Authors Note: I DO NOT OWN HOLES. Nor do I own any of the Boys from D-
Tent, nor do I own Camp Green Lake or anything that happened there. Get it,
got it, good.
These girls were no Dudley-do-right Girl Scouts, as the D Tent boys found out that night after dinner. Caty Menke had shown the group of boys around. There was a lot of effort which had obviously put into it. There were cabins built, the mess hall had a fresh coat of paint, and new kitchen equipment. There was a surprising atmosphere of unity around the camp.
Dinner was ending, girls of all shapes and sizes were clearing out of the mess hall. The D Tent boys found themselves a little quieter than usual that night. Perhaps it was being back in the mess hall, or the fact that every time they made a move or said a syllable, each of them were hit on in someway or another by two or more girls. Caty had vanished about 30 minutes into the meal.
"Thank god, they're leaving." ZigZag sighed, running his hand down his face. Little did her know there was ketchup now smeared down the side of his face from his French fries. A skinny, pale girl looking about the age of twelve passed by. She licked her thumb and wiped a bit of ketchup off of ZigZag's face. She winked and continued on her way. Everyone stood silent for a minute and then they began chuckling.
"I love it here." Magnet said, pushing himself away from the table. The dinner that night had been fish and chips, and Magnet had eaten three helpings.
"We'd better go find Becky and see what we're supposed to do, now." Stanley said, starting to get up. The swinging doors that lead to the kitchen creaked open and Caty appeared, wheeling a bucket and a mop.
"Hey, aren't you guys gonna help me clean up? And I thought there were still some good men left on this earth." Caty said, pursing her lips in a mock town. She had both her hands on her hips, and was sporting a hair net.
"Where've you been?" Stanley asked, sliding off the stool from which he sat.
"Kitchen." She replied, dipping the mop into the bucket of sudsy water.
"That explains the hair." X-Ray said, nodding towards Caty's hairnet. Blushing, Caty ripped the hairnet off her head and stuffed it into her back pocket.
"You cook?" Stanley asked, taking his plate up to the window where food was served. One of the kitchen assistants took it quickly to get it cleaned. They were almost like House Elves.
"Only when I have to. Each counselor does it eventually." She
shrugged, splashing the mop onto the wood floor, getting it on
Stanley's pant leg as he passed.
"Oops...Sorry." She muttered. Stanley shook his pants and then shook
his head.
"Don't worry about it." He said quietly, giving her a reassuring
smile. He scratched the back of his neck, turning a slight shade of pink as he went back to the table, picking up everyone else's plate (with Magnet swiping a few more fries from Twitch's plate ) and took them to the kitchen assistants. Armpit and X-Ray murmured quietly to each other, making tiny gestures towards the table and things every once and while. Hector finally huffed and stood up.
"Is there anything I can do, Caty?" He asked. Caty stopped mopping, halfway through the Mess Hall and looked at Hector with a big grin.
"Aw! Thanks, Hector!" She exclaimed. Caty set her mop down, propping on the end of a table and went over to Hector, embracing him in a big hug, and then kissed him on the top of his head.
"Could you take all the stools and put them on the table, dahlin'?" Caty asked, a slight Texan accent hinting at the end of her sentence. Squid couldn't help but smirk, being a southern man himself.
"What? Sure!" Hector said and took his own stool up first. The D-Tent boys all quickly took the hint and began putting up stools. Soon, the entire mess hall was clean.
"Thank you kindly, boys." Caty said when she came back from putting the mop away. Throwing the hair net from her back pocket onto the counter, she looked at them, and then looked back.
"So, what do we do now?" Twitch asked.
"We go to Stone Lodge." Caty said, motioning for the gang of guys to follow her. Trotting down a dirt path, they started up a hill. The petite framed girl stopped and turned on a dime, looking at the boys. She reached out towards a row of wood posts and from one of them, pulled a hooded sweatshirt which was hanging on a nail.
"You boys might want to bundle up, it gets kinda chilly." She advised with a bit of a cocky tone in her voice.
"It wasn't cold when we were here. It certainly ain't gonna be cold now." Squid barked at her, folding his arms and chewing on his toothpick.
"Yeah, that's right." Armpit agreed. Twitch gave a small nod.
"Your funeral." Caty said, throwing the oversized black sweatshirt on over her head, and almost vanishing into the night.
"So, what exactly is Stone Lodge, and why are we going there?" Stanley asked, slightly out of breath from hiking the sand dune like hill.
"You'll see. It's right..here." said the counselor, taking a breath as she came to the top of the hill. There was a large cabin with boulders around it.
"Stone Lodge. Heh. It makes sense." ZigZag said. He sounded a bit like Bevis and Butthead. Caty leaded them to the lodge, the motion censored porch light which looked like an old candle holder flickered on. Caty gave him a wide eyed "Wow, you're slow" look and then smiled, opening the door. She whispered quietly as they tiptoed in. All the girls of the camp, including the counselors of the other cabins and Becky were sitting around on the floor.
