(AN: Well, I said I'd deliver, didn't I? Here's another chapter! This time, we're gonna get introduced to a new character, which, by all the hints I've been giving the last two chapters, I think you know who it is :3c

I've been heartbroken by the latest chapter of XxSnowDropxX's fic, 'Green Hill Academy' (which is a SUPER good fic btw) so much like ughhh DX it's so depressing. Here's to hoping that this takes my mind off of things XD.

Anyway, with that out of the way, I'll see you guys in five days for the next exciting chapter of Camp Silver Lake!

Oh, and quickly, thank you to everyone who has followed, faved, and reviewed since the last chapter!)


The first thing Jet was woken up to was the sound of the Scoutmaster's whistle and his loud, booming voice.

"Get up! Everyone get up! Mess Hall first thing for breakfast and then report back to me!"

"Ugh… can he shut up for once in his life…" Duke moaned.

Cabin C boomed to life as the hawk rubbed his temples, removing the crust from his eyes. Jet yawned loudly as reached his hand forward and grabbed his shirt. He got off his bed and quickly put it on as he made his way out of Cabin C and to the Mess Hall, grabbing his breakfast as he walked over to an empty table, where Storm, Duke, Nezbitt, and Eryx would soon sit. The five held a conversation as they consumed their food, throwing their trash away once they were done. Jet, Storm, Eryx, Duke, and Nezbitt left the Mess Hall and made their way in front of the podium, waiting for the other boys to arrive.

After about thirty minutes, all the boys across all cabins sat in front of the podium as the Scoutmaster finally arrived, holding a clipboard.

"Now, if you all remember, we'll be playing Capture the Flag with the girls. Now, depending on which Cabin you're in, where you're going to be located is different. Everyone in Cabin's A and B will go to the other side of the forest, meanwhile, everyone in Cabin C and D will be in the forest near the girl's camp. So, if we could get all of the counselors from Cabin A and B to gather all the kids in those cabins and guide them to where they'll be. As for the rest of you, you'll all follow me, as we'll be heading to the girls camp. Now move, boys! We got a long fight ahead of us!"

All the boys stood up as the albatross wiped the dirt off his legs. The five along with the rest of the boys in Cabin C and D lined up behind the Scoutmaster.

"Is everyone ready? Alright, let's go!"

The large lion marched out of the boys camp and down the left dirt path, all of the boys from Cabin C and D following behind him.

"So what do you say boys? Ready to pulverize some girls?" said Duke, cracking his knuckles.

"Well, maybe when your testosterone levels drop then yeah," replied Jet in a snarky voice, crossing his arms. Immediately, Storm, Nezbitt, and Eryx burst into laughter while the shark became a stammering mess, being unable to come up with a plausible comeback.


When all the boys finally arrived at the forest near the girl's camp, they saw all the girls preparing themselves, along with others getting materials ready. Jet heard Storm softly growl and looked up at him.

"Huh… Storm? What's wrong?"

"It's her. The one I was talking about yesterday," He said, rather quietly.

"The girl? Which one?"

Storm pointed to a purple swallow girl wearing a white bandana on her head, as well as a pink shirt and blue sweat shorts. She was doing jumping jacks in place, most likely warming herself up.

"Oh, I see her. Who's she anyway?"

"That's Wave. We've known each other for a while, probably since Elementary school, but she went to Pasty Fields too. Let's just say we weren't on the best terms since the day we met."

"Wow, so you two have been rival and rival since?"

"If you see it that way, then yeah."

"She looks kinda tough too…"

"Well, not only what she has in athletic ability, she has in brains. She's a smart girl, I can tell you that."

"No worries, Storm, if we encounter her, we'll be able to beat her, right?"

Storm smiled at Jet. "Right. We're tough after all!" The two avians then bumped fists as the two Scoutmaster's blew their whistles.

"Boys and girls, line up!" The female scoutmaster, a bobcat, said.

Jet and Storm walked to where their scoutmaster was, standing by two other boys as they stared at the girls. The avians' Scoutmaster walked through the path the two groups made, looking at the boys and the girls.

