Thanks for all the amazing reviews! Sorry I didn't get a chance to respond to each one personally, I had a lot of art to get done this week xD. I'm not good at making my chapters long, but I'll try harder :P. Also you may notice a bit of foreshadowing if you've read beyblade rising ;)
Chapter 2- First day
The weekend had finally arrived and the Majestics had arrived to the campsite that the bladebreakers had agreed on. They noticed Kai and Hillary weren't there. Tyson and Max were struggling to set up the tents, Kenny was typing away at his laptop, and Ray was relaxing next to the river. Daichi wasn't invited.
"Hey where that cute girl at?" asked Enrique.
Tyson gave him a dirty look "Hillary got a summer job, so she couldn't come".
"Let me guess, Kai didn't want to come either?" Johnny asked sounding annoyed.
Tyson nodded.
"Tyson here are our tents" Robert said while setting up a folding chair. "I will wait over here until it's done".
"What?! No! Robert you gotta do it yourself! I'm not your servant" said Tyson.
"Tyson, Max and I will take care of Robert's tent" said Ray. "The rest of you should watch so you'll know how to set up you own.
In the end, Ray and Max had to set up everyone's tent aside from Johnny who had actually paid attention. The boys were amazed at the stuff that their rich friends had brought. Air mattresses, air pump, a fancy table set for the outdoors, and a screen tent. Poor Oliver had shown up with so much camping gear that it had to have weighed more than him.
"Whaaa? What is that smell?" Max held his nose.
Johnny looked next to him "Holy shit Oliver, how much bug spray did you use?"
"I can't risk those horrid flies biting my perfect skin! I hate them! I hate them!
"Oliver do you realize you've used enough to repel people as well?" Enrique laughed.
Tyson was helping Oliver unpack his camping gear. Inside one of his many bags, he found about 15 cans of bug spray, and a whole mosquito net to go over his body.
"Geez Oliver, you really hate those things don't you?" he asked.
"Of course! I have to be prepared" said Oliver.
Suddenly, everyone was startled by a loud scream. They all looked over at Kenny who was in a panic.
"Hey chief whats wrong buddy?" asked Max.
"My laptop! It's battery is dead!" he replied.
"That's no big deal, you should hang out with us anyway" Max patted his friend on the shoulder.
"No big deal? NO BIG DEAL?!" Kenny was furious now. "How could it not be a big deal?! I was trying to analyze data from our last tournament!"
"Kenny, Kenny come with me and Enrique. We are going to fish for a while" said Ray "Actually why don't you all come along, we will need help catching dinner".
"Catch…catching dinner?" Robert's face turned pale "I have never had to "catch" dinner in my life" he said.
"Fishing is easy, and it's a good pastime. You'll have fun, don't worry" Ray went to his tent and pulled out some fishing rods. "In my home village, I learned how to make these rods. They work much better than the ones you get in the store" said Ray.
His friends admired the lovely, yet simple design. Ray handed everyone a fishing rod and pulled out a bucket that he had kept near his gear. Everyone walked toward the river and found a comfortable spot to sit in the nice afternoon sun. Oliver and Robert had themselves sitting in nice chairs, naturally.
Ray stuck his hand in the bucket that he brought with him, and pulled out a big pink earthworm. "Ok you'll each need one of these for your rod". Oliver fainted.
"I absolutely refuse to touch that" Robert stated.
"Oh come on Robert, live a little" Enrique grabbed the squirmy little worm. "Ok Ray, what next?"
"Put it on the hook" said Ray.
"You mean I have to…" Enrique's face turned green.
Johnny grabbed the worm and rod from Enrique and did the job himself. "You guys are embarrassing the hell outta me" he snarled.
"Ok, now you take the rod, swing it to make the end land out in the water" Ray demonstrated his fishing skill, amazing everyone including his own team.
Everyone got their lines in the water, and now it was time to play the waiting game. The eight teens enjoyed the quiet sounds of nature all around them. It was late in the afternoon at this point. The sun was nice and warm, but not too hot. The rushing sound of the river made everyone forget the bustling sound of crowded towns. But the quiet would not last forever.
"So how long must we sit here?" asked Robert
"Yeah Ray, this is taking forever" said Tyson.
"Guys it's been barely 20 minutes, sometimes you just have to be patient" said Ray.
"Hey I know, let's tell stories. We haven't exactly had much time to catch up since we arrived here" said Max. "I have something to tell you guys. My parents don't know this, but I overheard them talking the other night. They are considering having a baby" he smiled.
"Whaa? Really?! Max that's awesome!" said Tyson.
"Uhm no offense, but wouldn't your parents be too old now?" Enrique asked.
"I don't think Max's parents are that old" said Ray.
"I really hope I get a baby brother or sister" said Max.
"You'll be the best big brother" said Kenny.
"Aww thanks Chief" he responded "Say…Robert! What have you been up to lately?" Max asked.
"Ah. Well I am delighted that you asked Max" he began. "I recently had a beautiful garden made in front of my castle". Everyone groaned, but he continued "My darling absolutely loves it…"
"What? Darling? What darling?" Tyson interrupted.
"Yeah, Robert's got a girlfriend, she's a very nice-"Oliver was suddenly cut off by a big tug in his line. He began to reel in his catch. But whatever it was proved to be too much for him to pull in. Tyson ran over to help him pull it in, but Oliver fell into the river before he made it.
