Day Two
Inu-Yasha's Day
(No, there is no Kagome's day. If you want to write it, by all means! But we aren't so don't expect it.)
I wasn't awakened by the same suffering animal as yesterday. Instead, Mr. Shawn came in and personally shook me awake since he probably assumed that I was going to leave since I was.
"Sorry for having to wake you up early but today is your day to cook breakfast." Said Mr. Shawn.
"What?" I said, standing up. "I don't cook…"
"That's okay!" said Mr. Shawn. "Since your name was the one picked out of the hat, you get to choose two other counselors."
"Kagome," I said immediately.
"No!" Mr. Shawn said before I could suggest Miroku as well since I wanted him to suffer with me. "It turns out that she was allergic to marshmallows and she will be spending the day in the nurse's ward."
I found this to be somewhat strange so I just told him that I wanted Sango and Miroku since those were the only ones I knew. Mr. Shawn beckoned for me to follow him and I thought it was kind of weird that we were just leaving all the campers back in the cabin. When I questioned Mr. Shawn about this, he told me that the campers weren't supposed to wake up for another hour and a half. I knew it had to have been REALLY early once I reached outside because it was still pretty dark outside.
"Mr. Shawn…aren't there cooks?" I asked. Mr. Shawn shook his head and then we rounded the corner to the cabin that was labeled Kazoom. Upon opening the door, I was bombarded with one of the most disgusting smells I have ever smelled in my entire life and nearly stumbled backwards. I told Mr. Shawn that I would be waiting outside so he shrugged and went inside.
I waited there for a moment and I guess it never really occurred to me to leave right then and there because I didn't. Mr. Shawn came out a moment later with Sango who looked very tired. I assumed that she hadn't had slept all night but I didn't really feel bad for her considering that happens to me a lot.
Sango said something to me but I wasn't really listening so I only just nodded to make her think I was. So then we walked down a few more paths before standing in front of the cabin marked The Bunnies.
Mr. Shawn went inside and I chose to stay outside again because I didn't want to have to suffer through another waft of stench. Mr. Shawn went in and I heard him start to lecture Miroku on something stupid and pitiful that I can't even remember. So then Miroku came out a moment later looking discombobulated and stretching.
It then occurred to me that it never occurred to any of us to put our clothes on so we were all just walking around in our pajamas. Or the camp's pajamas really. I felt kind of like a fool since I was dressed the same as Miroku but other than that, I quickly got over it.
On the way to the main building, Miroku and Sango started talking about things but it was nothing interesting so I turned them off in my head.
Mr. Shawn then explained a bunch of things while standing in the kitchen and pointing to things. Then he marched off since he had to go and blow the horn in an hour and he wanted to be RIGHT on time. So we were presented with this long griddle type thing and developed this system where Sango would make the batter, Miroku would pour them on and I would go down flipping them.
It was going really well for a while but once pancakes started to finish up, we realized that there weren't any plates. So what I had to do was just go back and forth flipping all the pancakes around so they wouldn't burn and that was going just fine until Miroku felt that he had to fill in all the spaces with little teeny pancakes that were practically bite-sized. After I sufficiently punished him for being so stupid, I then noticed that I had let half the pancakes burn just as Mr. Shawn walked in to check on us.
He laughed and then pointed at the plates that were sitting on a table in the corner.
We didn't think it was that funny. So Mr. Shawn left us alone again and since we didn't need anymore batter, Sango became the plate person. And then Miroku started setting the tables and I noticed that he spent an extra long time on HIS table. He was so obviously playing favorites so I decided to give my group extra pancakes when their backs were turned.
I then began to wonder again why we weren't leaving. After all, we were all alone and not to mention the fact that Kagome was sick so she couldn't stop us.
Before I could explain my plan to Miroku and Sango, Mr. Shawn came in and told us what a wonderful job we did. Then he told us to go back to the cabins and get dressed and get ready to bring the kids to breakfast. On my way back to the cabin, I seriously considered just running off right then and there but at the doorway I was greeted by Julia.
"Good morning Mr. I!!" she practically screamed as she ran over to me with her arms outstretched. I stepped to the side and she laughed and told me that I was funny and cool.