"Now, this is going to be a simple, down to earth, game of Capture the Flag. I want this to be a clean game... FROM ALL OF YOU," He said, continuing to look from side to side.

"The rule is simple, we've placed the flag somewhere in this area of the camp, which includes the forest, and your job is to find it. You will however, not find the flag past there (the Scoutmaster pointed to the right exit of the girls camp), or there (pointing to the left exit this time). It's only in the areas I told you."

The girl's scoutmaster came with a container of red and yellow vests.

"You will split up in two teams, the boys shall be the red team, and the girls shall be the yellow team," She explained. She passed out vests to all the boys and girls. Jet and Storm put theirs on, however the albatross found trouble with putting his on.

"What's wrong?" asked Jet.

"This thing, it's too small for me!" complained Storm. The hawk walked over and tugged down on the vest, finally getting it to fit on Storm.

"There you go," Jet smiled at the albatross, who looked… strangely cute in his vest.

"Now, there are various locations for maps in the event you get lost. They'll be scattered across the forest. As we explained, whichever team gets the flag first, wins. Are we clear?"

Everyone nodded.

"Alright, on my whistle. 3, 2, 1…"

The girl's scoutmaster blew the whistle and immediately, everyone scattered across the forest.


Duke, Nezbitt, and Eryx immediately caught up with Jet and Storm within a few seconds of them running through the patches of grass and fallen leaves.

"Alright, what's the plan, guys?" asked Duke.

"Simple, I say we should go different ways," Jet explained. "I'll go with Storm while you three go somewhere else. If either one of us find the flag, just repeat this sound."

Jet held his hands close to his beak and made a loud sound, meant as a call.

"Alright, if we do find it, we'll do that. Meet you guys later!"

Duke, Nezbitt, and Eryx ran away from the two avians, but suddenly, they yelped as they fell down a disguised hole. Jet and Storm jumped back in surprise and ran to the hole, the albatross almost tripping.

"Duke! Nezbitt! Eryx! Are you alright?!" asked the green avian.

"We're fine! This hole was camouflaged though…" responded Nezbitt.

"By who?"

Suddenly, Jet and Storm heard two girls giggling behind them. They looked up to see who the culprits were.

"Well well, it looks like someone fell for our trap," said a grinning alligator.

"Yeah, and you should be thankful we didn't push you down there too!" said a giraffe. She then waggled her finger. "But it's just a fair warning to you!"

The two girls giggled and high fived each other. Jet began to growl.

"You think it's funny by cheating?! You heard what my Scoutmaster said, he wanted this to be a clean game!"

The alligator snorted. "You think we want you boys to win? Heck no, that's one huge no no. But if you feel that you can get the flag before us, try going past the best girl on our team!"

The two girls laughed as they walked away. Storm clenched his fists as he kicked the ground.

"Damn, they probably have this place booby trapped!" He yelled.

"Don't worry, Storm. We aren't gonna let these girls get away with this. We'll win this game and get back at them for doing this to Duke, Nezbitt, and Eryx. And then we'll rub it in their faces, alright?"

Storm nodded and pat Jet's back as the two avians made their way forward.

"Now, let's find that flag!"


What felt like hours later, Jet and Storm groaned as they collapsed near a small lake, taking what they would call a 'small rest'.

"Man… *huff huff*… we're not gonna find this dang flag are we?" asked Jet.

"I hope we do, we made sure we would win this," said Storm. "We promised it to Duke, Nezbitt, and Eryx…"

As Jet placed his hands on the ground and got up, walking to the lake for a small drink of water, he noticed a big hill, along with the flag on top of said hill across the lake, near the edge.

"Wait a minute… FLAG?!"

"Storm! Storm, there's the flag!" Jet exclaimed, pointing to the flag as he quickly tapped the large grey avian's shoulder. Storm looked up and smiled.

"Alright! We found it! Let's go around here quickly!"

Helping the albatross get up from the ground, Jet and Storm entered the water and splashed through the lake. They got out moments later, feathers and clothes wet as they went near the hill, looking up at it.

"Ha ha, who knew this would be that easy?" Jet grinned.

