WOW this took a long time to update :/ Whoops. I'm sorry AGAIN. I'm so bad at updating this stuff :c
This chapter was going to be like "silly fun-time stuff" in my head, and then it turned out creepy for some reason xD
Without further ado, here's The Fellowship Goes to Camp!
Heather was woken up by a shard of glass piercing her forehead.
'WHAT THE SHIT,' she screeched, leaping up from the ground. 'BLOODY HELL.'
'Oopses,' Gollum said.
'WHAT DID YOU DO?!' Heather screamed, pulling the glass out of her skin.
'We has glass in our footses, so we yanks it out, see? And then it goes flying!' Gollum responded cheerfully.
'You mean…that glass was in your foot?'
'Yes, precious.'
'GOLLUM'S BLOOD HAS CONTAMINATED MIIIINE!' Heather bellowed.
'Would you shut up?' Legolas asked politely.
'NO.'
'Heather, I'm sure you're fine,' Amanda said blearily. She looked up at Heather. In the dim light, she could see a large amount of blood pouring down Heather's face like a waterfall. 'I-I'm sure you're fine…head wounds bleed a lot!'
'I'm going to die from either becoming a mutant like Gollum or from loss of blood,' Heather groaned.
'Good,' Legolas snapped. 'Now let me sleep.'
Heather grimaced and walked towards the elf. She then shouted and kicked at him.
'Oh dear…I think you bruised my arm,' Legolas said in mock-anxiety.
'Whatever,' Heather mumbled. 'I hope your arm bone breaks suddenly and pieces of bone go into your bloodstream and get sucked up into your heart and THEN YOU DIE.'
'…"sucked up into your heart"?' Amanda quoted, raising an eyebrow.
'Like a vacuum,' Heather explained, tearing the sleeve of her shirt into a strip. She tied it around her head to stop the bleeding.
'Like a vacuum…' Amanda repeated. 'Okay then, Heather…'
'OR HOWEVER A HEART WORKS!' Heather screeched. 'Sometimes I don't pay attention in class, okay?'
'Evidently,' Amanda grinned. Then the world became brighter.
'I don't even need to scream anymore!' Heather exclaimed.
'Good,' Legolas said. 'My ears don't like yelling…'
'WELCOME TO CAMP!' suddenly several people yelled very loudly.
Heather chuckled as Legolas keeled over in pain.
The large group of people then began singing a very mangled, off-key version of "We Will Rock You" with a lot of camp references.
Amanda looked around. They were surrounded by forest. A small trail went off into the woods to their left. The group of people singing were dressed in a blinding orange colour and had a camp flag that they were waving around on a stick.
'WELCOME TO CAMP POMME DE TERRE!' the group shouted after the song was done.
'Welcome to camp…potato?' Heather translated slowly.
'That would explain the part in the song about French fries…' Amanda muttered.
'COME WITH US, NEW CAMPERS!' the group bellowed, starting towards the trail.
'Do you guys have to yell?' Legolas groaned.
'YES!' the group screeched.
'Of course,' Legolas sighed.
Not knowing what else to do, The Fellowship followed the very orange crowd before them. The trail was lit with bright pink lanterns that contained fake candles. Mosquito netting was stapled overhead of them to the branches of trees.
'Well…this looks like this will be interesting…' Heather said, staring at a pair of green maracas hanging from a tree branch with a tag reading "FOR ALFONSO THE SQUIRREL" in blue ink.
'Where are we?' Frodo asked Amanda.
Before Amanda could answer, the orange group in front of them stopped suddenly and freakily spun around.
'YOU ARE AT CAMP POMME DE TERRE!' one of them shouted, waving their arms around.
'WHERE THERE IS CLEAN AIR!' another said, starting to flail around as well.
'AND NO DESPAIR!' a third person screeched before thrashing about.
'AND LOT'S OF…HAIR!' the group shouted, pointing to a purple wig that was lodged up in a tree. They then turned around as if nothing had happened and then started off again.
'Well…we found you some hair, Leggy,' Heather said at length.
'What…what just happened…?' Amanda said, confused.
'I still don't know where we are…' Frodo sighed. At that, the group up ahead stopped and whipped around again.
'LOCATED ON LAKE BEIGNETS DE CRABE!' one of them screamed before starting to flap their legs around.
'BECAUSE WE ARE FAB!' another cried out before doing the weird leg dance.
