Hey guys! Thanks for the lovely reviews, and HOA thoughts. You guys are my people….no one else understands my Peddie feelings. And it's Peddie one shot week, I was too excited to wait, so I decided to post today. Now without further ado, I give you "Poison Ivy"

Eddie's POV

It was a pleasant fall day, the trees full of brightly colored leaves, which also lay upon the ground. Sun rays broke through the canopy of trees, and laughter echoed throughout the woods.

Though laughing isn't what I feel like doing. Though Yacker seems to be doing it for me.

My genius father decided to have a school retreat. And by retreat, he means making sleep outside in the woods for a night and "bond". I'd prefer him to just line us up in the hall, and pelt us with tennis balls.

But no, it was nearly 5 o'clock, and I was collapsed in the middle of the clearing, surrounded by parts of the Anubis boys' tent. Though I didn't seem to be doing the worst, because Fabian was still trying( and failing) to put our temporary shelter together, all while keeping his cool in front of a laughing Nina.

"I-I g-got this. B-been camping l-loads of times." Fabian stuttered, trying to bend a rod to fit into a peg.

"Whatever you say Fabes." Nina said, joining the rest of the girls around the fire pit.

"Oh I give up!" Alfie exclaimed, collapsing dramatically on the ground "Why don't we just sleep under the stars for a night?"

"Beau!" Amber shouted, annoyingly loud "All the mosquitoes! That would be completely terrible for my complexion."

"Move over boys." Patricia said, pushing us a side, and beginning to work on the tent "This is a job for someone with half a brain."

Ten minutes later, one tent was put together, which Amber promptly filled with all of her bags, simply stating:

"These are designer."

After giving Jerome and Fabian a lesson in tent-building-101, the last tent had been built successfully.

Of course, now we had a dilemma. Ten people. One tent.

"Guess were all gonna be even closer after tonight." Patricia said smartly, earning a groan from the entire group.

"Let's not worry about it now guys. We've got a whole night to spend together. "I groaned again at that, but seeing I was the only one not in the bonding mood, I coughed embarrassingly and received a glare from everyone else. Yeesh, tough crowd.

Soon after my awkward slip-up, Fabian split us all up to get supplies. Yacker and I were on firewood duty, oh joy.

Together, we silently ventured further into the forest, searching for stray branches and twigs.

After who knows how long, we had a decent amount of kindling, and the sun had begun to set. I looked past the falling ball of fire, and towards my Yacker…..

Patricia's POV

Ugh. It's late, it's cold, and I am just plain tired. Weasel and I had been scouring the forest for almost half and hour and I have more splinters now than I've had my entire life.

I shivered. Why in the world did I think shorts and a tank top would be appropriate for a night in the woods? I turned my head, and saw Eddie staring at me.

"Close your mouth doofus, you'll catch flies." I said with a smirk.

"You just look-"he started, before fading slightly read and clearing his throat "Cold, y-yeah you look cold."

"Well, it's my stupid clothes, or lack-there-of." I said gesturing to my nearly bare legs and arms.

"That is definitely not stupid." He said with a goofy grin, eyes scanning my body, well until I slapped him that is.

"Not the point!" I spat out angrily.

"Jeez Yacker." He said, exasperated "Take my jacket."

I took, the familiar warm leather material from his hands, and slipped over my shoulders, savoring the warmth.

"Thanks." I muttered, looking towards him. He seemed a little cold with bare arms, but come on, tough guy will live. Besides at this point in time he was actually smarter than me. He wore full length jeans.

He put his arms around me and leaned in closer, for "heat" he mentioned while doing so.

We stayed like this for a few minutes, each of us shivering occasionally and scooting in closer. After the comfortable silence had descended for a few minutes, Eddie said:

"I was going to say you look beautiful, but I didn't know if that was to cliché."

"I think I can deal with it, because of the compliment." I said, laughing softly, and leaning in for a kiss.

Our lips met and the familiar fireworks burst. I tangled my hands into his short blonde hair as he pulled me closer. Then I lost my balance and tumbled backward off the log we were sitting on, bringing Eddie with me.

We fell into a patch of leaves, and both burst out laughing, before Eddie said "not ideal…..but this works" and resumed our outdoorsy make out session.

Something was off though, the fireworks were still there but some sort of itching feeling was begging to overcome it.

We broke away, and I said "Do you feel….?" And that's when I noticed it. The familiar green, three-petatled leaf. Poison Ivy.

I scrambled up, yanking Eddie with me. He seemed confused for a minute, before the itching sensation caught up with him, and his face paled with realization.

We made our way back to camp, painfully ignoring the ivy-based-itch, and dropping the wood down before joining our housemates in the tent, scratching the night away.

In retrospect, neither of us was very smart that day. Did you know poison ivy was contagious? Because Eddie and I sure didn't. Though I guess, in some sick twisted way, Sweetie's plan did work out. Because our house really did some serious bonding that trip.

In the Infirmary.

Over the largest case of poison ivy in Liverpool history.

Okay then. Done. Hope you like it, sorry if you don't! Don't forget to review, prompt, favorite, and follow. Like I said last chapter, I'll be REALLY busy the next few weeks, so I may or may not post again. Don't fear my lovelies, for I have lots of plans for this story. Lots. (Is this where I do my evil laugh now?) Anyway, goodbye fanfictioneers!