I couldn't help but wonder what was driving this child to be so attached to me. Maybe it was because I took her down to the activity the day before at the campfire.
So we both walked back into the cabin and started getting dressed just as I heard the bellowing animal from the day before, telling everyone to get up. Some of the kids were reluctant but eventually, they did get out of bed and get dressed. We made our way up to the breakfast place and when I told all the kids that I had made the pancakes they gasped and told me just how cool I was. Of course, if they thought I was cool because I could make pancakes then they should see me when I'm fighting demons.
After breakfast, Mr. Shawn told us to have a fun filled day and then went around to each table and handed out the schedules for the day. After looking down the schedule I realized that today was going to be even worse than the one before.
"What do we have first, Mr. I?" asked Sarah.
"Arts and Crafts." I answered.
"I HATE Arts and Crafts!!" whined either Julie or Juliana.
So after a longer breakfast period than we needed, we made our way over to the Arts and Crafts building that was covered with handprints of different colors and all kinds of other things. There was an old lady and a young lady inside and they welcomed us.
The young lady seemed to be in charge. All the old lady did was stare at me as if I was suddenly going to grow another head out of my butt so I flipped her off and after that, I think she tried not to stare.
The young lady said that we would be making bracelets. Whoopee.
"I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name." Said the young lady to me.
"Inu-Yasha." I said.
"Oh, you're Mr. I." Said the young lady as if I had told her that that's what my name was. "I'm Ms Kara. This is my mother, Mrs. Agnes. Will you help the kids pick out the colors they want for their bracelets? It's going to be a kind of laid back period since they will all pretty much just make braids."
"Don't you think they can pick out their OWN colors?" I said, raising an eyebrow.
"I just don't want them handling the scissors." Ms Kara said.
"And just what are you going to be doing?" I asked, knowing from past experiences that the counselor would give me a task and then just wander off as if I was in charge of entertaining them all.
"There are ten girls." Said Ms Kara. "I think we'll both have our work cut out for us."
I decided that I wouldn't be going around asking the kids if they wanted help and if they needed it then they would have to come to me. But no one really came to be since I was manning the colors blue, green and black and Ms Kara had pink, red, yellow and all those other girly colors.
Ms Kara was right. It was a laid back period. When the bell finally rung, we had to go to ceramics next. Every single girl wanted me to tie the bracelet around their wrist except for Julia who offered to give me hers. I told her that I would never be caught wearing a piece of jewelry but then she pointed at the accursed rosary around my neck and I told her that if she mentioned it again then I would toss her.
Sarah asked me if I would toss her. I told her no since she would obviously enjoy it.
We arrived at ceramics and the ceramics lady was not there greeting us. I felt satisfied with myself that I had gotten her to hate me enough so that she wouldn't stand at the doorway like every other counselor. When we went in, we saw that the ceramics lady had already laid out all the bowls that the kids had made yesterday and said that we had to paint them.
When I stated that that wasn't really ceramics, she only ignored me. Then, through the door, I saw Miroku walk in. He had a girl in each of his arms, a kid who was grabbing his shirt and another was walking next to him with his arms crossed. There was one behind him too. Might I add that they were all sobbing uncontrollably.
"WE LOST!!!" screamed the hideous fat girl who was behind him.
"I thought we won." Said Russell. He seemed cheery despite the fact that he had bloody gashes on his knees. I decided that he was too stupid to feel pain.
"Now Kelsey, what have I told you about screaming and touching me?" Miroku said, pushing that fat girl away from him. Then the ceramics lady went over to talk to Miroku and he pulled out a piece of paper and showed it to her. She looked it over for a few seconds, shrugged and then told them to all stand around the table.
After a few minutes of silence, I concluded that the mere sound of brushes against clay was not enough.
"So, Miroku, did you beat your kids up or something?" I asked.
"No." he said and then launched into this long explanation of something that I didn't really care about. "Blah blah blah blah blah Sango blah blah blah blah blah. Blah blah."
I wondered what he was trying to accomplish so I nodded just to make him think that I was listening. But then I had to go and wonder why Sango beat up Miroku's kids and I was just about to ask him to tell me but he really just did and I didn't want to look like a fool.
