Chapter Seven
Cameron sat smiling smugly at his uncle. They were eating hotdos, which Cameron didn't mind. But Uncle Nikolas couldn't catch a fish eithr. Daddy had told him that Uncle Nik hadn't grown up like he had. So CAmeron was ready to teach Uncle Nik a thing or two about camping.
Cameron watched his marshmellow as it turned fire brown and then black. "Cam! Your mellows on fire!" screamed Spencer.
CAmeron quickly pulled his stick out of the fire and started swinging it wildly in an attempt to extinguish the flames. However instead of extinguishing the flames, the marchmellow flew off of the end of the stick. It made a arch of flaming goo as it flew through the air and landed in Nikolas's lap.
Nikolas jumped up screaming in fear. Cameron nearly doubled over in laughter as he watched his big grown uncle dance around. Lucky too laughed with his son. It was almost impossible not to laugh.
"What's so funny, nature boy?" Nikolas taunted.
"The big fancy prince dancing with flaming marshmellow in his crouch. I only wish I had a video camera with me. I'd love to sneak this to entertainment tonight. I'm sure someone would pay high dollar for footage like this." Lucky chortled.
"Yeah well let's see how funny you look." Nikolas replied.
"Spencer," CAmeron whispered. "Come here."
Spencer crept towards CAmeron. "What?"
Cameron motioned into the tent. Spencer followed Cameron into the tent. Cameron picked up his uncle's sleeping bag and pushed armfulls of twigs and leaves under the sleeping bag. He then carefully adjusted the bag so it looked like it hadn't been disturbed. Then he crept out of the tent and it didn't even seem that the dads had noticed that boys had been absent. They were still busy throwing marshmellows at each other.
"Hey! DAd, Uncle Nikky! We still want to eat some marshmellows!" He bellowed.
Nikolas and Lucky stopped realizing that sadly the six year old was the voice of reason.
"Cam's right." Nikolas stated.
"Yeah he is." Lucky said, and then he tackled Nikolas to the ground. CAmeron ans Spencer realizing that their marshmellows were safe piled on top of Nikolas and Lucky. It took forever to get the arms and legs untangled. But finally Lucky got the boys to brush their teeth and in their sleeping bags. Cameron grinned as he squeezed his eyes tight and thought of when Uncle Nik crawled in his sleeping bag.
Nikolas and Lucky stayed up late talking around the campfire. ENjoying the chance just to be away from everything and have some guy time. They talked about all they had gone through over the past several years. About how Emily and Elizabeth still mourned the death of Jason, which happened when Sonny went fully insane and killed him in a fit of rage. Not that CAmeron cared. He drifted off to sleep.
Cameorn began giggling when he heard uncle Nik complaining about how uncomfortable his sleeping bag was to sleep in.
"If this is roughing it, I think I prefer five star hotels."
Lucky heard Cameron. "Cam, I hear you. What did you do?"
Cameron continued to play like he was asleep.
"Cameron. What Did You Do?" Lucky asked again.
Cameron giggled again. "I put sticks under uncle Nik's sleeping bag." He said with a smile in his voice.
"Cameron!" Lucky chided, however amused he might be.
"OK, get up and now you get to sleep in it." Lucky switch the location of Cameron's sleeping bag with Niks. "You made your bed, you you can lie in it." He spoke the proverb.
"Cameron settled down on the uncomfortable spot. "Sorry uncle Nik. I was just trying to teach you about camping."
"It's ok, Cam. I forgive you. No go to bed."
And they all fell asleep although Cameron wasn't nearly so comfortable. But he was tough and he could rought it.
