feels weird about this story, its camping themes, etc, I have only been camping like TWICE in my life lol. Most of the stuff used for inspiration in this story was stuff I found on the internet.

But anyway...

Hope you enjoy!)


It was the next morning.

Jet woke up around nine. Opening his eyes, he rolled over to his side and saw that Duke, Nezbitt, and Eryx weren't in their beds, as they were most likely at the Mess Hall for breakfast. In fact, neither were any of the other boys.

"Oh crap, I didn't oversleep, did I?" The hawk asked himself. He rolled over again, but mistakenly fell out of his bunk.

"WAUGH!" He yelled before crashing face first onto the wooden floor. Jet held his hurting beak as he frowned.

"Note to self, Jet: Never do THAT again…"

Still holding his aching beak, the hawk put on his shoes, found another blue shirt in his bag, and put it on. The green avian then made his way out of Cabin C.

Walking to the mess hall, Jet saw the other campers from the different cabins make their way to the same destination he was going to, among those being a familiar grey, bulky frame.

"Storm! Hey, Storm!" Jet called, running towards the grey albatross. Storm turned to see Jet, waving and running up towards him.

"Oh, hey there Jet. Sleep well?" Storm asked.

"Yeah! What about you?"

"Same same. Going to have breakfast?"

"I could ask the same question to you and your reply is my answer," Jet said, emitting chuckles from the two. "Hey, wanna walk together?"

"Sure! I don't see the issue."


Breakfast was warm hash browns with a slice of cheese on top of it (maple syrup instead for anyone who didn't want cheese on theirs) along with orange slices and milk.

After breakfast, Jet and Storm met up with Duke, Nezbitt, and Eryx at the podium in the middle of the camp grounds. The Scoutmaster stood in front of it currently, as he was waiting for all the other boys.

After some time, everyone was present, as they sat down and awaited the Scoutmaster's message.

"Alright boys, like I said yesterday, today we'll be having a bonfire after dinner tonight, so we're going to spend the rest of today collecting fire wood in the forest. Because trust me, we're going to have the best bonfire we've ever had at Camp Silver Lake!" The Scoutmaster said. All the boys from Camp A clapped.

"Now, your camp counselor will supply you with a map in the event that you get lost. This is a big area, so regardless of you getting this map, stay by your counselors, unless you know how to traverse the area. Now, when you get your map, everyone in Cabin A and B shall leave to the left, and Cabin C and D people, shall go to the right. Counselors, you're free to hand out the maps now."

The four counselors passed out maps to each and every boy sitting down. Mido gave one to Jet, Storm, Duke, and Eryx

"Well, let's head out!" Jet said as he got up. The albatross, cat, shark, and armadillo followed behind the hawk, making their way to the right exit path of the camp, and into the forest.

"Yo, you realize we didn't stay with the other counselors, right?" Eryx said.

"Oh I'm sure we'll be fine. Trust me," replied Duke.

"So like, you sure we're gonna get a lot of wood?" Nezbitt asked, hands on the back of his head as the five continued to walk through the forest.

"Yeah, out of all of you guys, I'm gunna be the one to get the most out of all you losers!"

"Oh really? Did you forget that Storm's with us?"

Duke looked at Storm, looking at his bulky, muscular frame.

"So like, take back what I said," The shark softly said.

Everybody but Duke began to laugh as the five boys found some wood. Jet picked it up immediately.

"Looks like I got bragging rights!" He exclaimed. Eryx turned around to see Mido and the counselor for Cabin D standing by a large cart.

"What the… how did they get THAT there?!"

The four took note at what the blue-shelled armadillo said and questioned the same thing.

"Maybe it was pure speed?" Nezbitt asked.

"Pff, no one's faster than me!" Jet said.

"Wanna prove THAT one of those days?" Duke asked, a bit smug.

"You're on, pal!"

"Guys… aren't we looking for like, firewood?" Storm asked.

"Yeah, Storm's right, let's not get distracted, otherwise we'll turn up emptyhanded," Eryx said. Jet and Duke looked away from each other.