Then the ceramics lady handed out a pile of clay to each of the little whiners and told them to sculpt something. What I didn't get is why Miroku's group gets to make whatever they wanted to and MY group had to make stupid bowls and then paint them. Of course, none of Miroku's kids were really doing anything since they were all still crying since Sango beat them up or something. Maybe Sango was trying to hit Miroku and accidentally hit the kids…numerous times…and then didn't stop…
Just then, Ms Keri came over from candle making and started talking to the ceramics lady. She said something about how she didn't have a class that period so she was just going to help us out as if we needed help.
One of the girls, either Katie or Leah, asked me to trade bowls with them. I stared at her horrendous bowl and then at my decent one and told her to buzz off or I would terminate her. She asked me to trade AGAIN, so I could only assume that she didn't know what terminate meant. Before I could explain it, thought, Ms Keri came skipping over.
"Do you need any help with your bowl?" she asked me.
"Shouldn't you be helping the kids?" I suggested since that was the reason she was here in the first place. Plus, there is no way I would need help with something so trivial.
"Um…yeah…" said Ms Keri absentmindedly.
I then told her to leave me alone or I would crush my bowl on her head. She flicked my ear, laughed and then walked off. That Ms Keri is kind of creepy.
I saw Miroku looking at me with this expression on his face that I couldn't quite figure out so I decided to ignore him. But I could feel his crazed expression so I looked back up and demanded to know why he was staring at me.
"It's just not fair that's all…" he said as he went back to his little sculpture.
With a god damned answer like that, there's nothing I could do but just completely disregard him.
We all set our bowls outside so they could dry as Miroku's group continued with their clay things. The ceramics lady told us that we could just run around or play tetherball or something like that. But my kids were reduced to running around since they knew better than to play with the tetherball but when Rachel insisted on going over and playing with it, I had no choice but to pop that one too.
"Oh…never mind." I heard Miroku say as he and one of the boys in his group went back inside. (Once again, I just disregarded that too.)
A few minutes later, the bell rang and that signaled for us to go down to swimming. Miroku suggested that our groups walk together and I told him never and went the long way around to the lake just so I wouldn't have to go with him.
Then, when we were just about to reach the lake, I noticed that I was missing half of my group and Russell was strutting along with us as if he belonged there.
"Wait…you're not Mr. Miroku!" said Russell suddenly. "You're my swim teacher!!"
I was ready right then and there to smack that kid as hard as I could for being so damn stupid but we rounded the corner and were at the lake. Miroku came up to me and said that some of my kids had accidentally gone with him and that I could keep Russell and I told him no way and that I had to suffer with him enough in my swim group. He then raised some kind of ridiculous argument that he had Russell all day but I ignored him from that point on.
I went down to the lake and found my level one group. Russell told me that I owed him a banana and then I told him that I didn't remember making that promise and that he'd have to go in the water again and THEN I'd give him one. But then he said that he didn't want a banana anymore, that he wanted a pickle instead.
"Mr. I, you said I could sit on your lap if I went in the water!" the girl reminded me. Her name was…I can't remember.
"If everyone goes to the far raft out there then I'll let you sit on my lap." I told her, pointing to a raft that was floating out just beyond the dock. The water out there would probably be about eight feet deep at the most.
"What's in it for US?!" demanded the kid who wasn't Russell or the girl or the kid who I threw in the water yesterday.
"I don't want to go out there!!" yelled the girl.
"Then I guess you won't be sitting on my lap." I said even though I secretly knew that even if I had gotten everyone out to the raft then I would never let anyone sit on my lap.
"But you promised me yesterday!!" she continued to whine.
Then Russell ran up to me out of nowhere as if I wasn't talking to someone and told me to throw him into the water. Even though I knew he would enjoy it, I decided just to get him out of my way so I tossed him into the water. He splashed around for a little while so I guess he really wanted that pickle…
But then I quickly concluded that Russell was just far too stupid to know what SHOULD frighten him.
"Throw me too Mr. I!" said the kid I threw in the water. I figured that I could get them all in the water this way but just before I was going to throw him, he yelled and told me to stop. "No!! Just throw me up in the air and then catch me again!!"
I stared at him. "I don't think so." I said, putting him back on the ground. He then began to cry.
