Chapter Four: Two and a Half Hours Later
"Vhy vould anyone in zeir right mind actually vant to do zis?" Kurt asked as he and Evan struggled with the last tent. "Did we want to do this?" Evan replied, watching as Scott slapped yet another huge mosquito. "Not to mention the fact that we're not even allowed to use our powers. 'It's us against nature, bub, and unless you're willing to get your hands dirty, nature'll win.'" Scott mimicked the lecture Logan had given them as he continued trying to start a fire without matches. "Scott, Logan just wants to give us a good education in survival training," Jean admonished, dumping another armload of wood down by the nonexistent fire. "Damn right, bub. Now get busy with that fire. Night's falling," Logan barked, walking up. "You boys have that tent up yet?" "Nein," Kurt said, hammering a spike into the ground as Evan held up the tent. "Well, hurry up. That is, unless you want to sleep on the ground tonight." "I thought that sleeping in a tent meant you were, like, sleeping on the ground," Kitty said, walking up with firewood. "Duh," Rogue said, right behind her with kindling wood. "Like, shut up!" "You shut up!" "Like, you!" "You! Every time you open your ditzy little mouth something stupid crawls out!" The two were silenced as thunder rumbled above their heads. "Yes!" Scott shouted as his kindling caught fire and a small flame came to life. Just then, rain started pouring down, instantly dousing the fire. "GOD DAMN IT!" Scott screamed. Everybody stared at Scott. "Uhh...geez, well, that was, um, inconvenient," Scott murmured, blushing. "In your tents!" Logan barked. Everybody scrambled into their tents. Boys to one, girls to the other, and Logan to his own. "Kurt, you smell like wet dog," Evan muttered. "Shut up," Kurt growled, tinkering with his 'watch.' "It's on ze fritz," he declared, taking it off and tossing it in his bag. "Did Logan bring another one?" "Nope," Scott said, rolling out his sleeping bag. "What you see is what we have." "You know what?" Evan asked. "Vhat?" "We should run away!" Evan announced proudly. "What?!" Scott yelped. "Kurt doesn't even have his watch!" "Vell, I do blend in vith ze dark," Kurt mused. "Ve could vait until Logan vill have fallen asleep und zen get ze girls und run for it! As long as ve are back at ze mansion before daylight..." "Yeah! We could be back before morning," Evan said. "Well, anything's better than an extended weekend with Logan out here," Scott admitted. "Then it's settled!" Evan announced. "Yeah, ve vill go und get ze girls in one und a half hours," Kurt finished.
"Vhy vould anyone in zeir right mind actually vant to do zis?" Kurt asked as he and Evan struggled with the last tent. "Did we want to do this?" Evan replied, watching as Scott slapped yet another huge mosquito. "Not to mention the fact that we're not even allowed to use our powers. 'It's us against nature, bub, and unless you're willing to get your hands dirty, nature'll win.'" Scott mimicked the lecture Logan had given them as he continued trying to start a fire without matches. "Scott, Logan just wants to give us a good education in survival training," Jean admonished, dumping another armload of wood down by the nonexistent fire. "Damn right, bub. Now get busy with that fire. Night's falling," Logan barked, walking up. "You boys have that tent up yet?" "Nein," Kurt said, hammering a spike into the ground as Evan held up the tent. "Well, hurry up. That is, unless you want to sleep on the ground tonight." "I thought that sleeping in a tent meant you were, like, sleeping on the ground," Kitty said, walking up with firewood. "Duh," Rogue said, right behind her with kindling wood. "Like, shut up!" "You shut up!" "Like, you!" "You! Every time you open your ditzy little mouth something stupid crawls out!" The two were silenced as thunder rumbled above their heads. "Yes!" Scott shouted as his kindling caught fire and a small flame came to life. Just then, rain started pouring down, instantly dousing the fire. "GOD DAMN IT!" Scott screamed. Everybody stared at Scott. "Uhh...geez, well, that was, um, inconvenient," Scott murmured, blushing. "In your tents!" Logan barked. Everybody scrambled into their tents. Boys to one, girls to the other, and Logan to his own. "Kurt, you smell like wet dog," Evan muttered. "Shut up," Kurt growled, tinkering with his 'watch.' "It's on ze fritz," he declared, taking it off and tossing it in his bag. "Did Logan bring another one?" "Nope," Scott said, rolling out his sleeping bag. "What you see is what we have." "You know what?" Evan asked. "Vhat?" "We should run away!" Evan announced proudly. "What?!" Scott yelped. "Kurt doesn't even have his watch!" "Vell, I do blend in vith ze dark," Kurt mused. "Ve could vait until Logan vill have fallen asleep und zen get ze girls und run for it! As long as ve are back at ze mansion before daylight..." "Yeah! We could be back before morning," Evan said. "Well, anything's better than an extended weekend with Logan out here," Scott admitted. "Then it's settled!" Evan announced. "Yeah, ve vill go und get ze girls in one und a half hours," Kurt finished.