'AND NOT DRAB!' one other yelled before getting so into the leg dance that they fell down.
'AND WE DON'T STAB!' the others joined in, pointing now to a knife stuck in another tree. They then turned around again. The person on the ground crawled army-style to keep up.
'What the shit…?' Heather asked. 'Frodo, don't ask any more questions, okay?'
'Okay…' Frodo said, looking disturbed.
'Maybe we should run…' Heather suggested to Amanda. Suddenly the group ahead stopped. Slowly they turned, staring at Heather. 'Oh…oh, great…'
'Leave?' one of the group members asked quietly. Their orange shirt had the word "LEADER" on it in bright yellow. 'Leave and go into the woods?'
'There are bears in the woods!' another person said.
'And snakes!' another chimed in.
'And cougars!'
'And poisonous snakes!'
'And…and poison ivy!'
'Come with us,' the leader said solemnly.
'Um…no thanks,' Heather said quickly.
'NOW!' the leader suddenly barked angrily, and the rest of the group stamped their feet and hissed.
'Shit shit shit shit okay!' Heather whispered in a small voice as she stumbled forwards. She looked back at The Fellowship. Even Legolas looked like he pitied her.
Heather arrived next to the group of orange people. They swarmed her and started off at a march, hitting trees with their hands as they went, creating some weird rhythm.
'This is getting creepy,' Amanda said with wide eyes.
'I'm scared,' Merry and Pippin said in unison. Frodo and Sam nodded.
'Well, we have to go save Heather,' Amanda decided. 'Then we can sneak off…'
'But we don'ts want to save Heather,' Gollum said grimly.
'Too bad,' Amanda said sharply before she started to walk again.
Eventually the path led into a huge clearing full of cabins. The orange group split up. Two people and the camp leader led Heather to a medium sized brick building. They appeared to be dragging her by her arms. The rest turned to The Fellowship.
'CAMP POMME DE TERRE IS REALLY FUN!' half of the group sang, nodding their heads. They were smiling as if nothing strange had happened on the path.
'THE FUN HERE IS NEVER DONE!' the other half cried out, bopping their heads too.
'THERE'S A LOT OF SUN!'
'AND A LOT OF FUN!' one of the members sang. The rest of the orange people turned on them.
'FREDRICK!' they screeched. 'YOU ALWAYS MESS UP YOUR SOLO! "FUN" HAS ALREADY BEEN SUNG!'
'Oh!' Fredrick realised. 'I…I mean…AND A LOT OF…I forget…'
'GO TO THE CABIN OF SHAME!' the rest of the group yelled. Fredrick flinched at the name.
'No. No, please, not the Cabin of Shame!' Fredrick pleaded. Two members of the group broke off and grabbed Fredrick by the arms. 'NO! NOOOOO!'
They then dragged Fredrick away.
'LET'S GO TO THE MESS HALL!' the remainder of the group shouted cheerfully. They strolled towards the largest building and held open the doors. The Fellowship nervously entered.
The room was full of wood. The floors were wood. The walls were wood. The ceiling was wood and had wooden canoes hanging from it. The tables and chairs were wood. The only things that seemed to not be wood were the windows which had wooden canoe paddles nailed over them.
So that no one can escape, Amanda thought anxiously as The Fellowship sat down at a table.
'Hello everyone!' the camp leader suddenly burst in through the wooden doors. 'Welcome to our camp!'
Amanda then realised that he had blood on his hands. Aragorn apparently noticed too, because he placed a hand of the hilt of his sword expectantly.
'What have you done to Heather?' Amanda asked, her voice trembling. The camp leader looked annoyed.
'You'll see,' he said with a frown. He then plastered a smile onto his face. 'NOW, HOW ABOUT SOME CAMP RULES?!'
He pulled a paper from his backpack and cleared his throat.
'Alright. Don't go into the forest. Don't climb onto tables. Don't swallow knives…or anything else that isn't edible, please. Don't go and eat the mushrooms in the forest. They're poisonous and you'll die, so please don't eat them; the camp already has enough dead bodies hidden! You have no idea how much Febreze we go through to cover up the smell…' the camp leader laughed. Amanda really hoped that he was joking. 'Right. Don't throw up in the cabins. Don't pee in the cabins…'
At this he sighed. 'Nobody ever seems to listen to that rule…'
Suddenly a bell rang outside. He gave a jump and ended up tearing the rule sheet in half. He looked at it and then started to blurt out swears. He stomped outside, followed by the group of people wearing orange. For some reason, they were making butterfly motions with their hands.
