a/n: mwahaha! an update! grr! roar! arghhh!
sorry having a moment! but anyway i was definitely laughing my butt off when i wrote this chappy so i hope its as funny for you as it was me!
ps: CUPCAKES TO ALL THAT REVIEWED!!!....bran muffins for those who didn't. (evil grin)

"OH! Buffalo Bill won't you come out tonight, won't you come out tonight, won't you come out tonight? Buffalo Bill won't you come out tonight? And dance by the light of the moon!" Darrel singing was enough to make Blaze howl as they all sat around a mini bon-fire. Everyone laughed at the duet and plugged their ears.

"Darrel for the love of God please stop!" Jen called.

"Have mercy, have mercy!" Sam yelled right after, collapsing in a fit of giggles along with Tara, and Jen. Allie smiled and poked the fire with her roasting stick.

"You guys are just jealous that your singing skills will never match mine," Darrel retorted acting offended. "Gentlemen, won't you join me in a song? OH—"

"No!" Everyone yelled simultaneously and then laughed at Darrel's disappointed frown.

He shrugged. "Your loss."

"Sure, sure. Now who wants some s'mores?" Sam asked unloading her bag there was a chorus of 'I do's, and someone tugging on her shirt. Sam looked over at Allie who seemed perplexed and embarrassed.

"Um Sam, what's a…somemore?" She asked in a hushed whisper.

Sam tried to mask her shock and amusement. "A s'more? You mean you've never had one?"

"Sam! We are going to get drinks want something?" Tara asked. Sam looked up and saw that they were are standing. Perfect.

"Yeah, I'll have a water."

"Me too…please," Allie all but squeaked out and watched as they left. She sighed when they were out of ear shot then turned back to Sam.

"Frankly, I've never even heard of it," she confided.

"Well then you are about to experience its ultimate deliciousness!" Sam announced tearing open the bags and stabbing a marshmallow onto a roaster. She handed it to Allie then did the same with hers.

"First we roast the marshmallow till it's hot and gooey," Sam yelped when hers caught fire and quickly blew it out. Allie made a face and did the same thing—minus the yelping. Sam smiled.

"Then we take two gram crackers, lots of chocolate, and smoosh it all together to make a yummy sticky delicious—," she took a bite out of hers and sighed. "Sh'more," she finished with a mouthful and urged Allie to take a bite of hers.

She shrugged and took a dainty bite. Sam watched her as she chewed like she was some science experiment. Allie swallowed, looked at Sam surprised, and then took a giant bite getting chocolate all over her face.

"This…is…amazing!" She said between bites. Sam smiled and handed her a napkin.

"Told you…you really never had one?" She wiped her own face with a napkin and handed Allie another marshmallow.

"Never…," she hesitated like she wanted to say more; finally with a sigh she twirled her marshmallow roaster. "It's just…we never…well me and my mom that is, or really anyone…we never did anything like this."

"Really? You never went camping and made s'mores while all the bugs ate you alive?" Sam immediately felt guilty after asking. Of course she hasn't. Unlike herself Allie wasn't privileged with a happy home life.

Allie poked her marshmallow avoiding Sam's gaze. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears that Sam knew she would never let fall in front of everyone. It must be tough to have to act so strong.

"No never. Can you hand me the gram crackers?"

Well…that was the end of that.

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Sam worked on cleaning everything up after the HARP kids had went to bed. It was so frustrating, sometimes she felt like Allie was letting her in and then—slam! The door of opportunity smashes her nose into her skull. She kicked one of the smoldering logs in frustration causing it to send up a cloud of ashes.

"What's it now?" Sam startled as Jen came up behind her and took the trash from her hands.

"Allie's never been camping."

Jen looked puzzled. "Ok…"

"She's never even had a s'more let alone heard of it until tonight!" Sam hissed furiously.

Jen sighed, she knew what was going on but before she could say anything she saw that light bulb look go off on her face.

"I know! We'll all go camping! It'll be great. We can teach them survival skills and maybe they can even ride to the camp site if everything goes well. We can tell childhood stories and—"

"Sam…"

"Make even more s'mores and—"

"Samantha…"

"Get eating by all the bugs it can be great oh and—"

"Sam!" Jen yelled this time to stop her rambling. "Don't you think you are getting a little ahead of yourself? I know you want to help but…camping?"

"What's wrong with camping? It's a great life experience."

Jen sighed. "Sam I think you are getting to emotionally attached to Allie's past."

Sam fumed. "I am not! I just want these kids to experience things they never got to…I want them to be able to be kids and stop worrying all the time."

"News flash Sam: they are practically adults. Hell, Ricky is older than you!" Jen half yelled back at her.

"So what? Because of that they aren't aloud to go camping? I'm sorry I didn't realize there was an age limit on camping."

Sam's sarcasm seemed to really tick Jen off, she shoved her glasses higher onto her nose.

"It's not about the damn camping Sam! It's about you neglecting the other kids needs to help just one. You know why? Because she's your puzzle that you have to figure out."

"What?! That's the most idiotic thing I've heard all night and that's saying something since Darrel was here."

"Sam? Jen? What are you two yelling about?" Jake quickly walked up to them along with Darrel.

Sam stomped her foot like she was two and pointed at Jen. "This bozo here suddenly thinks I'm getting emotionally attached because I suggested a camping trip."

"Bozo? Really Sam? Your intellect is astounding."

"I'm sorry you want big words? Fine! Nincompoop!"

Jen mocked an applause. "Like I said astounding."

"Birdbrain!"

Jen glared. "Blockhead!"

"Ninny!"

"Dunce!"

"Nitwit!"

"Numbskull!"

"Uh…boob!"

"Ignoramus."

Sam glared. "What did you just call me?"

"Get a dictionary and look it up schlemiel."

"That's not fair I have a D in English!"

Jen snorted. "Exactly!"

"Would you two shut it?!" Jake pushed them apart and Sam just noticed they were actually nose to nose.

"Where's the popcorn?"

"Shut up Darrel!" They all yelled in unison. Jake looked down on both of them.

"Don't you think you guys are getting a little carried away over something so trivial?"

"Even your whipping boy has a more advance vocabulary then you."

"I'm going to ignore that Jen," Jake growled giving them both a shove. Sam ignored him.

"Your one to talk seeing your boyfriend in the most moronic in all Nevada!"

"Hey what how did I get dragged into this?" Darrel asked offended.

"Shut up Darrel!"

He backed away in mock surrender.

"Honestly. You two are acting extremely immature. Aren't you best friends?" He looked at Jen and she looked away. "And aren't you two the people who need to act mature and set an example," he looked at Sam.

"Besides it was just a suggestion that started all this, isn't that sort of ridiculous?"

Jen sighed. "You're right. I'm sorry Sam it's just—crap my moms calling," she pulled out her cell phone and said a few words before flipping it closed. She walked past Jake and gave Sam a hug. "I'll explain it later but right now my mom is super pissed I'm not home yet. You'll probably think it's silly."

"Of course I wouldn't," Sam hugged her back.

"Sheesh, what a bunch of dunderheads."

"Shut up Darrel!"

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