Lost in Atmos~
Fi: Happy New year everybody! And by everyone I mean the people actually reading the story. Those who are not reading this, they can have a bad new year. Because they're bad.
Jess: Good way to greet everyone
Mel: I thought so. Well sorry for the wait for those who enjoy reading this attempt of a funny story. Oh and by the way; DIBS ON THE DISCLAIMER!
Fi: Oh God…
Mel: !%#WEDONOTOWNSTORMHAWKS~!&$$%!!%#$%USINGTHEMUSCLEASSEASIONING!$&ANDSAYGOODBYETOTENDONS%$%^$q!
Fi: … wow
Edit: YES, I do change perspective without noting it, and I did it, A LOT, I can't be bothered to change/fix it. I think it gives the story character and personality.
Camping with the Storm Hawks Part Three: Do Farts come with lumps?
(Let's do a pov to make it interesting…. Who's first on the alphabet… Fi!)
The next morning, was bleak. Rach refused to neither look at us nor come out of the tent. And the Storm Hawks looked us differently and would engage in very small talk. I know I hated the guy… but I don't think it's hit me that we… killed him. It was an accident! I could never kill a person… but it's just a realization that I have. Maybe we didn't take his death so seriously before because… we're in a cartoon, it's not real. But then, it is. It all gets realer by the day. When we wake up, and we're still here, and the emotions start to hit you. I know for a fact that Jess will never get over this. She's too innocent and sweet. I don't know how she's doing. But Rach is a mess. I've never seen her like this before. When I woke up, she was just starting at the roof of the tent. I wormed over to her in my sleeping bag, and just put my hand on hers and said:
'I'm sorry…' And she didn't do a thing. She didn't blink, she didn't flinch, and she didn't move a muscle; she just kept staring at the ceiling. I decided to leave her in peace with her thoughts, and I swear when I walked out I heard her whisper 'That doesn't change a thing'.
What did that mean? She doesn't believe us that is was an accident? She doesn't forgive us? It doesn't change what happened to Drake? I think all of it. Drake was a Gary-Stu. But that's why she liked him. To her, he was everything she wanted, and we took it away from her.
'Fi!' Mel yelled at me, breaking me out of my angsty thoughts.
'Sorry, what? I wasn't listening' I responded, as if I was on drugs.
'I KNOW. What do you want for breakfast?'
'I don't eat breakfast fool!'
'Well if you're offering, I'll have some toast!' Grinned Junko, he just appeared out of nowhere at the mention of breakfast.
'K' and Mel walked back into the little kitchen area of the tent.
'Morning Junko!' I greeted cheerily.
'Morning' he said barely acknowledging me. He just wanted food. For that… I'm not going to warn him about Mel's cooking!
Since Mel was taking so long I decided to attempt to make small talk with Junko.
'So what are your plans for the day?' I asked. He snapped out of his trance of Mel making his toast.
'Oh we don't know, just doing camping stuff, like hiking and preparing for tonight with a camp fire n' stuff.'
'Sounds like fun,' I grinned. I then came up with the idea that would cheer everyone up. And by everyone I mean me, and if it's going to cheer me up, it should cheer everyone else up. I love my logic, 'Hey, Junko are you guys up for some competition?'
He studied me for a second, taking in every detail of my expression, to predict my idea, 'What kind of competition?'
'A fire building one' I grinned at him.
'That… is… the best idea.' He grinned back. It's obvious Finn has been wearing off on him, in the show he didn't seem this competitive, 'What does the winner get?' Yeah, Finn has defiantly been wearing off on him.
'Uhmm… The losing team has to cater for the winning team,' I replied. I know this will work on him.
'DEAL!' He grabbed my hand and shock it enthusiastically, I'm pretty sure he ripped my arm out of my socket. That hurt.
'Here you go!' Mel came bounding over holding the toast samwich out in front of her, with an abnormally happy grin.
'What's on it?' Junko asked.
'Butter and Vegemite!'
'…'
'It's stuff from back home! Trust us!'
