Chapter 27 - Day 2: Camp of Horrors

(6:30pm)

Ron was driving the remainder of the way, so as not to have any further incidents on the road. Thankfully for the Stoppables, there were none. Also, thankfully, the Stoppable-mobile and camper didn't suffer any further damage.

"Okay, Stoppable troops..." Kim announced to the kids from the passenger seat. "It has been a long 9 1/2 hour, 617-mile trip, but we finally made it to Rapid City!"

Both Justin and Alexa looked out the window. They had indeed went inside the Rapid City city limits. Rufus also cheered as well.

"So now that we've finally reached the city limits, how far is Chief Grinning Bear Campground from here?" Kim then asked her husband.

"Don't you fret about it, KS!" Ron replied, "We got the magic of the GPS to tell us where it is!"

He inputted the coordinates from where the Stoppable-mobile currently was.

"Ron, I'm amazed that you've gotten over your fear of camping from your time at Camp Wannaweep." Kim recalled.

"Ya think so?" Ron asked while driving the car. "I still have mosquito issues, you know."

"Of course, silly!" Kim giggled, "You took on Gill...twice...and saved us from becoming the army of she-mutant cheerleaders."

"Yeah, those were fun times!" Ron sighed. "Then again...that is also how the Stoppable Vacation Curse started..."

"Ron, the curse is not going to stop us from enjoying this vacation." Kim replied, rubbing his hair.

"You're right!" Ron smiled.

"Speaking of camping, though, we're going to have to rent a cabin." Kim said.

"Why not use the camper?" Ron inquiried.

"Hello, Ron?! It's been through a hailstorm, there are holes in the roof, there's no door, and it looks like two pigs have been living in it!" Kim exclaimed, pointing out all the damage the poor camper has suffered.

Ron looked at the battered state of the camper and agreed with his wife.

"I checked on the site and there should be a cabin that could fit all six of us...and Rufus as well!"

"Then that's where we are going to stay!" Kim added.

The Stoppable-mobile continued south on Interstate 190 and got down Highway 16 southbound. They went at least 4 and a half miles south before finally reaching the campground.

"And finally...Chief Grinning Bear Campground and RV Park!" Ron exclaimed.

He pulled the van into the parking lot, put it in park, and turned off the engine.

"Me and Kim are going to get the key to the cabin." Ron then instructed Rufus. "You stay behind and watch the kids."

Rufus nodded his pink head. "Mmmm-hmmm."

The Stoppable parents then got out of the car and headed to the front desk to get their cabin.
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The manager came to the front desk.

"Welcome, fellow travelers, to Chief Grinning Bear campground. Where our motto is 'The Camper's Favorite Hibernating Place'." he proclaimed.

"Yeah...yeah..." Kim muttered. She was in no mood for welcomes due to all the bad experinces she had so far. "Where is our reserved cabin?"

"Here is the key to cabin..." the manager began.

Ron began to beg. "Don't say 13...don't say 13..."

"...number 29." he finished, handing the key to Kim.

"Please and thank you, sir." Kim said as the two headed out the office. Ron got into the vehicle and started it up.

"And please..." the manager called out from the office, "...watch for the speed bumps!"

But Kim did not hear the manager's warnings as the van and camper drove off.

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While they were on the way to the cabin, though, they did indeed come across several speed bumps. Kim gently went over them with the van and camper. They were unaware, however, that the trailer latch was about to fall off due to the incident from the flat tire earlier today.

"Okay...27...28...and 29, here we are!" Kim said as they finally approached Cabin 29. The main cabin was about 400 square feet and had two bedrooms, a bathroom, and a kitchenette and living area. It had a back porch with a fire pit on it and a picnic area. A smaller 200 square foot cabin was adjacent to it and it had only a single bedroom and bathroom. It sat on the very edge of a slope that went 50 feet below the cabin to a grassy field. There was a wooden rail that separated the lot from the slope.

It had room for the Stoppable-mobile to be parked, but by not much. Ron turned the vehicle around and backed up the van and camper to the edge, barely against the rail.

The Stoppable parents then got out of the vehicle, taking in the breath of fresh air.

"How are the sleeping arrangements going to go?" Ron asked.

"You and I are going to sleep in the bigger room in the main cabin while the kids are in the smaller room." Kim said, planning it out, "Mary and Canna are going to sleep in the small cabin."

"I gotcha...because we wouldn't want anything...awkweird to happen!" Ron replied, agreeing to the details.

"Anyways, let's get the kids out of the van."

(15 minutes later)

"Isn't it beautiful, kids?" Ron questioned with Alexa to his left and Justin to his right. They were watching the sun setting. "The sun sinking in the western skies, the beautiful rolling hills...the blowing wind!" The cold November wind was blowing hard against his blonde hair and now-clean clothes.

"It's so very pretty!" Alexa said with a smile, hugging her dad's leg.

"What about Bigfoot?" Justin asked.

"Oh please, everyone knows there is no such thing as Bigfoot. He's a myth like unicorns, leprauchans, or mountain lions!" Ron scoffed, dismissing the notion of the hairy-like creature.

"Everyone, are you going to just stand there or help me out with the campfire?" Kim grunted from behind. She was carrying the firewood for the fire pit in the back of the cabin.

"I'm coming, KS!" Ron said, rushing to help his wife carry a few logs.

(7:45pm)

After dinner, which Ron had cooked some wonderful spaghetti in the cabin, the Stoppable family gathered on the back porch to roast some marshmellows. Kim had put on a long-sleeved croptop shirt to cover her damaged bra and she put on a fresh pair of CB baggy denim overalls with the bib folded down but straps attached. The rim of her CB boxers were sticking out . She also put on white sneakers.

"Can you try and get Mary and Canna to the front porch?" Kim asked.8:

"Where are they?" Ron questioned.

"Canna's still in the camper. Mary is the other cabin" Kim answered him.

Ron went to the camper and knocked on the damaged siding.

"Canna? You up for roasting marshmellows..." Ron said as he saw Canna smoking her cigarette.

"Really? Let's get this boring bullshit overwith!" Canna muttered.

This shocked Ron, "Canna...language, please?"

"Damn it, Ron, can you not just barge in and interrupt a lady with her cigarette!" Canna snarled.

"I read on their brochure that the campground has a no smoking policy." Ron said. "It's even bothering Rufus!"

"Ewww! Pee-yew!" Rufus replied in disgust of the cigarette smoke.

"So put the cigarette out and you can either join us or just continue smoking your death sticks and be stuck trying to rethink your life."

"Whatever, loser!" Canna grunted.

Ron took a deep breath and left the camper. When he did that, the ground under the RV that was above the slope began to crumble underneath.

Canna sighed to herself. Stupid fucking naco-eater . She threw her cigarette out of the window and headed out the camper...not noticing that the strong wind blew the cigarette back into the camper. The ground further was weakened from underneath the camper and the trailer hitch was about to fall off.