'This place is beyond sketchy…' Amanda said, letting out her breath. 'Did anyone else besides Aragorn see that he had blood on his hands? I really hope that Heather is okay…'
Suddenly there was a murmur outside. Huge crowds of kids and teenagers poured into the mess hall. They quickly sat down at the tables and picked up the wooden forks. They started banging them on the tables.
'FOOD! FOOD! FOOD!' they shouted.
The front door burst open and people with trolleys walked in. They lazily slid plates of food onto the tables.
'I don't trust the food here,' Amanda said, poking at the salad that had just glided onto their table.
'THIS COULD BE HEATHER!' Pippin screeched in outrage as he was served a basket of chicken legs.
'Um…right,' Amanda said, not wanting to tell the hobbit that a human couldn't possibly be made into chicken legs.
Suddenly the leader burst back into the room. The talking in the mess hall faltered as he stalked towards The Fellowship.
'Come with me,' he said through his teeth. Amanda now noticed that there was blood on his shirt now.
He stomped out of the mess hall, followed nervously by The Fellowship. He led them past several cabins until he stopped in front of a bright yellow one.
'This is your cabin,' he said grimly. 'You sleep in here. One of you, however, won't fit in this cabin and will have to sleep somewhere else.'
'We'll manage fine! One of us can sleep on the floor,' Amanda said quickly.
'You…you don't want to sleep on the floor of your cabin. Remember how no one listens to "Don't pee in the cabins"?' the leader said grimly. Then a smile flickered across his face. 'I've already chosen who won't be sleeping your cabin.'
He then strode away.
'Let's go inside,' Amanda decided. She walked towards the door and opened it. There, sitting on a cot with a thick bandage around her head was – 'HEATHER!'
'Go awaaaaaaay,' Heather grumbled miserably. 'Leave me to diiiiiie.'
'Heather, we were so worried!' Amanda said as the rest of The Fellowship piled into the room.
'We weren't,' Gollum pointed out.
'What happened? That leader…he had blood all over him!' Amanda said. Heather laughed, but was frowning.
'I'll start from the beginning,' Heather sighed. 'They dragged me to the nurse's building to "analyze my brain". I have no idea. I guess they thought I was unstable…?'
'I wonder why they would think that,' Legolas said, glancing pointedly back and forth from Heather's hair to her flip-flops.
'Anyways, when we went inside, we found the nurse completely drunk. She then kinda passed out, so the leader (his name is Seth) just pushed her into a closet as if this was a normal occurrence. So, anyways, I'm freaked out and I'm looking around for exits, but the windows are all barred. Then the bandage that I made for my head falls off and Seth looks at my head and starts swearing. He grabs a first aid kit and tries to bandage my head. That's why he got blood on his hands. After the bandage gets on, he yells at me to stay put. He then heads out. Eventually Seth comes back with a ripped paper and he's really angry. Then, of course, my bandage falls off, so he has to redo it. That's when the blood went on his shirt.'
Heather gave a genuine grin. 'He was soooo pissed off. This time it was funny, though. "I JUST GOT THIS SHIRT CLEANED YESTERDAY!" He sounded like a toddler. Then he took me to this cabin and…'
Heather's face fell.
'What?' Amanda asked. 'What happened?'
'Did he tell you that he has to split us up because one of us won't fit into this cabin?' Heather asked quietly.
'Yeah – oh, Heather, no,' Amanda said, realising what this meant.
'I'm going into a girl's cabin. A girl's cabin. I bet they're going to be just talking about boys and celebrities all night or something. I'm going to die,' Heather groaned.
'Oh, Heather, that…that really sucks,' Amanda sighed.
'That isn't all,' Heather frowned. 'There are camp activities that happen, right? Well, you participate in camp activities with your cabinmates…'
Heather held up a page. 'Seth gave this to me, along with some other copies. It's the schedule…'
She tossed Amanda the rest of the pages. Amanda looked down. After lunch, the "yellow" cabin (she assumed that was them) got to go fishing at the docks.
'My cabin is pink,' Heather said. 'I'm going canoeing.'
'That's not too bad!' Amanda said optimistically.
'Amanda, I'm going to be stuck in a small area with chatty teenage girls in the middle of a lake,' Heather said through clenched teeth.
'Maybe they won't be chatty! Maybe they'll be nerdy, like you,' Amanda said.
