I know this took quite a bit longer to update (please forgive me!), but I really wanted to put some more focus on the request fic I've been working on.

I've decided to answer questions from guest reviewers in the Author's Notes so I don't end up posting a bunch of reviews for my own story :-P
ILoveStyle: The Andertons aren't going to find out about Stan and Gary's relationship too soon. There might be some subtle clues along the way, but nothing really obvious.

Kyle & Francis's Egg-cellent Adventure

Kyle and Francis were scouring the forest floor in search of items on their scavenger list.

"Kyle, over here!" Francis called from a few yards away. "Do you think this is an opal?" He pointed to a small, light blue, oval-shaped object on the ground.

"Hmm…" Kyle crouched down to get a closer look. "Hey, it's a robin's egg! Is that on our list?"

Francis double-checked the paper. "No, but it could be on another team's."

"Or it could've fallen out of one of these trees," Kyle speculated.

"What should we do with it?"

Kyle thought for a second. "I think we should leave it for now in case it's part of the scavenger hunt. Then we can ask Rabbi Schwartz about it when we get back."

"Works for me. Maybe we should try looking for something else," Francis suggested. "We aren't having much luck with the opal right now."

"Well, what's next on the list?"

"The Magen David dangling from a low-hanging tree branch," he answered.

"That's gotta be hard to miss."

…

"Better gather a few more stones, Ishmael," said Shlomo. "Matthew, we could use one more bundle of sticks. Pull out those extra blankets, Joseph. Ike, are you ready with those colored pipe cleaners?"

"Buh buh buh!" he bounced over.

"Good. OK, Squirts, listen up: once all our sticks are here, we'll start tying them together with the pipe cleaners to make a fort. Then we'll drape the blankets over the fort and hold them down with the stones."

Matthew raised his hand.

"Yes, Matthew?"

"Why?" he asked.

"Because we'll need a place to hide out while we wait for Bigfoot to make an appearance. If he sees us, he might get scared off."

"Guys out there is hurted," Ike added.

"Or he could attack us—that's right, Ike. So we have to be on our toes." Suddenly, Shlomo heard dead leaves rustling. "Uh oh. Quick, everybody under the blankets."

Once they were all safely hidden from view, they saw a pair of shoes walking by. "Hello?" the person called out. "Are you still behind me? I dropped by glasses and I can't really see where I'm going. Oh Jesus, I sure hope we're not too far from camp…" he mumbled as he wandered off.

"Phew," Shlomo wiped his brow. "False alarm, Squirts. Now, let's get back to building our fort!" he said excitedly.

…

By early evening, the scavenger hunt was over. After all the objects were accounted for, Kyle and Francis approached Rabbi Schwartz.

"How can I help you boys?" he asked.

"We were wondering if anyone's list of items included a robin's egg," said Kyle.

"That would've been a good addition to the hunt. But no, it wasn't on any of the lists. Why do you ask?"

"We found one in the forest this morning," Francis answered.

"It must have come from a nest out there." The rabbi shook his head. "It's a sad fact of life, boys—not all God's creatures truly are given a fair chance to survive."

"But there has to be something we can do to help," Kyle protested.

"I'm afraid not. It'll be dark soon and I can't have you walking around the woods at night—it's too dangerous. Now, go pick out some food to cook over the fire."

"Dude, there's no way we can leave that egg alone," Kyle whispered to Francis as they walked toward the coolers.

"But Rabbi Schwartz won't let us go back."

"Well, we'll just have to sneak out. We'll wait 'til everyone's asleep, then we'll go and rescue that unborn robin!"

…

When they were sure nobody else was awake that night, Kyle and Francis quietly crept out of their tent. They waited until they were in the forest to turn on their flashlights so as not to rouse anyone.

"This is the place," Kyle said when they got there following their compass.

"And there's the egg," Francis pointed his flashlight downward, while Kyle pointed his into the trees.

"There's a nest," he stopped. "It looks like the only one in this area. That must be where it fell from."

"How will we get it back up there?"

Kyle saw another tree branch a few feet below the one that the nest was perched upon. "We still have our satchel from the scavenger hunt—we can carry the egg in that while we climb up to the lower branch. It isn't too far from the ground."

"Got it," Francis nodded.

They stored the egg safely in the satchel, which Kyle hung around his neck by the drawstring. Then they carefully made their way up to the lower branch.

"All right," Kyle continued, "give me a boost up to the next one and I'll place the egg back in its nest."

They both stood up on the branch, and Francis lifted Kyle up. Kyle crawled along the top branch over to the nest and gently lay the egg down next to two other identical robin's eggs. "There you go," he said to the parents. Then he crawled back directly over Francis, who put his arms up to help bring Kyle back down, and the two of them slowly climbed back down to the ground.

"That worked out great!" Francis commented. "You had a pretty good handle on the situation."

"I must've gotten it from when Stan and I took care of that egg in school. I guess I actually learned something in Garrison's class after all."

"Oh, thank God!" came a familiar, irritating voice. "I thought I'd be lost forever."

"Great," Kyle rolled his eyes. "What are you doing out here?"

"Oh, it was terrible, cousin Kyle! During the scavenger hunt, my tent mate suggested we look in a different part of the woods. He said he'd be right behind me, but then my glasses fell off and I guess he forgot about me. By the time I found them, he was gone and so was our compass. I've been wandering around aimlessly for hours."

"Well, I guess he'll have to put up with you tonight after leaving you stranded. Come on, we're heading back now."

As the three of them tiptoed back into the campsite, they were suddenly face to face with a flashlight held by Rabbi Schwartz.

FYI, Magen David is the Hebrew name for the Star of David (or Shield of David).

SPECIAL NOTE: A FanFic friend of mine who I've beta'd for asked me to speak out against the new incarnation of the SOPA bill (sorry if you already saw this notice in the companion side fic to this one, but he asked me to post it with all my stories).
From what I've read, the bill would make it a felony to illegally stream copyrighted material, instead of just a misdemeanor. This would affect anybody singing cover songs on YouTube trying to get their name out there, and, according to my friend, would also affect other fan uploads (like stuff on deviantART, for instance).
There have been some great things to come out of the current U.S. Administration, but this is definitely not one of them. Stay alert, and share your voice in opposing this outrageous act!