This is it. The finale of arc 2. Enjoy.
"AAAAAAAGH!"
That was the sound that woke the entire cabin on the final day. It was André, waking up and realizing that something was wrong. Very, very wrong.
"Beck! Beck! Look in your boxers!" He shouted at the groggy Canadian.
"What?" mumbled Beck, looking down.
"AAAAAAAGH!"
By now, everyone was in the front room where the two slept.
Sinjin's expression was blank. Robbie and Cat looked interested. Tori and Jade, however, were laughing, for in front of them, Beck and André had red welts all over their crotches.
"What's going on?" asked Robbie.
"MY JUNK'S COVERED IN WELTS!" André loudly bellowed.
"André, calm the – ow – fuck down." Said Beck. "Okay, what caused this?"
"Fire ants." Sinjin replied simply.
"Fire ants?" repeated Beck.
"Yes, fire ants."
"Are they still here? Alive? Did I step on them?" Cat interjected, checking the soles of her feet.
"No." responded Sinjin. "They're all definitely dead by now."
"So I guess this is payback, huh?" André asked the goth and latina.
"Yup." Said Tori.
"I'm getting an ice pack." The black boy grumbled.
/
A few hours later, the gang was packed up and ready to go. Sinjin bid the rest of them farewell and got in his car so he could go home with his family. The rest of the gang piled into Cat's SUV. Cat drove, Robbie sat in the passenger seat, Tori, Jade, and André crammed into the back, and Beck rode in the trunk.
Beck and André bitched and moaned the entire morning, from the time they woke up through the car ride home. But then the unthinkable happened.
"No, no, no!" shouted Cat. The car sputtered and then stopped.
"What happened?" asked Jade.
"We ran out of gas!"
"Isn't there a spare tank in the back?" Robbie asked.
"There one back there, Beck?" André said to the boy in the trunk.
"Yeah, here it is. Wait. Oh, you're fucking kidding me." He replied.
"What's wrong now?" questioned Tori.
"Well," Beck stated, almost matter-of-factly, "This tank is empty. Bone dry."
"Well how far is the nearest gas station?" Cat added to the conversation.
"12 miles." Robbie said, looking at the map on his phone. "Someone has to walk."
Jade whispered something in Tori's ear. Tori smirked, and then grinned and nodded.
"Beck and André should do it." The latina said.
"Fuck. That." André asserted.
"You two still owe us for the other night. Now do it!" Jade came back.
"Uuuuuuugh." The two groaned.
"You got an ice pack, Beck?"
"Just one."
"It'll do. Let's go."
/
Several hours later, Cat dropped Jade and Tori off at Jade's house.
"Home sweet home, right Jade?"
"Indeed it is."
"So what do you want to do now?"
"Now? I think I want to ravish you."
"Sounds good to me."
There you go. Sorry, no smut chapter to follow. At least not in this arc.
So... arc 3. I'll finally divulge some info on it. It will be called, "I Don't Give a Damn About My Bad Reputation" (That is a reference to Joan Jett and the Blackhearts). It will introduce both of Jade's parents, as well as a few other characters I will not say anything more about.
Evidently, because this is the end of an arc, I will not be posting for a while (And by while, I mean longer than a week and less than a month. Trust me, I'll be back soon enough).
As always, feel free to follow, favorite, and review. I can use all of the feedback.
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Until next time,
/Yonz