"AAAAAGHH. I'M DYING! I'M DYING! MERDE MERDE" Oliver screeched. He looked down at himself in the water, but realized the water only came up to his waist. He blushed deeply and crawled back on the land. Everyone attempted to hide their laughter, but the French blader was clearly not impressed. Even Robert let a small giggle slip out. Oliver stomped back to his tent to get changed, continuing to mutter swears in his native language.
Things calmed down again and everyone went back to fishing. Oliver had unfortunately lost his rod in the battle, so the remaining seven boys would have to catch him a fish. After a while, Ray and Kenny were the first to catch their fish. The boys continued to exchange stories during the evening, and Oliver had soon rejoined the group.
"So that's how you can impress a girl" said Enrique. "It works every time, they can't get enough of me" he boasted. Everyone rolled his eyes at him, except for Kenny who was taking notes. There was a certain singer on his mind quite often.
"Say, Enrique have you ever had an actual girlfriend?" Johnny smirked.
"Uh… I have lots!" said Enrique.
"Enrique, chasing girls and flirting with them does not count as them being your girlfriend!" Oliver stated.
"What? What do you mean?" the clueless boy asked.
Everyone groaned again, and decided to lay the matter to rest, committing to one girl was something Enrique had absolutely no concept of, and probably never will.
After some time, the group had somehow managed to catch enough fish for everyone to eat. Johnny helped light the campfire that Kenny had built earlier that afternoon. It was starting to get dark out, and the boys were ready to have some campfire fun. Tyson and max found long sturdy branches to roast the fish on. Robert disappeared into his tent for a few minutes, and returned with a folding table and a fancy dining set. He even had a candle lit.
"Robert, you should come over and turn your fish before it burns" said Tyson.
"Oh, I thought you were cooking it for me…" he responded.
"Who do you think you are?" Tyson snapped back at him.
"A man with class" said Robert.
Ray sighed "Actually I think it's done anyway" he picked the nicely roasted fish and placed it on Robert's fancy plate. Ray was starting to regret bringing the Majestics here. It was almost as bad as when they took the Blitzkrieg boys to Disney land.
Robert turned his nose at the sight of the unprepared fish. The head was still there, the body was covered in scales. What was the poor man to do? He began to mutter about the barbaric conditions of his meal.
"Hey Robert, don't you know it's rude to mumble?" Johnny laughed.
Robert was completely dumbfounded. Never had he done anything considered rude. He decided it was because he was surrounded with "uncouth" people.
Everyone else was happily munching on their fish, even Oliver who had brought his chef knife set to properly removed the unwanted bits from his food. Earlier in the week when he bought his camping gear, he found a handy guide to first-time campers. Oliver also discovered a delicious dessert. He made his way to his tent and fetched graham crackers, marshmallows and chocolate. He was excited that he could introduce something to the group.
"What do you have Oliver?" Tyson's eyes lit up.
"You are going to love it! It's a camp treat called s'mores!" said Oliver.
"Oh I love s'mores! We have them all the time when we camp" said Max.
Oliver's face fell "Oh you've have these before?" he asked.
"Hate to be the one to break the news, but everyone has them when they camp" Johnny explained.
"Oh…" Oliver looked more disappointed than ever.
The group sat around the big cozy campfire once again, and watched Oliver pull out the ingredients. They couldn't help but notice that he had bought the most high-class ingredients. He started by breaking the graham cracker in half, placing the chocolate on one half, and then preparing to roast the marshmallow.
"Now…watch carefully" Oliver said to his team. "You can't leave these in the flame too long, or else you'll burn it".
"Burnt marshmallows are the best!" Tyson grinned.
Oliver pulled out a nice golden marshmallow out of the flame and squished it between the graham crackers and chocolate. He handed it to Max to test out.
"Oliver this is amazing! It's gotta be the best s'more ever!" he devoured his tasty treat, and began to prepare another.
"I only use the best ingredients money can buy of course!" said Oliver. He began to pass the marshmallows to his friends. Everyone began roasting and eating s'mores. Poor Enrique burnt his marshmallows three times. But Johnny didn't mind, he enjoyed the burnt ones much like Tyson. Robert finished making his first s'more and took a bite. He agreed it was delicious, but did not like how sticky it was. The gooey marshmallow was all over his face. Ray and Johnny couldn't help but laugh at the captain.
Kenny was sulking while he ate. He was still disappointed that he couldn't use his laptop for the rest of the weekend.
"Hey chief, don't worry. This is quality bro-time" Tyson patted him on the back.
"Bro-time?" Johnny raised an eyebrow "I would expect Michael or Steve to say that, but not you".
"Well I think of you guys as my bros" said Enrique.
"You mean to say we are brothers? But we are not related. I do consider us close friends" said Robert as he desperately tried to keep his face clean.
Johnny smacked his forehead and took another burnt marshmallow from Enrique. Their captain was a smart guy, but he could be pretty clueless sometimes.
The rest of the evening, the group of boys continued to laugh and eat s'mores around the campfire. It would soon be time to go to sleep. How the Majestics would do on their first night in a tent, would be interesting for sure!
End Chapter 2
Thanks for reading everyone! I'll be starting chapter 3 soon, I wonder who's going to have trouble sleeping with all the noise of nature!
Note: When Oliver fell in the water and yelled "Merde" it is the French word for "Shit"