"All I'm saying is camping is boring!" Midnight protests, tossing her arms in the air. Her grey eyes were saucer wide. She couldn't believe the Friday of their planned camping trip had come around.

"Spending family quality time is important. You never know when you won't see your friends again." Samuel replies, finishing to pack the trunk of his grey mustang.

"How did this go from family to friends?" asks Midnight, lifting an eyebrow.

"Night, I will cut you a deal. I know how you like spooky things so what if you explore the haunted gravesite located there?" Samuel ponders, causing her to frown.

"I don't think Mrs. D would take her children camping on a haunted woodland affiliated area." Midnight responds, shaking her head lightly at the man.

"Go get ready, Night. We haven't all day. It's best to setup before darkness falls." Samuel announces, earning a grunt from the tiny girl. He had a suspicion he knew exactly why she didn't want to tag along on the camping trip.

Midnight trudges inside, blowing a raspberry. She's in light pink pants with her light pink knit sweater under her black leather jacket. She swore to the heavens the temporary dropped. Grimacing, she picked up her light pink duffle bag. She flung herself into the back of the seat, releasing an unwarranted grunt.

"What's wrong?" London asks. His tongue had been stuck out in concentration as he was pressing buttons on a light pink gameboy.

"I'm upset. Sam is lying about a haunted part of the campground." Midnight softly replies, leaning to state out the window.

London perked up, shutting down his gameboy. His eyes snap to her in wonder. He'd try anything once, giving him the advantage.

"I don't think-" London is about to add his two since when Samuel begrudgingly opens the front door, peering in at the two.

Claudia had already fallen into a deep sleep.

"We have a bit of a problem." Samuel muses, cutting London off.

Relief enters the heart of Midnight. Her trouble of camping would be over soon, causing her to thank the heavens.

"Explain!" London snaps, tossing a fist into the air.

Four familiar faces slunk into view, each carrying a sleeping bag under one arm.

"We're going to fit a tight squeeze. The parents decided they wouldn't be joining us." Samuel informs, briefly allowing his gaze to land on the troubled looking Douglas brothers.

London opened the door, waving them into the already cramped vehicle.

"We can't all fit." Baby notes as a smirk tugs the bottom of Colt's lips upwards.

Colt places an arm gently around her shoulders. "We can if some of us are willing to get cozy with one another."

Baby burns a bright red while Colt fully smirks.

He had gotten the reaction he wanted.

"Are we doing this thing or not?" asks London, not complaining about another guy being sat on his lap. He could careless.

Soon Colt is sitting by an irritated Midnight, slinking his arms around Baby in his lap.

Tum Tum had followed suit while Midnight didn't cave so easily.

Midnight felt the car beneath her caramel arm jerk open, revealing a pouting blonde boy holding onto a sleeping bag. She clutched the seat under her as her eyes turn intona deadly glare on him.

"There is no way, I'm sitting on another boy's lap. Especially, his." Midnight angrily informs her step-father while jabbing a thumb in Rocky's direction.

"Midnight, cooperate. We have to get going. It'll be dark before ya know it." Samuel calls, having adjusted in the driver's seat.

Rocky has an idea, staying with his gut instinct. He uneasily yet softly climbs onto her lap, shutting the door in the process.

Midnight tenses at the contact, hating how close they were. Her heart rate was going as she straightened in her seat so as to not press into his back.

"You two are-" Baby giggles, opening her mouth to comment only to get cut off.

"-don't say it!" Rocky growls, tensing as he kept his facade up around Midnight. He didn't want to cave into the girl he liked.

"Don't say, what? You'll have to accept it someday." Colt voices, rolling his eyes.

"Colt! I'm warning you!" Rocky shouts not too long after the engine had been started up.

...

Midnight had fallen asleep, lightly snoring at some point. No one did bother to wake her when they reached the campground.

The chill in the air all kept a sweater or jacket of sorts on their arms.

A struggle came from within her grasp, causing confusion to stir Midnight awake. Her grey eyes slowly open to see navy green fabric in her view. Raising an eyebrow, her mind came to terms of the previous events. Her arms were wrapped around another figure she was sure to have embarrassed.

"What time is it?" Midnight casually yawns, playing it off as if nothing happened. Really, can cuddling a guy you may or may not like on a road trip to camping be something? Twitching her nose, the grey eyed girl chose to believe differently.

"A quarter to six. I just parked the car." Samuel notes, holding down a smile as he briefly glimpses the position his step-daughter is in. Of course, the man knew from the dinner of the previous week; putting hope in his heart that she could be happy. He didn't like the other guy his step-daughter was dating or so she claims- it's one he couldn't believe.

"This is different." Baby chirps, taking in the quiet campground. Her eyebrows rose in question at the waves of fog slowly beginning to roll in.

Midnight bumped herself into a red in the face Rocky, attempting to peer out the window. Hope sprung in her heart at the sight of dried, wet orange-yellow leaves scattered across the dirt of a wide campground. She notes the bathroom facility a few feet way in a cement building where one could also power electricity if they were to come up in an RV.

Rocky rolls his eyes, opening the door. Briefly does he manage to lightly graze the hand of Midnight on his way from stumbling from the vehicle. He would have landed face down in the dirt if he weren't so good at keeping his balance.

"Yeah, please, show-off for us, Rebel!" London softly calls to the blonde who turns a new shade of red. His hazel eyes were amused, because the twelve year old had been hearing stories of the brothers.

Tum Tum was the second from the grey mustang as London, Colt, and Baby followed suit.

Rocky had set his green blue gaze on Midnight in question.

Midnight had been in the process of zipping up her leather jacket to meet his hard, stoic gaze of bafflement. She takes up her pink sleeping bag, jumping from the vehicle slightly knocking into Rocky. She hadn't took the time to notice his hard, quizzical gaze.

"You tell stories to your brother about us?" Rocky asks, catching her attention as she shuts the vehicle door.

"Yeah, so do I." Tum Tum chirps, giggling at how uncomfortable his older brother seemed.

"Rock, you've been so busy constructing a play that we all have had to fill in Wit. He's smart, can bake, loves baseball and basketball while managing to have fun. You should try it, sometime." Colt laughs as the rest nod in agreement.

"Even Midnight takes time to play games or dance with us." London replies, earning a short from Baby.

"Did you hear about the punch she gave Birdie?" Baby chuckles, recalling the story being told in the same day.

"We were front row and center. How did you get away with that?" Rocky calmly reminds, thankful the subject has taken a turn. He lamely notes that it's at his expense, but he doesn't mind.

"A twist of a tale. My fist accidentally collided with her jaw. I took one wrong step, slipped and Sam let it go. I usually don't fight." Midnight feels pride swell in her heart as sadness threatens to take over.

"Kids, we have to get setup. There can only be two tents on each campsite so since it's the minium we have two different areas to setup in." Samuel calls as he walks around the locked up vehicle.

Claudia is holding her round belly, consisting of twins as she joins the latter. She seems exhausted, remaining quiet unlike what Midnight bore witness to beforehand.