'I don't have hope,' Heather sighed.
Suddenly another bell rang.
'That probably means that the activities are going to start soon,' said Amanda.
'Can I just stay in here?' Heather asked hopefully.
'Seth will find you,' Amanda said.
'Or maybe I can just go run into the woods…'
'Seth will find you.'
Heather made a noise in the back of her throat and got up. 'Fine. Let's go.'
She stomped out of the room, followed by The Fellowship. A large group of campers was formed outside of the mess hall. Seth was there, holding a clipboard.
'Okay, green cabin?' he called out.
A group of five jumped around and cheered. 'GREEN IS THE BEST, GREEN IS BETTER THAN THE REST!'
'Greens, you go to the cliff,' Seth said. He grinned as the green cabin's faces fell.
'But -,' they started. Seth coughed and they stopped talking.
'Pink cabin?' Seth said.
'PINK IS CUTE, PINK IS FUN, PINK IS THE COLOUR OF YOUR SKIN IF YOU STAY OUT IN THE SUN!' a group of teenage girls sang in different pitches.
'Kill me now,' Heather breathed.
'You girls are going canoeing,' Seth said. He looked over at Heather. 'All of you.'
Heather slowly made her way over to the girls. They looked at her shoes and started to giggle. Amanda could hear Heather sighing.
'Yellow cabin…' Seth said, staring at The Fellowship. There was silence.
'Oh…we need a cheer,' Amanda said. 'Erm…go yellow!'
The crowd started to laugh eerily. Seth waved his hand and they stopped at once. 'Nice cheer. You're going fishing at the docks.'
There was an intake of breath. No one was smiling now.
'That sounds…fun,' Amanda said. She looked at the rest of the campers. They were shaking their heads "no". 'Or…or not…'
Seth read out the rest of the activities. Then the group dispersed. As The Fellowship headed down a path labelled "DOCKS", they heard a bloodcurdling scream from a nearby cabin.
'WHAT WAS THAT?!' Pippin shrieked.
'Someone screaming,' Legolas said, trying to sound snide. He ended up just sounding like he was creeped out.
'Let's just go,' Amanda said. They quickly walked down the trail.
They reached the docks in a few minutes. There was a pile of tangled fishing rods and an old tackle box at the end of the dock. The lake that the dock sat on was beautiful and surrounded by trees and rock. Next to the dock sat a sign labelled "DANGER – WILD SNA". The rest of the sign was missing.
'We loves fishing!' Gollum said happily, grabbing at a fishing rod. He lifted it up, and brought all of the other fishing rods along with it. 'They is attached!'
'The lines are twisted,' Amanda pointed out. 'Boromir, untie those if you will.'
'What's this?' Pippin asked as Boromir took the rods. He held up a fishing hook.
'A…hook…?' Amanda said slowly. 'Don't stab yourself on it.'
Naturally, Pippin stabbed himself on it.
'I'M GOING TO DIIIIIE!' Pippin screamed as he flailed his arm around.
'Pippin, calm down!' Amanda sighed. She grabbed his hand and took out the hook, which was barely in his skin. 'There. Stop freaking out!'
'My poor hand,' Pippin said. 'I damage it a lot…'
Suddenly, from out on the clear blue lake, there came a sound of shouting. A bright red canoe was seen leaving the shore from a different dock. Heather's voice could be heard.
'YOU'RE PADDLING BACKWARDS!' she screamed. 'NO, NO, NO – YOU'RE GOING TO HIT THAT TREE! PADDLE ON THE OTHER SIDE! THE OTHER SIDE!'
There was a crunching sound, followed by Heather shrieking out swears.
'Erm…I'm glad I'm not on that canoe,' Amanda said.
'Here,' Boromir suddenly said, holding out the untangled fishing rods. Gollum snatched one up.
'Dwarves are superior fishermen,' Gimli said to no one in particular, grabbing a rod.
'I bet I'll catch more fish than you,' Legolas said proudly, grabbing another rod.
'WE SHALL SEE!' Gimli said.
'Wormses – we needs wormses to fish, gollum!' Gollum muttered to himself.
'Here – have a lure,' Amanda said, handing him a Rapala.
'What's a lure, precious?' Gollum asked suspiciously.
'You use it instead of bait,' Amanda explained. She took the hook off of Gollum's rod and attached the lure. 'Now, cast!'