"Yeah, but uh…. how are we gonna get up there?" asked Storm.

Suddenly, the two avians were startled by the sound of a snapping branch. The two avians looked up to see a large offshoot that was about to fall right on top of them.

"Watch out!" Jet yelled. Before he could move, Storm tackled out him the way. The large grey avian let go as the hawk got up, cleaning his dirty feathers. It was then that the two heard a female's voice.

"Here's the answer to your question: how about you DON'T get up there."

"That voice… it's…" said Storm.

Suddenly, two females dropped in front of Jet and Storm, a gopher with pink hair, and a… familiar purple swallow.

"Wave…"

The swallow put her hand on her hip.

"Well well well, look who came to THIS camp. I'm surprised such a dimwit like yourself actually survived three days in this camp," Wave teased. She looked at Jet. "Oh, and look at that! You actually made a new friend! Did he become friends with you out of pity?"

"Hey, knock it off! What did Storm ever do to you?" Jet yelled at Wave, defending his new friend. Wave's face scowled as she got up close to Jet.

"Clearly you weren't around to see what he did to ME, you little green punk. Storm was always the one picking fights with me, teasing me about this and that, and you bet I fired back. Guess who's returning the words THIS time?"

"Storm's a better guy than you think-"

"Pff, save me the sob story, green."

Jet grit his teeth, now he knew why Storm didn't like her.

"So, as for the matter of this flag, I think we'll be collecting it. So you little boys should just stay put," said the gopher girl. Her and Wave laughed as the two avians began to take deep breaths from anger, curling up their fists.

"Know what? No! We're not staying put! C'mon Storm, let's get 'em!"

The two girls' eyes widened as they quickly began to dig their fingers into the dirt of the hill and started climbing. However, they weren't able to climb any higher than two feet, and Jet and Storm fell to the ground. Wave laughed at them as the two began to climb up the hill.

"See? Just what I told you!"

Suddenly, a loud noise echoed through the forest, causing Wave to jump back. She yelled as she fell to the ground, and hit it so hard that she then went into the lake.

"WAVE!" cried the gopher girl. She got off the hill and walked to the lake, only to stop near it.

"What's wrong, Cherry?! Why aren't you helping me?!" Wave yelled, splashing in the water.

"I… I… I can't! I have aquaphobia!" Cherry replied, covering her face with her hands.

"Oh, you have to be kidding me! Dang it… my head hurts so much, but I need to reach that flag…"

Meanwhile, Jet looked behind him and wondered what that noise was. In the distance, he saw three familiar figures.

"Wait… is that… Duke, Nezbitt, and Eryx?!" He said internally.

"GUYS!" he called out.

"Don't worry Jet, we got you covered! Thank goodness for that call you taught us, you're almost there! It's up to you and Storm now!" called Eryx back. Storm got himself up and with new confidence and support from their three friends, walked over to Jet.

"Cherry! Hurry up!" screamed Wave, holding her head. "Find some way to get me back!"

The albatross picked up Jet and looked at him.

"Now's our chance with Wave down!" Jet said.

"You ready for this?" asked Storm.

"Yeah, ready."

Storm picked up Jet and swung him in place with his arms three times. With all the strength he had, the albatross narrowed his eyes as he threw Jet on the top of the hill, landing right near the flag. Getting up and wiping the dirt off his legs, Jet watched as the various other girls and boys, as well as the scoutmasters, began coming from the distance. With a smile on his face, Jet grasped the flag and took it out from the ground.

"No!" screamed the swallow.

"Alright Jet, I got you! Come down now!" Storm said, holding his arms out for the hawk.

Jet got off the hill and jumped into Storm's arms. Storm placed Jet onto his shoulder as the green avian held the flag triumphantly. All the boys began to cheer as Jet and Storm smiled, knowing they had won the game. In the lake, Wave scowled at the two avians, knowing that they had outsmarted her, the smartest girl in the girl's camp.

"I'm sorry, Wave! Really, I am!" Cherry stammered.

"Just… save it…" Wave spat back.

