Romance Blooming?
The girls all stood against the wall, glaring at the boys across the room. The head counselor walked into the office, "Okay. Now, as your punishment, both of your groups will be assigned kitchen duty for breakfast and dinner tomorrow. You'll be washing the dishes after everyone is done with their eating. But, for now, your counselors will take you to the track, where you'll all run a mile each around that track." The head counselor said, as she sat in her seat behind her desk.
An uproar was caused from both groups, "What?!"
The camp counselor waved her hands at them, "Just for tomorrow! I expect that these pranks will come to a stop?" She said, quieting them.
"Yeah, alright. Whatever!" Tabitha snapped.
*~*~*~*
Wanda gasped for air, as she grabbed onto Amanda for support. They caught up with their cabin mates, at the end of the track. "Must...have......water!" Wanda gasped.
"Looks like you girls have gotten the clue that pranks are not accepted here at Deer Lake!" Their counselor, Cathy said to them, as she handed them bottles of water.
Elizabeth raised her eyebrow at Cathy, and clenched her fist. Rogue grabbed onto her wrist, before Elizabeth could ignite her psychic blade, "No, Betts. Let's just drop it, kay?" Rogue said, trying to ease her.
Elizabeth groaned, and eased her fist, and drank out of her water bottle. Pietro flew to stand behind Wanda, "Looks like you guys got back a little slow, sis!" He grinned.
Wanda swung her hand back to slap him, but he already zoomed past her, and zoomed past Elizabeth, slapping her rear. "Hey!" Elizabeth hissed, trying to swing her arm to hit him.
Pietro had already zoomed past her as well, to stand next to Lance. He grinned at her, and winked. "Jerk!" Wanda snapped.
"Alright. Now, we're going to separate the camp into trail groups. You two groups will be together. Any more pranks, and you guys are going to have to go home. Alright?" Hubert told the two groups.
Rogue saluted, "Yes sir!" She mocked.
"Trail groups?" Scott asked.
"Yup. We're going to take a hike up towards the mountains. On the way, you guys will see notes on certain things. Stop by, read them, and try doing what they say. It's a way to get in touch with nature!" Hubert smiled, rubbing his hands together.
Gambit lifted his lip in slight annoyance. "Touch with nature, Pubes?!" He snapped.
The boys slightly chuckled. "Call me Hubert, okay?" Hubert smiled, not getting the 'joke'.
The girls rolled their eyes, drinking out of their water bottles. "So, you guys are going to be on your own, and meet the counselors at the end of the trail. We'll have skit night when you reach the meeting point! We'll also have a barbeque ready for you too!" Cathy told them excitedly.
"How long is this trail, exactly?" Kurt asked.
"Five miles."
The two groups moaned. "Now, girls, you do have some cleaning up at your cabin to do. Boys, you need to clean up your cabin as well." Hubert said.
*~*~*~*
*Sniff sniff*
Kitty looked at her shirt in disgust, as she finished sniffing loudly. "Man, the smell is totally lingering! We didn't go this far!" Kitty said, as she folded the shirt.
"Here, spray down." Taryn offered, holding up her bottle of Fabreeze.
Kitty let the shirt unfold, as she held it up in front of Taryn. Taryn sprayed the chemical onto the shirt. "Thanks, Taryn." Kitty slightly smiled.
"Hey, you guys really aren't that bad. I've actually had a hell of a lot of fun!" Taryn smiled, as she turned towards Elizabeth.
Elizabeth held up her pants in front of Taryn, as Taryn began spraying the bottle onto the jeans. "I'm still missing my stupid red camisole!" Wanda snapped, digging through the shelf.
Elizabeth folded up the pair of jeans. "I'll get our undies, ladies." Elizabeth offered, as she placed the jeans in the shelf.
"No, I'll get them." Rogue said, as she walked out.
*~*~*~*
Gambit walked to the door, as he heard loud pounding on the door. He opened it, and smiled, as he saw Rogue glaring at him, with an annoyed look on her face. "Where's the stolen property, Gumbo?" She hissed.
Gambit shrugged, "Dunno. Wanna come in and look, petite?" He smiled.
Rogue walked in, pushing his chest out of her way. She only saw John and Pietro in the cabin, playing video games. "Pietro, give me the underwear you boys so lovingly stole!" She demanded.
Pietro turned and looked at her. Gambit stood behind her, crossing his arms. Pietro quickly stood, rushed to his dresser, pulled out the drawer, and grabbed the folded lingerie. He quickly rushed to stand in front of her, and handed them to her. She snatched them away from him. "Creep." She snapped.
"Hey, what do you expect, missy? We're guys!" Pietro smiled.
Rogue turned, and came to a halt as she nearly ran into Gambit. She looked up, "Get out of my way!" She snapped.
Gambit looked down at her, crossing his arms. He stood, not budging. Rogue lifted her hand from under the clothing, and began pulling the glove off with her teeth. "Okay, okay! Just don't lay me out, chere." Gambit said, holding up his hands defensively.
"I thought so." Rogue snapped, as she placed the hand back under the clothing she held.
Gambit stood aside, and ushered her towards the door. "After you, petite." He smiled.
"Ugh!" Rogue grunted, as she pushed him further aside.
She stormed out of the cabin, slamming the door behind her. Gambit flinched at the sound of the slam. "She seems pretty mad, don't you think mate?" John grinned, as he turned to look at him.
Gambit shrugged, and turned to him, "Well, her fiery temper is what I love about that Rogue. Maybe a romantic candlelight dinner under the stars will ease her up a bit." Gambit smiled, rubbing his hands together eagerly.
"And how do you plan on pulling that off?" Pietro asked.
"Simple. Just drop her an invitation!" Gambit smiled, as he walked towards his duffel bag.
"And you, Pietro. How do you plan on even getting Betsy to talk to you now?" John asked, as he turned back to the video game.
Pietro rubbed his chin, "Well, there's only one problem. If she tries beatin me up, I can't run from her. But, Brian suggested I just talk to her." He said thoughtfully.
John shook his head with a smirk on his face. "Problem is, is that I don't talk to girls. I just," He paused as the two cabin mates turned to look at him, "Well, you know. I don't talk to them, boys. I uh...eh, that's none of your business!" Pietro grinned, as he sat next to John to play the videogame.