Gollum, not knowing how to use a modern fishing rod, forgot to release the bail arm when casting. The lure was flung at the water, the line became taut, and then it flew back at the company.
'IT IS IN MY HAAAIR!' Pippin shrieked as the Rapala fixed itself in his curls. He started to run around.
'PIPPIN, STOP MOVING!' Amanda commanded. Pippin stopped running around long enough for Amanda to yank the lure out of his hair. 'Okay – everyone is getting lessons on how to use a modern fishing rod!'
By the time The Fellowship knew how to use a fishing rod, Heather's red canoe was in the centre of the lake. She could still be heard yelling occasionally, and the lake was so calm that the other girls' tranquil voices could be heard.
'DO NOT LOOK AT YOUR REFLECTION IN THE WATER!' Heather shouted.
'I just wanted to see if my hair was okay,' came the peaceful reply. 'Don't freak out so much!'
'Ooh, look, a fish just jumped!' another person said. The canoe could be seen leaning precariously.
'DON'T TIP THE CANOE!'
'Geez, Heathrow…or whatever your name is…I was just pointing!'
'Oh no!' a worried voice called out.
'GET IT. GET IT. GET IIIIIT!' Heather shouted. From far away, it looked like a piece of wood was floating away from the canoe. It was actually a paddle.
'I'll get it!' one of the girls decided heroically. She stood up in the canoe.
'NEVER. STAND. UP. IN. A. CANOOOOE!' Heather screamed. Her final cries were cut short as the canoe tipped over, sending them all into the water.
'That looks like it's going…well,' Amanda said unsurely as the girls surfaced out in the lake. Heather could be seen trying to claw her way up onto the overturned canoe, screaming swears as she went.
'WE CAUGHTS A FISHSES!' Gollum shouted in delight. He reeled the line in, and a rock bass came hurtling out of the lake. It slapped Aragorn in the face, hit Pippin's poor, damaged hand, and then smacked onto the dock where it flapped about uselessly.
'Good job, Gollum!' Amanda said. She bent over to take the lure out.
'OUR FISHSES!' Gollum shrieked. He dived at Amanda and ended up slipping off of the dock. He fell straight into the water.
'I'm just getting the hook out,' Amanda told him. Gollum screeched. 'There's nothing to be angry about!'
It was at this point that Amanda realised that Gollum was screeching at her. It was at least fifty centimetres across, and was currently trying to swallow Gollum's leg.
Amanda and Heather both shouted the same thing at the same time. 'SNAPPING TURTLE!'
Amanda shouted it because a snapping turtle was biting at Gollum. Heather shouted it because a very large snapping turtle had pulled itself up onto their overturned canoe.
Gollum shouted and went underwater. He surfaced with a rock that he tried to bludgeon the turtle with, but he kept on missing. In a flash of "brilliance", Amanda took Gollum's rock bass and tossed it at the snapping turtle as a diversion. The fish hit the turtle's head and bounced off, where it floated in the water belly-up. The turtle didn't even notice.
'I…I thought that would work…' Amanda said, slightly embarrassed.
'DIE!' Gollum screamed. This time he actually aimed with the rock and he hit the turtle on the side of its shell. The turtle let go of Gollum and turned away indignantly. It dived back under the dock, but not before it grabbed Gollum's prized rock bass to take with it. 'It…it takes our fishses!'
'There's plenty more fish out there, Gollum!' Amanda said, sounding like some cheesy dating commercial. 'Come on, let's fish some more!'
Gollum got back onto the dock, grumbling. He took his rod back without a word and cast it out.
'What's that?' Boromir asked eventually. He pointed to something that looked like several soaked logs floating towards the dock.
'People…' Legolas replied slowly.
'Everyone reel in your lines!' Amanda commanded. 'Yes – that means you, Gollum.'
The lines were reeled in and the "logs" got closer.
'Never. Again.' One of the logs grumbled.
'Heather!' Amanda said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. 'Be careful, there are snapping turtles in this lake.'
'Oh, believe me, I know,' Heather said sourly.
'Where's the canoe? Are you just leaving it out in the lake?' Amanda asked.
'Yep,' Heather replied. She and the other logs (which were really her cabinmates) got to shore and dragged themselves up onto the rocky beach. 'And if Seth wants the canoe back, he can go get it.'
Suddenly, none other than Seth appeared.
'What happened?' he demanded, looking at the girls.
'Well, Lulu here -,' Heather began.
'Lucy!' a girl said crossly.
