Ron and Kim walked into the camp carrying their wood and dropped it by the fire pit.
"Where are your fathers?" Asked Mrs. Possible.
"We heard them calling for us earlier, but didn't see them. I thought they would be right behind us." Said Ron.
"Well, let's wait about five minutes and see if they show up." Said Ron's mom.
About two minutes later, the two dads came crashing through the woods into their camp, no where near the path that Kim and Ron had just been on. They had lost the wood they were carrying, and each only had a small twig, but they were carrying it like a club.
"That's all the wood you two could find?" exclaimed the wives in unison.
"B…Big…" stammered Dean.
"L…Loud f…footsteps." Jim stuttered out.
"What are you two babbling about?" Anne Possible said, walking over to them.
Mr. Possible spoke first, still sounding a little shaken.
"W…we were just getting ready to come back to camp, and got turned around. My compass wasn't working right. It was spinning around and acting all crazy."
Then Mr. Stoppable cut in. "That's when we heard a loud, what would you say Jim, a thud?"
"A thud, maybe a thump. I don't know for sure. That's when we dropped the wood, picked a direction, and took off. Luckily we came right back to camp."
Ron and Kim had walked up to everyone, and had heard the whole story their fathers had just stammered out.
"Want us to check it out, Dad?" Kim asked.
"Nah, that's OK Kimmie. By the way, is dinner ready? I'm hungry."
"Dinner? For our fearful, I mean fear-LESS husbands?" Ron's mom said jokingly.
They all got a good laugh at that, and then started to set up the folding table for dinner. The wives had pre-made lasagna, salad, and garlic bread before the trip, so all they had to do was heat it up on a propane stove.
"Where's the tweebs?" Kim asked, looking around.
"And I haven't seen Rufus for a while either." Said Ron