Just then, Mido began to yell out.

"Alright everyone, this is where all your firewood's gonna go. Just look around this forest and find as much as you can get. You can start searching now," announced Mido. He then turned to the five. "And YOU lot? Not waiting for us isn't cool."

Everyone tried their best to look innocent as they went straight ahead into looking for firewood.

While Jet found a few large sticks, Storm held two heavy looking logs in his hands. The hawk and the albatross made their way back to the cart.

"Man Storm, you're really strong," observed Jet, noticing how the albatross didn't have any trouble carrying the logs.

"Heh, thanks. I work out a lot at home. You can say lifting weights helps me out a lot," Storm replied.

"Really now? How much can you lift?"

"Hmm… around one seventy, I think? I think its close to two hundred... I'm not sure..."

"One seventy? Almost two hundred?! Man, I take that back, you're not just strong, you're REAL strong."

Storm laughed as the two placed their firewood into the cart. They went back into the forest, picking up more wood as they had continued their conversation.


Around 7 PM, Mido and the counselor from Cabin D announced that the firewood searching was over, as it now filled up the entire cart. Storm, along with all the other muscular boys of Cabin C and D, pushed the cart back to camp.

Once arriving at camp, the cart was left next to the cart that the kids from Cabin A and B used. Everyone then went into the Mess Hall for a light dinner.

After dinner, the boys helped the scoutmaster place the logs into a large circle and then surrounded the what-would-be campfire.

"Stand back, kiddos," He said, as Mido and another camp counselor handed him a lighter, and some gasoline. The fire immediately burst to life as the boys from Cabin A clapped and cheered.

"Hey boys, who's ready from some marshmallows!" Duke announced, holding several bags of marshmallows.

"Yo, where'd you get those?" Jet asked.

"Been saving them for a night like this! Here, you can have first dibs!"

Duke opened one bag as Jet put his hand into the bag, pulling out a marshmallow. He popped it into his mouth as all the other boys took smaller sticks from the cart and put marshmallows on them. Everyone put them over the fire, waiting for them to cook.

"Boy, I can't wait for how tonight's gonna go!" said a boy from Cabin B.

"I hope they don't tell ghost stories… I don't like those…" said another boy from Cabin A.

Everyone began to retract their marshmallows from the fire and went ahead on eating them. Jet however, was too coaxed up with talking to Duke that he didn't even realize his was completely pitch black.

"Jet… Jet, your marshmallows is burning!" Storm said, tapping the hawk's shoulder. Jet shook his head and quickly pulled out his marshmallow, which was charred black and on fire. Blowing it out, the green avian hoped that it was still edible. With slight reluctance, he bit and chewed into it.

"Well, how is it?" Storm asked.

"Surprisingly, not as bad as I thought it was gunna be…" Jet commented, swallowing. "Hey Duke, mind giving me another?"

The shark threw another marshmallow towards Jet, who caught in the air.

"Woah, nice catch," said Storm in awe.

Jet winked. "Thanks."

A panda boy from Cabin C pulled out a flashlight, and shined it on his face.

"It's late at night isn't it? How's about some scary stories?" The boy said, putting on an exaggerated "scary" voice. While some of the kids in Cabin's A and B whimpered, Cabin C and D's kids looked unfazed.

"You think this is gonna scare the pants off of you?" Jet whispered to Storm.

"Hope so, I kinda have a thing for horror. What about you?"

"Um… would you make fun of me if I told you that I'm not a real horror guy? Mainly cause… I'm actually kinda scared of that stuff… Yeah, I know, it's pathetic. Trust me; I got made fun of because of it before a few times…" Jet looked bashful. Storm in response, looked remorseful.

"No, I'd never do that! If it's a fear you have, then it's a fear you have. I was kinda hoping that if we met, we would stay up until two in the morning watching horror movies. But if you wanna watch something else if we meet..."

"Whoa whoa, meeting? Us?"

"Yeah, maybe after camp is over we could hang out some day before school starts for both of us! Sounds like a good idea?"

