"Is the campfire over?" Remy asked.
"Yup!" said Fruitie. "They extinguished the fire and everything!"
"Already?!" gasped St. John.
"They have!" Fruitie replied. "Now go out there!" Remy and St. John exited the boys bathroom.
"I'll NEVER forgive you!" St. John said to Remy.
"Don't worry, there'll be another one tomorrow night." Said Fruitie.
"REALLY?!" St. John AND Remy said dramatically.
"Now shoo!" said Fruitie. "I have to take my campers back to the cabin! Come on kids!"
He turned to his group which was only Scott, Kitty and Lance.
"Hey!" said Fruitie, putting his hands on his hips since he definitely had the basket. "Where's Kurt?"
"He's uh…in the bathroom!" Scott said.
"Oh!" said Fruitie. "I'll get him!" Then Fruitie walked into the bathroom.
"Is Kurt really in the bathroom?" Kitty asked.
"No." said Scott. "Didn't you hear him saying, 'Oh no! My image inducer is on the fritz again!' and then walk off while swearing in German? Then again, he might not have been swearing. He could have been…singing."
"Oh…we missed that." Said Lance.
"He WALKED off?" Kitty asked.
"Yeah." Said Scott. "You guys were too busy talking about s'mores."
"It was way back then?!" Kitty asked.
"No…if you remember correctly, you two were JUST talking about s'mores right before Fruitie went inside to find St. John and Remy." Scott reminded them.
"Oh right…" said Lance and Kitty, looking at each other.
Just then, Fruitie emerged from the bathroom.
"He's not in there!" Fruitie said.
"That's right!" said Scott. "He came out while you were in there and said he'd meet us back at the cabin."
"I don't feel comfortable with him walking around alone at night." Said Fruitie in a concerned tone. "Especially with English being his second language. What if he needs help?"
"Kurt's pretty fluent in English." Said Kitty. "He'll be fine."
"Hey, he didn't even know what a s'more was." Fruitie pointed out.
"No, he knew what a s'more was, he just wanted to know why it was called a s'more." Lance said.
The four of them stood there in silence staring at each other.
"Time to go back to the cabin, children!" Fruitie said. "I'll tuck you all in for the night and then go on a search for Kurt when I'm sure you're all safe and warm!"
They all followed Fruitie as he walked through the woods for an unnecessarily long period of time before locating a small cabin.
"Here is our cabin, right where we left it!" He explained with a guffaw. "Now, just as a reminder, it has a big bird on it for those of you who can't read the big sign that says, 'the birds'."
"I'm pretty sure we can all read." Said Lance.
"That would just be lovely!"
Fruitie opened the door and turned the light on. As soon as that happened, there was an abrupt flash of light.
"What was that?" Fruitie asked. "Is anyone in here?"
"It's just me!" came Kurt's voice from under a blanket. "I'm under this blanket but DON'T look because…um…erm…I'm NAKED!"
"Do you need help getting dressed?" asked Fruitie as he tried to lift the blankets off Kurt.
"No!" Kurt yelled as he held the covers down tightly. "I…um…sleep naked. So you can NEVER look at me when I'm sleeping!"
"He sleeps naked?" Lance asked.
"Maybe that's why he got his own room…" Kitty said.
"Yes!" said Scott with an overly obvious wink. "He sleeps naked. He even takes off his WATCH when he sleeps."
"I don't follow, Scott." Said Lance.
"Yeah, if you slept naked, that would include taking off your watch." Said Kitty.
"No." sighed Scott. "His WATCH. He takes it off!"
"What are you trying to get at Scott?" Lance asked. "We already established that."
"His WATCH!!" Scott tried to explain. "That doesn't go with his BLUE outfit!"
"Which blue outfit?" asked Kitty.
"I'm utterly confused." Said Lance.
"Scott!" Kurt yelled. "Just shut up!"
"Lights out!" Fruitie announced as he turned the lights out abruptly.
"I'm not in my pajamas yet!" Kitty whined.
"Oh all right!" said Fruitie as he walked into his own isolated room and closed the door. "Five minutes!"
The moment Fruitie closed the door, Kurt emerged from under the blankets, not NAKED but BLUE!
"OHHHHHHHH!!!" Kitty and Lance said as if they had just figured something out. Which they did.
"What was with Fruitie wanting to rip the blankets off of me when I said I was naked?" Kurt asked as he climbed off his bed.