"I'm going to build a sandcastle!" said the girl randomly. Ahh…that was it. Her name was Miriam. Then she sat down on the ground and started pushing sand around into a pile as if that looked anything like a castle since it didn't at all.
"That's not a castle." I said. Well it wasn't!
"Show me how, Mr. I!" said Miriam.
"Fine then." I said, sitting down next to her. "But only because you're so incompetent. Otherwise, I wouldn't be doing this." And then I showed her the proper way of building a sandcastle so it at least looked like a castle. After a little while, the rude kid who had demanded what was in it for him came over and decided to 'help' us by building a moat. The other boy who wasn't Russell dried his tears and came over to join us as well.
Just when we were about to finish, Russell came stampeding over while roaring loudly, dripping everywhere, stomping on the castle and declaring that he was 'Wet Godzilla'. The other two boys decided to join in and Miriam then began to cry when she saw what remained of the sandcastle after Wet Godzilla and company was finished with it.
I didn't really know who to yell at. Russell had wrecked the sandcastle, Miriam was crying and the other two boys just didn't have any wills of their own and that kind of stuff bothered me. But they all got away without a beating since the bell rang at that time, signaling that I had to retreat back to The Dogs cabin to meet up with my group and then head to lunch.
I led the group to the table with the label 'The Dogs' on it. It was ripped and torn after only one day of use and I was a bit appalled that some kids had the nerve to ruin MY name label! The counselors that were chosen to make lunch for today came around with large plates of sandwiches of various assortments. Since I had no intention of figuring out what peanut-butter, jelly or egg salad was, I quickly chose tuna only to find that the tuna had been mashed into…I don't know! It's smell resembled tuna slightly but I was still cautious about what it really was.
The bell rang after a quite uneventful lunch period that was WAY too long! Who needs a half an hour to eat a sandwich and a handful of potato chips?!
So I led my group up to the area that we were forced to go to for group time which I found to be, by far, the most torturous activity because I was the one that had to think of what to do. At least that was what I thought because before I reached my destination, Mr. Shawn handed an envelope to me.
I sat down on the grass and one by one, each little girl sat down around me, individually noticing the envelope and demanding it to be read out loud. I ripped it open and began reading it to myself JUST to be annoying but when the girls started to whine I read it to them just to…shut them up.
"Hey campers." I read with little or no enthusiasm placed where there were about twelve exclamation points. "On the final day of camp, each group will be performing a skit to show to the entire camp. Your group, The Dogs, will be doing the lawnmower skit."
Then Mr. Shawn launched into a long exclamation about the lawnmower skit but I skimmed over it because I didn't feel like reading it out loud.
"So be ready to perform on Friday. Have a splendiferous camp experience and remember to always smile."
"I LOVE THE LAWNMOWER SKIT!!" yelled either Katie or Leah. "My sister did to once before!"
"I WANT TO BE THE LAWNMOWER!!!" screeched Rachel.
"Just because you screamed, you can not be the lawnmower." I said.
"But I'd make a really GOOD lawnmower!!!" Rachel yelled as tears streamed down her face.
"No you certainly would NOT!!" I argued. "A lawnmower…wait…what IS a lawnmower?"
"You mow a lawn with it." Said Julie or Juliana.
"Oh, that explains a lot." I said, rolling my eyes.
Then all the kids proceeded to 'call' the counselors that they wanted to be in the lawnmower skit. Rachel then decided that she wanted to be a counselor and not the lawnmower but no one else wanted to be the lawnmower so I made Rachel be it. After they had all decided who they wanted to be, they then started thinking of lines they could say while they tried to get the lawnmower to work in the skit.
I quickly realized that this was an activity that I would not be included in. But, don't get me wrong, it's not like I WANTED to be in it because I definitely did not want to make a fool of myself doing some kind of stupid lawnmower skit so I was okay with it. I was just bored while watching them run around saying random things that I had heard counselors say.
The bell rang, not a moment too soon. I ushered all the kids back up the hill, past the horrendous animal smell and back into the drama building even though we had music, not drama. But the counselor was the same
"Ms Alice!!" screamed all the kids as they ran over and greeted the fat, hideous and rather gaseous woman whom I had the misfortune of meeting the day before. Obviously the girls had fun with the pencil game and the knot game the other day though I did not.