"Sure, I don't see the problem with that."

"Alright! Now, if we're going to watch a movie, since we're not doing horror, what would you wanna watch then?"

Jet looked at the ground. "I love comedy movies."

"Alright, we'll go with that!" The albatross winked at the hawk as the boy continued his rambling. However, he stopped and looked at the two avians.

"Are you two done making out?"

Jet and Storm froze as they saw everyone stare at them. They smiled innocently and shook their heads and hands.

"Y-Yeah yeah! Go on, tell your spooky story!" The two avians said. The panda boy looked a bit cross.

"Well, alright. So anyway, this story is called… The Yellow Ribbon… Now… the tale of the Yellow Ribbon goes like this…"


"There was once this bat girl named Jane. Jane wore a yellow ribbon around her neck every day. And I mean every day, rain or shine, whether it matched her outfit or not. It annoyed her best friend Johnny after a while. He was her next door neighbor and had known Jane since she was three. When he was young, he had barely noticed the yellow ribbon, but now they were getting older, it bothered him.

"Why do you wear that yellow ribbon around your neck, Jane?" he'd ask her every day. But she wouldn't tell him.

Still, in spite of this aggravation, Johnny thought she was cute. He'd take her to a diner for an ice cream sundae. Then he asked her to watch him play in a football game. Then he started seeing her home. And one day, he invited her to a skating ring, and asked her out. Jane said yes when he asked her out. And she always wore a yellow dress to match that ribbon around her neck.

It finally occurred to Johnny that he and Jane were going steady, and he still didn't know why she wore the yellow ribbon around her neck. So he asked her about it yet again, and yet again she did not tell him.

"Maybe someday I'll tell you about it," she'd reply.

Someday! That answer annoyed Johnny, but he shrugged it off, because Jane was so cute and fun to be with.

Well, time flew past, as it has a habit of doing, and one day Johnny proposed to Jane and was accepted. They planned a big wedding, and Jane hinted that she might tell him about the yellow ribbon around her neck on their wedding day. But somehow, what with the preparations and his beautiful bride, and the lovely reception, Johnny never got around to asking Jane about it. And when he did remember, she got a bit teary-eyed, and said:

"We are so happy together, what difference does it make?"

And Johnny decided she was right.

Johnny and Jane raised a family of four, with the usual ups and downs, laughter and tears. When their golden anniversary rolled around, Johnny once again asked Jane about the yellow ribbon around her neck. It was the first time he'd brought it up since the week after their wedding. Whenever their children asked him about it, he'd always hushed them, and somehow none of the kids had dared ask their mother. Jane gave Johnny as sad look and said:

"Johnny, you've waited this long. You can wait awhile longer."

And Johnny agreed. It was not until Jane was on her death bed a year later that Johnny, seeing his last chance slip away, asked Jane one final time about the yellow ribbon she wore around her neck. She shook her head a bit at his persistence, and then said with a sad smile:

"Okay Johnny, you can go ahead and untie it."

With shaking hands, Johnny fumbled for the knot and untied the yellow ribbon around his wife's neck…


"And then… JANE'S HEAD FELL OFF!" The panda screamed in his "scary voice".

All of the kids from Cabin A and B jumped and some of them screamed, clearly scared by the story. The boy turned off the flashlight and plopped it on the ground.

"I think that's enough scary stories for tonight, Capricorn. Heaven knows what kind of nightmare's you've given these kids," The Scoutmaster said.

"Oh come on, Scoutmaster. One more?"

"Enough."

Capricorn sighed as he took a seat next to some of his friends. The Scoutmaster sat down where Capricorn was sitting, and then took out a guitar.

"Where did he get that?" asked Jet.

"Hammerspace," replied Eryx.

"Huh?"

"To get our minds off of that, how's about a song?" asked the Scoutmaster.

Everyone around the camp fire got excited; regardless of how old everyone was, it was like a law that everyone sung once the Scoutmaster took out his guitar.

"Hey Storm, wanna sing together?" asked Jet. "I've never had a singing buddy."