"Yeah…" said Scott. "That's a little sketchy."
"I feel uncomfortable with him around." Said Kitty.
"Well, at least you're female." Said Lance. "He may just be interested in men."
Meanwhile in the other cabin…
"What is THIS?!" Wanda demanded as she pulled a pair of pink sleepers with attached feet. "And Pietro's got the SAME ones only blue!"
"Mine have Winnie the Pooh on them." Said Pietro as he pointed to the little picture that was sewn on the ass. Wanda turned hers around.
"OH GOD NO!!" she yelled when she noticed the identical picture on hers. "I refuse to wear these!"
"But they look so comfy!" Pietro said as he unzipped the pajamas, stripped down to his rocket ship undies right then and there and put the sleepers on. "And the feet give me traction when I run!"
Wanda was too stupefied to even talk.
"Remy didn't see 'dat." Said Remy as he averted his eyes from Pietro.
"I definitely saw that!" St. John announced. "And I wish I didn't!"
"Are you children getting changed?" came Tootie's voice from her isolated bedroom. "If you need help…"
"We don't need help!" Wanda called.
"Are these the only pajamas that were packed for me?!" St. John demanded as he pulled a two-piece set of pajamas with Scooby-Doo all over them. Then he thought for a second, stood up and walked toward the bathroom. "Oh well. If you two are wearing sleepers with Winnie the Pooh on them, I suppose I can endure Scooby-Doo."
"I am NOT wearing sleepers!" Wanda insisted.
"Apparently, Remy is." Said Remy as he yanked a pair of green sleepers with a crazy monkey out of his bag. "'Dese look a little small…"
"They're not mine!" St. John yelled as he slammed the bathroom door.
"What's 'dis?" Remy said. "Something's written on da tag here with a Sharpie. 'Allerdyce'. Dat's certainly not Remy's last name."
"You're vision must be impaired or something!" said St. John. "Because those are DEFINITELY yours!"
"You sure you don't need help?!" came Tootie's voice.
"WE'RE SURE!!" Wanda yelled.
"Get out here or Remy'll blow up da door!" Remy called to St. John. "Put on your sleepers!"
"NEVER!!" St. John yelled back. "These Scooby-Doo pajamas are mine!"
"Fine." Said Remy. "You can keep dem. Remy'll sleep in his clothes."
"HURRAH!!" St. John cheered as the door flung open and he was standing there with the Scooby-Doo pajamas on. Remy instantly jumped on top of St. John.
"Hand 'em over!" Remy said as he pinned St. John to the ground.
"That's not fair!" St. John whined. "You're bigger and heavier than me!"
"Just as Remy said earlier…" said Remy with a smirk as he help up the green sleepers with the horrifying monkey on them.
"The monkey is scary though…" St. John complained.
"It's either da monkey, or Remy." Said Remy. "Which are you more afraid of?" St. John looked back and forth between Remy who was sitting on him and pinning his arms down and that mean monkey on the terrible itchy green sleepers.
"Um…" St. John started. "The monkey!"
"Wrong answer." Said Remy threateningly.
"You all done?!" Tootie asked as her door opened a tiny bit.
"NO!" Wanda yelled as she slammed the door closed all the way using her magical powers that are just so random.
"I get the top bunk!" Pietro cheered as he jumped on the top bunk of the bunk bed on the left.
"ME TOO!!" St. John called from underneath Remy.
"You're not getting ANY bed until you give Remy his pajamas."
Suddenly, the door opened and Tootie was standing there with her hands on her hips.
"What is going on here?" she demanded.
"NOTHING!!" Wanda yelled as she got ready to destroy Tootie but held back at the last second.
"He's sitting on me!" St. John said as if it weren't entirely obvious. "Get him off!"
"Remy…" Tootie said in a disapproving voice. "Get off of Johnny and explain why you were on him in the first place."
"Well…" started Remy. "JOHNNY took Remy's pajamas."
"Is that a reason to sit on him?"
"Well, Remy wasn't sittin' on him at first." Remy explained. "I was just pinning him and happened to be on top of him."
"Johnny, give Remy his pajamas back, Remy, don't resort to violence. Come and talk to me and I'll resolve the situation." Said Tootie as she picked Remy off of St. John.
"I don't want to wear those pajamas…" St. John said as he looked at the evil monkey on them.