"I hope we don't play any stupid games." I said outright just to make sure she wouldn't suggest the pencil game again.
"No, this is music!" said Ms Alice as she pulled out a drum from a closet and set it down on the floor. "We're going to make beautiful music together! Who wants to play the drum?"
Then she passed out a punch of percussion instrument that you don't need any talent to play. The girls then engaged themselves in a 'jam' session that lasted a whole lot longer than it should have. Every once and a while, I would look over at Ms Alice to make sure she was still paying attention and would tell them all to stop but she only stood there laughing with horseshoe eyes while clapping her hands. This woman clearly loved her job WAY too much.
"Why don't you join in the fun, Mr. I?" asked Ms Alice randomly. Almost on cue, all the girls stopped playing.
"YEAH!!" yelled one of them. It doesn't really matter which. "You can play my instrument and I'll dance to the music!!"
"To be blunt, I'd rather have some ravenous demon run their hand through my stomach." I said. And it was true.
"That's lovely." Said Ms Alice and I knew right there that she was some kind of crazy lady who wasn't going to listen to a word I said. I mean, didn't she have SOME kind of reaction to my statement just then?
So the period continued pretty much exactly like that. Some of the kids continued to urge me to start playing but I assured them that I would never be caught dead playing one of those things. Eventually, Ms Alice looked at her watch and declared that it was time to put everything away. All of the girls looked upset but I was happy since I didn't have to listen to their annoying racket anymore. Actually, I still have to listen to their annoying racket anyway but not playing an instrument, just because ALIVE was annoying.
Just as we finished cleaning up, the bell rang and upon looking at my schedule, I saw that we had animal care. Emily told me that animal care was the place across the street and down the hill from where we were right now and as we approached it, I quickly realized that this place was the disgusting stench I had smelled the day before and today. It only seemed to get worse and stronger as we continued forward.
As we made our way closer still, I began to feel light headed and dizzy so I told the girls to go on without me and I quickly retreated back to the road where the smell wasn't as bad. Julia and Sarah had decided to accompany me as the rest of them went off down to the barn.
"Why don't you want to go to animal care, Mr. I?" Sarah asked me.
"Because it smells." I said plainly. Julia and Sarah both nodded their heads and agreed that it was 'stinky' down there but whatever they smelled was nothing compared to what I had to endure!
Sarah and Julia spent most of the period chasing each other around and braiding hair. (Of course, they asked to braid my hair since 'I had so much of it' but I ignored them until they went away.)
"What do we have next?" Julia asked randomly. I pulled out the schedule and looked to see that it said horseback riding. Julia and Sarah both screamed with happiness and NEEDED to know how much longer was left until we would go to horseback riding. I told them that time had absolutely no meaning to me and they laughed at me for a few minutes and finally stopped when I threatened their lives.
Then the bell rang.
They each grabbed one of my hands and dragged me towards the barn that we were going to earlier where we met up with the rest of the group. Before I could go off and run away because of the smell, I felt my legs underneath me giving way.
The next thing I knew, I found myself waking up in a wooden building with Kagome's face in front of me.
"Are you okay?" she asked me. I was going to tell her to go away when some lady came in and said it for me.
"I am Ms Morgan, I'm the nurse here at Camp Walawalabingbang." She said to me. "That was quite a fall you took! How are you feeling now?"
I told her that I was fine and if she touched me again then she would meet her end sooner than she would like to. Then I inquired why Kagome was here since I remembered Mr. Shawn tell me something about Kagome being allergic to marshmallows but then Ms Morgan reminded me that this was the nurse's office and Kagome didn't want to leave just in case she got better.
So the both of them bid me a farewell as I left the building. Surprisingly enough, the first thought that went through my head was where my group was but I shook that off and decided that it was now time to leave. And never come back.
I wandered around in search of the exit but I couldn't remember which way we had come considering I was now in front of the nurse's building and I had no idea where that was. But I did recognize the waterfront where we were supposed to have swimming. Just when I thought I would have to go and ask Ms Morgan where the exit was when I suddenly saw the girls in my group rounding the corner and running over to me screaming things like they were so worried about me and stuff like that. I told them not to waste their time worrying about me since I am indestructible but then I remembered that I was trying to leave and wasn't going to sit here comforting them.