"I don't see why not. I'm not a songbird, but I sure can sing pretty good," Storm said in reply.

"I'd like to hear one of these days."

"Sure thing, Jet. Just for you," Storm smiled.

"Well then, what song do we sing?" asked the scoutmaster. Within seconds, everyone began pouring out suggestions. The Scoutmaster listened to all the boys and picked two he heard the most.

"Alright alright, we're going to do a vote based on the songs I heard you guys say the most. Who wants the Food song?"

Various boys, including Jet, Storm, Duke, Nezbitt, and Eryx, raised their hands.

"Yeah boyyy, that is one song I never get sick of!" Duke exclaimed.

"Alright, now who wants "How I Hate to Get Up in the Morning?"

More boys raised their hands, however it seems like the Food song got the majority.

"The Food song it is, then! Get ready to sing boys!" The Scoutmaster strummed his guitar and began to sing, all the boys joining along with him.

"Soup, soup, we all want soup,

Tip your bowl and drain it,

Let your whiskers strain it,

Hark, hark, that funny noise,

Listening to the gurgling, boys.

Meat, meat, we must have meat,

Fresh and juicy cow meat,

Ham and pickled pigs feet,

Veal, lamb and pork chops too,

Any kind of meat will do.

Fish, fish, we all want fish,

Fish that isn't bony,

Nor a little phony.

Fresh fish, we won't eat stale,

Any kind of fish but whale.

Pie, pie, we all want pie,

Apple, peach and cherry,

Cheese and huckleberry,

Mince pie is very fine.

That's the way that we boys dine!"

The song ended as the scoutmaster stopped strumming. Jet and Storm looked at each other and smiled, clearly enjoying their time singing.

"Man, I said it before, and I'll say it again; I never get tired of that song. Kinda reminds me of Nezbitt and me…" Duke said.

"HEY! I RESENT THAT!" Nezbitt yelled. The blue shelled armadillo, the hawk, and the albatross laughed at the two's argument that followed. Suddenly, the scoutmaster blew his whistle.

"Alright, that's enough for tonight, boys. Remember what tomorrow is; capture the flag with the girls!"

The boys groaned.

"Don't give me that attitude. We're gonna show those girls who's the man here!"

"He's still mad at her…" Duke whispered to Storm.

"Her? Who? W-What are you talkin' about?"

"The Scoutmaster."

"He's mad at himself?"

"No you moron! The Scoutmaster from the girl's camp!"

Jet groaned. "Since you're new, Storm, I'll fill you in. Our Scoutmaster and the Scoutmaster for the girl's camp across the lake had an affair that well… ended in disaster. They had a rivalry ever since," He explained to Storm.

"Woah… that's something. Still, do we have to challenge the girls?"

"What's the matter, scared of a bunch of sissy girls?" The cat taunted.

"No… it's just…"

"What?"

"There's… someone at the girl's camp I'm not too fond of."

"Really? Who is it?" asked Eryx.

"I won't tell. But you might meet her tomorrow. One other thing, we've… known each other for a while. And… we've hated our guts since the beginning."

"Oooh… looks like Storm's gunna fall for her someday. Y'know, opposites attract…" giggled the shark. Jet, Nezbitt, and Eryx all chuckled while Storm blushed in embarrassment.

Though, Jet had a thought in his head, He knew that Storm wouldn't fall for this mysterious girl. After all, judging from what he said about her, his thoughts towards her aren't the most positive.

His thoughts were interrupted by the Scoutmaster's voice.

"Now, time for bed! All of you!"

"Alright… see you guys tomorrow." Storm yawned, as he made his way back towards Cabin D.

"See you, Storm! Night!" yelled Jet.

"Same!" Duke, Nezbitt, and Eryx yelled.

Storm lifted his hand up. "Alright, same to you guys too."

"C'mon, let's head back to Cabin C." Eryx said as he ran to Cabin C. Jet, Duke, and Nezbitt followed behind him.

Going through the door, they took off their shirts and climbed onto their bunks, immediately falling asleep as their heads hit their pillows.