'Well last time we trusted you, you killed someone!' Junko regretted saying that as soon as he said it. He knew to make it up, he had to eat the alien stuff on the toast, 'I'm sorry… I…' Mel breathed in to say something, probably rude and hurtful to both Junko and Drake. I spoke before she could start ranting.
'It's ok Junko,' I smiled a forgiving smile, however that looks, 'Just eat the toast.' I was upset at him for making a statement like that, but I knew revenge would come with the sandwich toast. He smiled back and bit into the toast. As soon as he bit down on it, melted butter mixed with a GINOURMOUS amount vegemite began to spurt out all directions from the toast and drooled out the sides of Junko's mouth. The muscles in his face went limp. He just froze, as the taste oozed onto his tongue. There was butter-vegemite all over his chin and his upper lip, revenge is sweet.
'Is it possible if we can change our deal?' He asked. I just shook my head and smiled at him.
Nearing sunset
'Pass me that log!'
'Nononononono that's wrong, it needs to go here for height!'
'But then you'll ruin the opening!' We had been bickering for hours, building our super camp fire. This competition was turning very competitive, well on our side anyway. We even built it behind our tent so the Storm Hawks couldn't see it. Well… They could now as it is taller than the tent, but I don't think they're looking at ours. They've also adopted the same strategy, building the camp fire behind the tent.
'We'll have to take the tent down when we light this…' Mel said.
'Can you guys shut up?' We all heard someone curse behind us. Turned around to see Rachel standing there evil eyeing us. She had finally emerged from the tent.
'Rach!' Jess exclaimed and ran up to her and gave her a hug for the accomplishment of getting out of the tent.
'Sup fool' Mel greeted.
'Sup ho' Fi greeted. They both turned back building.
'What are you guys doing? What the…?' She asked as she analysed the MASSIVE pile of logs and sticks.
'We're having a competition with the others~'
'Whats this?' She asked pointing to a well built hole to the centre of the pile.
'That is the entrance, in the centre we've placed various crystals we've found in the forest, and put an enormous amount of leaves in there,' Fi exclaimed.
'Impressive, is it not?' Mel grinned.
'It is, but the wood is wet-' Rach was interrupted by Fi.
'That's what she said.' Rach chose to ignore her.
'The wood is wet, wet wood doesn't burn.'
'A) That's what she said again, and B) It maybe wet, but, it's not water it's oil from the Storm Hawks skimmers…'
Night time baby
The girls were at the Storm Hawks tent, awaiting them to light their fire. Although, they didn't know what to expect, seeing it was pitch black and couldn't see the structure of the build.
'3!
2!
1!' Finn counted down.
~SCHEEEEEECH~
A sudden explosion of light lit the area, revealing a very well built structure made out of wood. It was a proper camp fire, like the ones you see in pictures. The constant flames lit up the over-confident Storm Hawks grins.
'HA! That's not a fire, my kettle produces something better,' laughed Mel. The Storm Hawks' grins were no longer in existence.
'Fine, let's go see yours then!' The girls led the Storm Hawks to the centre of the field. Distance= Safety. Mel had gone to light the fire.
'10!' Screamed Fi, Jess and Rach.
'9!'
'9-' Fi was cut off from shock from standing in a pile of mud. At least from what she thought was mud.
'8!' Fi then realized that the mud turned out to be oil.
7!' Over the hill, appeared a figure running down, with a lit torch (With the fire, not the bulbs). The torch revealed Mel's maniacal face as she got closer to the build.
'6!' Fi then realized that the can she used to carry the oil in, had leaked from the skimmers, along the tree line, to the build.
'5!'
'STOP! STOP!' Fi ran forward flailing her arms, towards Mel. Mel couldn't hear, OR was ignoring her.
The countdown stopped, and Aerrow stopped Fi, trying to get a word out of her. But she just dragged everyone away from the tree line.
They stopped as soon as Mel reached the build and threw the torch into the opening, and ran. For a couple of seconds nothing, except the footsteps from Mel, until;
KABOOM