'Yeah, whatever, I don't give a shit. Anyways, Lucy here tipped the canoe and -,'
'It was an accident!'
'Shut uuuuup! Anyways, Lucy here tipped the canoe and this big ass snapping turtle climbs up onto our canoe. And then I was just like "NOPE" and then I swam here and the other girls followed. Comprendre?'
'You. Left. The. Canoe. In. The. Lake?' Seth said dangerously.
'Maybe,' Heather said sweetly.
'Fine,' Seth said, in an eerily calm voice. 'Heather, you can go to the Cabin of Shame.'
'Why?' Heather asked.
'Because of your swearing.'
'But you swear all -,'
'Go.'
'I don't even know where or what the Cabin of Shame is,' Heather said icily.
'Follow me,' Seth snapped, heading down the trail. He stopped and turned to Heather's cabinmates. 'Go get another canoe and rescue the one out in the lake.'
He then stomped away, followed by a confused Heather.
'See you soon…?' she called back at The Fellowship. They waved back at her.
'I guess we should keep on fishing…' Amanda sighed. They all cast their lines out again.
They were there for another thirty minutes. They watched as Heather's cabinmates slowly paddled out towards the other canoe, this time in a bright blue canoe. The two paddlers were facing each other and were constantly going in circles. Eventually they reached the sinking red canoe. They tried to grab it, but suddenly there was a scream. Apparently someone had fallen into the water again.
'Oh, look,' Legolas said idly. 'The canoe has sunk.'
The red canoe had been pushed underwater completely by the girl who had fallen into the water. There were several screams of anguish.
The bell rang again, and The Fellowship reeled in their lines. No more fish had been caught. Gollum was sniffling about his lost rock bass. Gimli and Legolas were talking about an eventual rematch.
X
'This is the Cabin of Shame,' Seth said, pushing Heather towards a brown cabin next to the path that led to the docks.
'Okay…' Heather said. 'Now what?'
'You go into the Cabin of Shame.'
'And then what?'
Seth grinned. 'You'll see.'
Heather, feeling creeped out, walked up to the door of the cabin. It swung open without her touching it. She gulped and stepped inside. The door slammed shut behind her.
The windows had bars across them. A light bulb flickered overhead as a moth bashed itself against it. The walls were grey. The floors were grey. The only colour came from the clothes of the other campers in the room and from a nearby TV screen.
Heather looked at the TV.
'Oh no. No, no,' she said, not believing her eyes. 'OH GOD NO. NO NO NO NO NO NONONONONONONONONO-,'
X
'I wonder how Heather's doing?' Legolas wondered aloud as they emerged from path.
'Why do you care?' Amanda asked simply.
'I've decided that we should be on speaking terms,' he said.
'Good luck with that,' Amanda said. 'She can keep grudges for…well, forever.'
Suddenly a very loud scream could be heard from a brown cabin next to the path. The sound of something smashing came from it.
'Do you think…?' Aragorn began, but then trailed off.
'Probably,' Amanda sighed. Another bell rang. 'Oh. That most likely means dinner.'
They went in the mess hall and sat down at a table. Seth was standing in front of them all, a creepy smile plastered onto his face. Several other orange-shirted people surrounded him.
'Before you eat, I have some announcements!' Seth called out. The room fell silent.
'ANNOUNCEMENTS!' the orange-shirted group sang out.
'Sadly, one of the members from the green cabin fell off of the cliff and broke his leg,' Seth said, still smiling.
'LEG!' the others sang.
'Just be thankful it wasn't his neck!' Seth exclaimed.
'NECK!'
'Next -,' Seth began, but then he stopped when he saw the bedraggled pink cabin members walk into the mess hall, soaking wet.
'NE…next?' the orange-shirts looked confused.
'Did you get the canoe back?' Seth asked the girls. They fidgeted.
'We actually kinda sunk the blue canoe too…' Lucy said, looking down.
'The…the blue canoe?' Seth asked, livid. 'THAT'S MY CANOE!'
Suddenly, another person in an orange shirt ran into the mess hall. 'Seth! Something bad happened in the Cabin of Shame!'
Seth fell silent. Then he muttered, 'Heather!'
He then ran out of the mess hall while the orange-shirts sang "HEATHER" confusedly.
Food was served quickly after. Pippin still wouldn't eat the chicken legs, feeling that they could easily be human or hobbit meat in disguise. He did, however, eat a steak.