Before I could tell them that I was leaving, however, they each showed me some cloth that they claimed to have made in sewing which I had fortunately missed.
Then they all paraded down to the water where there was now a bunch of other people. I let out an exasperated sigh and decided that I'd just have to continue being their counselor FOR NOW since, after all, I couldn't go leaving without Miroku and Sango, right?
So when I got down there, I was immediately confronted by Mr. Shawn.
"I heard about what happened." He said, not getting out of my way. "Are you feeling okay? Can you really continue the day?"
Once again, I had to threaten another life so I could go about my business. So I did. I went down to the water and met up with Miriam, Russell and the two other kids.
"Can you throw me again Mr. I?" was the first thing that Russell asked me.
"I don't have my bathing suit today so I'm not going in the water." I said, sitting down on the sand. "Normally I would but I really don't feel like walking around in wet clothes all day." Russell continued to jump up and down as if that was proving anything. So when he truly began to annoy me with his incessant jumping, I picked him up and threw him but the problem is, I threw him a little further than I probably should have and he couldn't exactly touch the ground and considering the fact that he is WAY to dumb to call for help or tread water or anything, he sank like a rock. Not even one of those little teeny rocks but like a gigantic boulder that just fell from about a thousand feet.
After waiting for about a minute or so, I decided that I probably should go out and get him considering I would probably get in trouble if he died. So, much to my dismay, I got my clothes wet and went and got Russell finding that I had threw him so far that I couldn't even touch the ground but it's not like I sank or anything since…I didn't.
By that time, a crowd was gathering because Miriam and the two other kids had started crying and screaming and Mr. Shawn was calling out of the CPR counselor or whatever. But only a group of girls and Miroku looking as though they were going to do something important.
At first, Miroku just kind of stood there and then he gasped when he saw Russell's potential corpse. "RUSSELL!!!" he yelled as he ran over. "Why Russell?! Why not Kelsey?!" Then he preceded to go into an uncontrollable fit of hysterics until one of the girls in his group grabbed his shoulder and told him that Russell might not be dead quite yet.
"All right," said Miroku, standing up. "Whoever brings Russell back to life will receive extra credit from my class!"
At that point, I became very bored and decided to go back to my cabin to get myself a change of clothes since I was now wet and did not want to be. I was never really that into commotion and this was just about as…commotion…ish as it gets.
When I got back to the waterfront, everyone was back in their groups back in the water as if nothing had happened. I came back over to the shoreline where Miriam and the two other boys that weren't Russell were all standing.
"You saved Russell, Mr. I!!" yelled one of the two boys as all of them ran over and hugged me. I, caught off guard, was unable to escape their wrath at first but quickly pushed them away after that.
"You're my hero!" said the other boy. I was just about to tell him to get someone else to idolize since I was the one who had thrown him in the water in the FIRST place after all when I saw Mr. Shawn in the distance. I didn't know whether he was going to lecture me or not so I pretended not to notice him until he finally reached us. Then he started telling me just how wonderful I was and how it was great that I just randomly decided to go out to that particular part in the lake considering Russell hadn't made any noise on the way down. I told him that it was all in a day's work and Mr. Shawn patted me on the back and skipped off.
I concluded that this man was actually a psychopath and the REAL Mr. Shawn was tied up in a closet somewhere. The swimming class was over by that time and I went and found my campers and was once again bombarded with a bunch of screaming children telling me how wonderful I was. And then I decided that this was a good time to take them to the next period thing that we had to go to and we went to the main building to see a counselor standing behind a counter.
She welcomed us to our cooking class and told us that we would be making dinner for the camp. Before I could declare that I would be sitting this one out too, the counselor came over to me and told me that she and I would be doing most of the work and the kids would just be passing us the things we need and things like that. When I informed her on the fact that I couldn't cook, she reminded me that I had made breakfast that very morning and that the pancakes were simply splendid.
I wasn't going to fall for the flattery but arguing wasn't worth my time so I shrugged and PRETENDED to be flattered. The period consisted mainly of telling the kids to pass us things just for the sake of having them pass us things and we pretty much just made the whole dinner which was about a hundred thousand hamburgers that would most likely get cold by the time everyone came in to eat them, especially the first ones so I made sure to give myself the one that we made last just so at least mine would still be hot.