"Introduction time."
These girls were no Dudley-do-right Girl Scouts, as the D Tent boys found out that night after dinner. Caty Menke had shown the group of boys around. There was a lot of effort which had obviously put into it. There were cabins built, the mess hall had a fresh coat of paint, and new kitchen equipment. There was a surprising atmosphere of unity around the camp.
Dinner was ending, girls of all shapes and sizes were clearing out of the mess hall. The D Tent boys found themselves a little quieter than usual that night. Perhaps it was being back in the mess hall, or the fact that every time they made a move or said a syllable, each of them were hit on in someway or another by two or more girls. Caty had vanished about 30 minutes into the meal.
"Thank god, they're leaving." ZigZag sighed, running his hand down his face. Little did her know there was ketchup now smeared down the side of his face from his French fries. A skinny, pale girl looking about the age of twelve passed by. She licked her thumb and wiped a bit of ketchup off of ZigZag's face. She winked and continued on her way. Everyone stood silent for a minute and then they began chuckling.
"I love it here." Magnet said, pushing himself away from the table. The dinner that night had been fish and chips, and Magnet had eaten three helpings.
"We'd better go find Becky and see what we're supposed to do, now." Stanley said, starting to get up. The swinging doors that lead to the kitchen creaked open and Caty appeared, wheeling a bucket and a mop.
"Hey, aren't you guys gonna help me clean up? And I thought there were still some good men left on this earth." Caty said, pursing her lips in a mock town. She had both her hands on her hips, and was sporting a hair net.
"Where've you been?" Stanley asked, sliding off the stool from which he sat.
"Kitchen." She replied, dipping the mop into the bucket of sudsy water.
"That explains the hair." X-Ray said, nodding towards Caty's hairnet. Blushing, Caty ripped the hairnet off her head and stuffed it into her back pocket.
"You cook?" Stanley asked, taking his plate up to the window where food was served. One of the kitchen assistants took it quickly to get it cleaned. They were almost like House Elves.
"Only when I have to. Each counselor does it eventually." She
shrugged, splashing the mop onto the wood floor, getting it on
Stanley's pant leg as he passed.
"Oops...Sorry." She muttered. Stanley shook his pants and then shook
his head.
"Don't worry about it." He said quietly, giving her a reassuring
smile. He scratched the back of his neck, turning a slight shade of pink as he went back to the table, picking up everyone else's plate (with Magnet swiping a few more fries from Twitch's plate ) and took them to the kitchen assistants. Armpit and X-Ray murmured quietly to each other, making tiny gestures towards the table and things every once and while. Hector finally huffed and stood up.
"Is there anything I can do, Caty?" He asked. Caty stopped mopping, halfway through the Mess Hall and looked at Hector with a big grin.
"Aw! Thanks, Hector!" She exclaimed. Caty set her mop down, propping on the end of a table and went over to Hector, embracing him in a big hug, and then kissed him on the top of his head.
"Could you take all the stools and put them on the table, dahlin'?" Caty asked, a slight Texan accent hinting at the end of her sentence. Squid couldn't help but smirk, being a southern man himself.
"What? Sure!" Hector said and took his own stool up first. The D-Tent boys all quickly took the hint and began putting up stools. Soon, the entire mess hall was clean.
"Thank you kindly, boys." Caty said when she came back from putting the mop away. Throwing the hair net from her back pocket onto the counter, she looked at them, and then looked back.
"So, what do we do now?" Twitch asked.
"We go to Stone Lodge." Caty said, motioning for the gang of guys to follow her. Trotting down a dirt path, they started up a hill. The petite framed girl stopped and turned on a dime, looking at the boys. She reached out towards a row of wood posts and from one of them, pulled a hooded sweatshirt which was hanging on a nail.
"You boys might want to bundle up, it gets kinda chilly." She advised with a bit of a cocky tone in her voice.
"It wasn't cold when we were here. It certainly ain't gonna be cold now." Squid barked at her, folding his arms and chewing on his toothpick.
"Yeah, that's right." Armpit agreed. Twitch gave a small nod.
"Your funeral." Caty said, throwing the oversized black sweatshirt on over her head, and almost vanishing into the night.
"So, what exactly is Stone Lodge, and why are we going there?" Stanley asked, slightly out of breath from hiking the sand dune like hill.
"You'll see. It's right..here." said the counselor, taking a breath as she came to the top of the hill. There was a large cabin with boulders around it.
"Stone Lodge. Heh. It makes sense." ZigZag said. He sounded a bit like Bevis and Butthead. Caty leaded them to the lodge, the motion censored porch light which looked like an old candle holder flickered on. Caty gave him a wide eyed "Wow, you're slow" look and then smiled, opening the door. She whispered quietly as they tiptoed in. All the girls of the camp, including the counselors of the other cabins and Becky were sitting around on the floor.
"Introduction time."