X
Heather was lying on the ground in a pool of her own blood.
Welllllll, she thought to herself, more like a puddle…and why am I lying down?
She got up and looked at her poor hands. They were chopped up and bleeding badly.
'Now I'm like Pippin,' she said to herself.
Suddenly Seth burst into the Cabin of Shame. He took one look at the TV, which had two large holes punched through it, and started to yell. He then saw Heather's bloody hands. He yelled even louder.
'EXPLAIN YOURSELF!' he screeched, dancing around like a maniac.
'I punched the TV and then my hands got cut up,' Heather said, smiling.
'WHY?!'
'I am not a fan of Jersey Shore,' Heather said with a sniff. 'Also, I think I might need some medical attention…'
'That. Was. So. Cool.' One of the people in the Cabin of Shame said happily. 'She was like "AAAARGH" and then she jumped and then the TV broke and then blood went EVERYWHERE!'
'See?' Heather said. 'I'm just an overall people-pleaser!'
X
After dinner, several very long announcements were made. Then letters from home were handed out to the campers. Pippin was upset that he didn't get a letter, and even though Amanda tried to explain for a good twenty minutes as to why he wasn't getting a letter, he still was pouting. After quite a long time of people talking, the campers were sent outside to go have a campfire in the dusk. They headed down a path that led to a fire pit next to the lake. Already sitting there was Heather. Her hands were white with bandages.
'Long time no see,' Heather grumbled as The Fellowship rushed towards her.
'What happened to your hands?' Amanda asked.
'Well, the Cabin of Shame is basically just a big room with a TV,' Heather said. She then shuddered. 'And on that TV they just play repeats of…of…OF JERSEY SHORE!'
It didn't have quite the effect that she was looking for. The Fellowship just looked confused and Amanda shook her head.
'And your hands got hurt because…?' Amanda asked.
'I punched the TV,' Heather said with a shrug.
'Heather!' Amanda groaned. 'Seth must have been pissed off!'
'Yeah,' Heather admitted, 'he had just changed into a new shirt and then I bled all over him again.'
'MARSHMALLOWS!' suddenly the orange-shirts had appeared with what looked like a huge, clear garbage bag full of marshmallows.
'Ooh!' Heather said, perking up. 'I hope we get to make s'mores!'
The rest of the night was pretty normal, except for the fact that the orange-shirted-people sang out random words. They did get to make s'mores, but Heather's marshmallow dropped into the bonfire. When she asked for a new one, Seth was the one with the bag. He grinned and told her that people were only allowed one. He then deliberately gave a random boy three marshmallows in front of her.
'Bastard McBastard is being a bastard,' Heather grumbled, eating her graham crackers and chocolate in anger.
'Who d'you mean? Seth?' Amanda guessed.
'How did you know?' Heather sighed.
'Um…' Pippin said. He held up his marshmallow, which was on the end of a stick that he had been holding over the fire pit. The marshmallow had flames shooting out of it.
'Good job, Pip,' Heather said. 'Now, be a good hobbit and go drop the marshmallow on Seth's head.'
In the end, Pippin put the marshmallow out via spitting on it. He missed a few times and spat on several people's heads. When he was done, the marshmallow was charred and covered in saliva.
'I want a new one,' Pippin decided as the stick pierced through the marshmallow completely, causing the marshmallow to start to slide down the stick towards him.
'BEDTIME!' the orange-shirts suddenly screeched. 'REMEMBER, BATHROOMS ARE BEHIND THE CABINS!'
And, just like that, everyone was walking down the path to go back to their cabins. Pippin ended up throwing his marshmallow sadly into the fire pit before trudging away.
When they reached the clearing with all of the cabins, the group of campers split up. Heather waved sadly at the others as she headed towards the pink cabin. The Fellowship went into the yellow cabin and settled down on the hard cots. They all fell asleep pretty quickly.
Amanda had been having a dream where she was driving. She then realised that she didn't know how to drive. She ended up crashing the car into a Godzilla made out of spit-covered marshmallows.
She woke up with a start. Someone was grabbing her arm.
'Amanda?' came a voice.
'Pippin!' Amanda breathed out in relief.
'I need to go pee,' Pippin said.
'The bathrooms are behind the cabins.'
'I'm scared to go alone.'
Amanda sighed. She got up and tried to quietly head out of the door with Pippin. From the far away pink cabin she could hear giggling as well as a very pessimistic voice. She smiled faintly and went behind the cabin with Pippin.
