Final Chapter of my Father's Day tribute.
I hoped you liked it...
Duncan, John, and Blake all took turned paddling across the lake while Courtney looked at the map she'd found in the bottom of the canoe.
She once again read the note aloud.
"Campers,
"If you have made it this far then... Good Job! The next part of your challenge will be even harder. By the time you reach shore of the correct island it should be about nightfall. Unpack and set up camp.
"Oh, and just a tip: You might want to make your camping place a secret from the other teams..."
"I hate that guy." Duncan muttered when Courtney had finished.
"I know baby but we're almost done." Courtney said.
"Baby?" Blake asked. This was the first time he'd caught wind of what was happening between his beloved daughter and a boy he'd place in the 'send to prison if eye contact is made between the two.' category.
"Um... no... I said..." Courtney said, her eyes pleading with Duncan to say something.
"She called me matey, ever since that challenge where Chris dressed up like a pirate I've hated being called mate or matey." Duncan supplied off of the top of his head.
"Thank you." Courtney mouthed.
Duncan nodded and smiled.
"Nice save there sonny." John said when he passed Duncan his paddled for a turn.
Duncan looked at his father innocently.
"Izzy, what's the map say?" Owen asked.
"Just follow Izzy's lead and we'll all be fine." Izzy said with a maniacal laugh.
"If Izzy says so." Owen said doubt fully.
When Courtney's and Duncan's canoe reached the island they immediately drug the canoe into the bushes and found a nice hiding spot up onto of a cliff.
Once Blake and John and both gone off to the bathroom Duncan grabbed Courtney. "You owe me for that little save back in the middle of the lake." Duncan said.
"I know." Courtney said, smiling and wrapping her arms around his neck.
"I was thinking of a kiss..." Duncan said.
"Really? Only one kiss?" Courtney asked.
"Well, maybe two... or thr-"
"Lets leave it at two for now." Courtney said and pulled him down to her level.
John watched the whole thing, amazed that this seemingly nice young girl would have feeling for his son. His juvenile delinquent of a son. John shook his head in disbelief before making a whole lot of noise before entering the camp. He found then on opposite sides of the clearing, acting if they'd been that way the entire time he and Blake had been gone.
"Izzy thinks this is a good spot to camp in." Izzy declared and looked down at the others below from her spot high up on a tree.
"If Izzy says so." Owen said and began climbing.
Later that night something shook the whole tree.
"What that weird shaking thing?" Izzy's dad asked, looking around.
"Oh no! Its treelanders! We won't let you take us alive!" Izzy screamed.
Moments later Chef and Frankie laughed in the signature way and took Izzy, Owen, and both of their fathers away, alive.
Courtney sighed and snuggled closer to the person sleeping next to her. She awoke with a start when she realized what she'd been doing.
Last night they'd decided since there were only three sleeping bags and four of them that they would open the sleeping bags up and us them as blankets rather than sleeping bad. The order they'd decided to sleep in had been; Courtney against one wall, Marcus, John, and then Duncan against the other wall. Courtney also remembered that as some point of the night Duncan had slithered around his and her father's feet in order to snuggled up next to her.
"Duncan! You have to get out of the tent before anyone else wakes up!" She whispered frantically.
"Okay Princess. I was hoping you'd have kept the pole out of your butt for a little while longer." He muttered and slithered out of the tent into the early morning sunshine.
Courtney followed a second or two later. "I'm hungry." She stared, staring at the empty food bag.
"I know darling, but all we have to do is make it a little further then we win and we can eat all the food in the world. Okay?" Duncan asked, squeezing Courtney's shoulder reassuringly.
"You two really are something else, I tell yah." John said, emerging from the tent. "Oh don't mind me. I've known about the two of you ever since I watched Duncan swagger up to me without his usual ugly sneer on his face."
Courtney glanced over at Duncan.
"Well, my sneer really makes my face look ugly... thats the way I designed it.... but I didn't want to look ugly in front of you... or your dad." Duncan finished quietly.
"Oh Duncan, that's so sweet of you." Courtney exclaimed, throwing her arms around his neck and squeezing him tightly.
"What's the meaning of this!" Blake yelled, emerging from the tent. "Get your hand off of my daughter you mangy, illbegotten,"
"We had better run now Pricness." Duncan said as Blake continued to scream.
Courtney smiled and nodded.
Hand in hand the ran towards the finish line...
Hoped you liked it. I know it was pretty cheessy towards the end, but it was pretty sweet.
Maybe I'll write what happens to Courtney and Duncan after her father finds out about them.
Review and tell me if I should.