All the boys, including the scoutmaster, swam through the lake and then ran over to Jet and Storm. They were almost tackled to the ground.

Jet and Storm exchanged a glance to each other; they smiled and laughed, knowing that they would be praised countless times when they returned back to camp, knowing that they would be treated like heroes.


It was lunch time, and all the boys were back at the Mess Hall. However, none of them ate. Instead, they crowded around Jet and Storm, asking them about the victory.

"Man Jet, that victory sure was awesome!" said a snake. "How'd you do it?"

"Well, I'm not really the one you should be looking at; it was Storm who should be taking the credit," Jet replied. "He was the one who came up with the idea of throwing me up to the hill."

"Storm, your strategy and what you did to overcome the girls; how do you feel about your victory?"

Storm stopped drinking his milk to ponder. These guys felt like reporters asking him questions. "Pretty good if you tell me. I'm glad to see that me and Jet worked together to do it."

Even after the two were done with their words, everyone still crowded around them.

Once lunch was over, the boys exited out of the Mess Hall and saw the Scoutmaster with various buckets surrounding him.

"What's with those?" asked Eryx.

"Considering that you've all been wearing the same shirt for the past three days, I suggest you all should wash them. Grab a bucket and share with someone."

"Uh sir? Do we need to take off our shirts for this?" asked a pudgy pig who looked like he was in Cabin A.

"Well of course, unless you'd like to dunk yourself in it, which if you do, prepare for a tight fit. Alright boys, I'll leave you to it."

Jet, along with the other boys of the camp, grabbed a bucket. The hawk took his bucket near the lake as Storm walked up to him.

"You wanna share?" The albatross asked.

"Sure thing, man," Jet responded.

He took off his shirt and put it into the bucket. He then looked at Storm, who was taking off his shirt. However, Jet felt his face beginning to heat up as he saw the topless Storm.

"Wow, this guy's as strong as he says he is. I mean, look at that body. I'd like to be that strong." He thought.

Suddenly, Jet slapped himself softly.

"What the… why was I thinking about that? And for the record... why are you staring? He's your friend, Jet… even if he does look pretty good. …Er, not that I mean I have a thing for Storm… Ugh, what am I even saying?!" The hawk thought.

Jet decided to stop focusing his mind on his thoughts by focusing on washing his shirt. Shaking his head, he took some of the detergent given to them by the scoutmaster and applied it to his wet shirt. Then, Storm placed his shirt into the bucket and the two got to work on washing their dirty clothes.

After they felt it was clean many minutes later, Jet placed it on a drying rack also supplied to them by the scoutmaster. He sat down on the ground as Storm placed his shirt on the rack and sat down next to him.

"Maybe it's just me, but I've never liked being shirtless. I've always seemed…. self-conscious to say," Jet said.

"Hm? How so?" Storm replied.

"Well, sometimes I feel really skinny and like, compared to how big you are, that doesn't help."

"I don't think of you as skinny, heck, if anything you look pretty healthy for your age. There's nothing wrong with it anyway."

"That's Storm for you, Jet... probably the nicest guy you've ever met. Even if what Wave said could be true..." Jet thought. A soft blush formed on his face.

"Thanks…"

Storm smiled back.


It was finally sunset when all the shirts dried.

With nothing left to do after taking them down, Jet and Storm goofed off with Duke, Nezbitt, and Eryx until dinner time. After dinner, the Scoutmaster announced that tomorrow would be the start of activities for everyone, meaning that the boys would be going to sleep earlier from now on to get rest for the next day.

When bed time finally rolled around, Jet said goodbye to Storm as him, Duke, Nezbitt, and Eryx went back to Cabin C and to their beds.

However, hours after lights out, Jet was the only one still awake, thinking about what had happened earlier. He lay on his arm, staring at his covers, and sighed.

"Why did I stare at Storm that way? We're just friends..." Jet thought to himself. He sighed. "This camping trip is going differently than I thought it was going to… and I'm not sure if it's good or bad. Well me, looks like you're just going to have to keep this to yourself…"

With that final thought, the hawk rolled over to his side and finally fell asleep.