'OH!' Amanda cried out. There was a steep drop behind the cabin. Both she and Pippin slid down the side and ended up getting lodged in a thorny bush.
'Ow,' Pippin sighed. 'My hand is stuck.'
'Of course,' Amanda sighed. She got up out of the bush and helped Pippin.
The forest was practically pitch dark. The only light was a lantern twenty metres away that was taped to a tree. They headed towards it, hoping that it marked where the bathrooms were.
Suddenly, out from the bushes came a huge animal.
'BEAR!' Amanda shouted. Pippin screamed and tried to run. He knocked over a tall cylinder, which hit the lantern. The lights went out.
'RUNRUNRUN!' Pippin squeaked. He himself tried to run, but he ended up crashing into a tree.
Suddenly there was a soft glow of fire. Amanda looked and then realised what Pippin had knocked over.
'RUNRUNRUN!' she repeated. She heard the bear make a grunting noise and then heard the slow sound of it disappear into the bushes, probably thinking about how crazy humans were. She didn't care. Pippin had knocked over a –
BOOM!
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Heather had been listening to gossip about Justin Bieber for approximately 10 000 hours. She rubbed her head and was contemplating voluntarily heading into the Cabin of Shame when suddenly the sound of a small explosion could be heard coming from the forest. She jumped up.
'Why do I have the feeling that Pippin had something to do with that?' she asked herself. The girls in her cabin had gone silent. 'Don't worry, girls. I'm sure that you'll live to gossip another day.'
Suddenly the shouts of "FIRE! FIRE!" and "I THINK THERE MIGHT BE A BEAR STILL BUT I'M NOT SURE AND MY HAIR IS KIND OF ON FIRE!" could be heard. The "FIRE!" came from what sounded like Amanda. The shouts about the bear sounded like they were from Pippin.
'I knew he was involved,' Heather sighed.
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'OH MY GOD!' Amanda shrieked, climbing up the steep incline that led back to the yellow cabin. Several flashlights could be seen in the clearing. 'PIPPIN!'
'MY HAIR!' Pippin screeched. He dived against the ground, and the flames blew out. 'Oh, good. I take it that the bear is gone?'
'THAT DOESN'T MATTER, PIP! LOOK!' Amanda shouted, pointing to the large flames that were shooting up out of the forest.
'Oh,' Pippin said. 'Kind of reminds me of my marshmallow.'
Suddenly, Seth appeared out of a cabin, holding a flashlight. He took one look at the fire and then went berserk.
'WHAT HAPPENED?!' he shouted, tossing the flashlight onto the ground. He then began to stomp on it. 'WHAT HAPPENED? WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAAAAAAT?!'
Heather suddenly appeared, grinning at Amanda. She pointedly gave her friend a thumbs up.
'Seth,' she said in mock-worry, 'where will you send them for their punishment? The Cabin of Shame doesn't have a TV anymore!'
He turned on her. 'YOU! YOU DID THIS! YOU BITCH! YOU DID THIS! YOU YOU YOUUU!'
'Nah,' Heather said, waving her hand. 'I've been listening to a conversation over JB's hair for the past eternity. I didn't do this.'
Suddenly there was another explosion. A small fireball leapt up into the air.
'Oh,' said a random orange-shirt. 'There go the barbecues…'
Then the world became grey.
'Oh, we're back in the dark…light…I don't even know. We're back in the stopover room!' Heather announced. 'So…how did that fire even start?'
'Pippin knocked a tall propane tank over against a lantern after he got scared by a bear…' Amanda said slowly.
'Seriously?' Heather asked. 'Those lanterns don't even have flames! How did the propane tank even catch on fire?'
'What just happened?' Boromir asked. The rest of The Fellowship (except for Pippin) nodded in agreement to this question. Apparently they hadn't woken up over the explosion.
'Never mind,' Heather told them.
'I still have to go pee,' Pippin said at length.
'Oh, not again,' Heather sighed.
THIS CHAPTER IS BASED LOOSELY OFF OF MY TRIP TO CAMP IN GRADE EIGHT. Only my camp experience wasn't this creepy. Or explode-y. ALTHOUGH at my camp live ants were found in the plastic containers that held the cereal (quoting my friend "I thought the cereal tasted funny…")
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Also, the lake that this camp is on translates to "lake crab cakes" or something like that. I don't know why. My brain is weird xD
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