We finished nearly just in time when everyone came trudging over and sitting down at their tables.
I couldn't believe that nearly two days had passed since we had arrived. That means for one reason or another, I had not left for an entire span of two days which made me a bit depressed for about ten seconds but I got over it quickly since I decided that I would leave once my group had all gone to sleep tonight.
At around that time, Mr. Shawn came over, told me once again that I had done a great job at swimming today and then told me to pick a random thing that I had always wanted to be when I was a little kid. My immediate thought was that had I wanted (and still do) to be a full demon. When dinner was over, I found myself back at the campfire place and watching Mr. Shawn in front saying that a counselor from each group had to come down in front so all the kids pushed me off the bench and told me that they would be rooting for me the whole time and I said whatever.
When I reached the bottom front stage area, I was approached by Miroku who thanked me many times for saving Russell's life and saying something about how he wouldn't be able to live with himself if he had let a innocent life come to an end. Obviously, no one had really seen me, or cared to remember, that I had been the one who had threw Russell out there to begin with.
So I answered with a witty, clever response and then Sango came over and told me that I was amazing and a great person for saving the kid. Just when I was about to tell them that I had thrown him, Mr. Shawn told everyone to be quiet.
"Now, I want all the counselors to stand in a line with the new ones at the end of course." Said Mr. Shawn. "If you've gone to this camp before, you will know what to do. If you haven't already figured it out, we're going to sing the COUSELOR SONG!!!" All the campers then started cheering loudly and all the female counselors started giggling stupidly and the male counselors just kind of stood there…
Mr. Shawn told us that we would catch on soon enough and to use the professions that we had thought of earlier at dinner.
So the first counselor, I believe it was Ms Keri, started singing: "I'm glad I am a counselor, there's nothing I'd rather be! But if I weren't a counselor then a birdwatcher I would be! Hark! A lark! Flying through the park! Splat! Hark! A lark! Flying through the park! Splat!"
After watching Ms Keri make a fool of herself, I completely shut myself off to this activity as the counselors continued to go down the line saying what they would rather be if they weren't a counselor and then adding a little jingle at the end. Of course, I'd pretty much want to be anything EXCEPT a counselor at this point.
I then noticed as Miroku said something stupid like he wanted to be a monk even though he so clearly already is. I could tell that he had no idea what he was talking about since he was probably paying about as much attention to what the other counselors had said as I was.
Sango was next and she also made a fool of herself like all the counselors before her had. When it got to me, I crossed my arms.
"It's unfortunate that I'm a counselor, there's a lot of things I'd rather be." I said, making sure that there wasn't even a hint of song in my voice. "But if I weren't a counselor then I full demon I would be." Then I paused, thinking of what kind of stupid jingle I could say. "Um…roar."
Then it went down the line and all the counselors were saying their jingles at the same time until we finally finished. I concluded that that was one of the more humiliating things that I've done while practically being held prisoner at this camp.
After campfire time was over, all of the groups left except for mine. We were handed a few bags of marshmallows by Mr. Shawn and then he left. All of the girls shrieked with delight since they got to do marshmallow roasting around the campfire. We all sat down circled around the fire with marshmallows on sticks. Why would you want to devour something that was on a dirty stick that was on the ground and then stuck in a fire that has smoke and other kinds of things coming out of it. I mean, it's like that's ever bothered ME before but I would think it would bother THEM.
I wondered how I POSSIBLY endured this for how long I did but by the time I heard the bell ring (since I was making sure to be extra conscious of the bell), a few of the kids were already asleep. So I woke them all up and told them that it was time to go back to the cabin.
We trudged back to the cabin and all the girls made me leave while they got changed. It's not like wanted to see them naked anyway so I waited outside the doorway until they were to call me in. But they never did!
"ARE YOU DONE?!" I demanded. I heard Julia's voice among a few giggles.
"Oops…sorry Mr. I!" Julia yelled. "We were done a long time ago!"
I groaned, walked into the cabin, took my sleeping place on the floor and attempted for a long time to go to sleep until I finally fell into an extremely light sleep.