The sun rises over the trees, making the forest bright and friendly. A far cry from its dark and sinister look of the night before. Birds are singing in the trees and the whole scene looks like a video clip from any typical Disney Movie. As usual the lovely mood is broken by Miss Perky's piercing screams of joy.

"Good Morning, yea!"

Carlos awakens with a start, looking slightly disheveled and barley alert.

"Bacon…"

Alfred also awakens, looking just as tired and cranky as Carlos.

"Just five more minutes…"

William appears to be the only one that is even marginally as perky as Miss Perky in the mornings. He crawls out of his tent, already dressed and sporting his usual dim smile.

"My what a lovely morning. But I must wonder as to the location of our esteemed friends."

"What did he say?" Alfred asks, yawing loudly. "It's too early to have to interpret evil scientist."

"Nice morning, but where is everyone." Carlos mumbles crawling out of his own tent.

"Oh, ok."

Miss Perky claps her hands getting everyone's attention. Not that it would take much, I mean there is only three campers still in camp after all.

"Time to get the camp ready to leave, yea!"

Thirty minutes later and Carlos is just packing up the last tent and giving Alfred a hand with several bags. At the other side of the camp, William is taking notes and making sure all his little critters are caged up and ready to go. There is no sign of the missing campers.

"Ok, the camp is all packed up, now what?" Carlos looks toward William. "Any ideas Will?"

"It seems our adventuress friends have yet to return from their outing."

"You mean they're still lost?" Alfred still looks half asleep. "You're a lot harder to understand than Alexia."

"That's what he means."

Carlos prepares to elaborate, but several noises from the woods stop him. Despite it being morning, practically afternoon in fact, the three surviving campers turn a bit pale and huddle closer. You know, just in case and all that. From the woods there is the sound of snapping twigs and what sounds like a lot of bitching.

"Crap, but he's heavy."

"It must be all the leather."

"Just be quiet and keep moving."

"Look here, you got the light stuff…try dragging this damn sword for an hour and a half!"

Carlos, William, and Alfred glance at each other, looking confused. Several seconds later Annette emerges from the tree line carrying two pistols. She is quickly followed by Alexia dragging a sword behind her then Jill and Rebecca carrying a large burlap sack. The sack appears to be struggling quite a bit, making the carrying very difficult for our two young fan girls. If course I doubt the screaming from inside the bag is helping the situation.

"Will you let me out of here!" Dante snaps. "I said let me out of here!"

"What in the world do you four have there?" Carlos eyes the bag for a moment than looks straight at Jill. "Well?"

"Oh…err…nothing!" Jill strains a smile, still struggling with the sack. "Really, nothing important."

"I'll show you nothing!" Dante growls.

Annette quickly takes care of the situation, hitting Dante with his one of his own guns…knocking him unconscious.

"Nothing to worry about."

Alfred, William, and Carlos stare blankly as the four women drag their sack and various weapons over to the pile of bags. Alfred starts to open his mouth, perhaps to ask a very stupid question, when Leon and Chris emerge from the woods looking a bit the worse for wear.

"What happened to you two?" Jill asks, sitting down on the sack containing Dante. "You guys look like shit."

"We got lost." Leon mumbled, pulling a twig out of his hair. "It was horrible."

"Don't forget almost getting Texas Chainsaw Massacred by some crazy in a cabin." Chris snapped, pulling several leaves off his shirt. "That guy was completely mental."

"As much as I hate to know." Annette sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Where is Steve?"

"Last time I saw him, he was being chased by a head…"

Everyone turns as Enrico, Forest, Joseph, and Kenneth enter camp. Just behind them is Steve carrying his new friend, the dismembered female head. Apparently he and the head are in deep conversation.

"No, I'm serious." Steve nods knowingly. "This isn't entirely a new thing."

"Really?" The head looks unconvinced. "Dismembered heads and all?"

"Oh yea, there are zombies too."

Everyone is now staring at the two of them, opened mouthed and in complete shock. Steve and the head ignore them, carrying on their conversation…which has moved from zombies to deadites. In the meantime Ark stumbles into camp sporting various bruises which look a great deal like poke marks from a stick…go figure.

"Where am I?"

"Oh great." Forest rolls his eyes. "He's lost his memory again."

Just then Barry walks into camp, dragging a very morose Sherry. She happens to be crying a great deal at the moment and for once Barry actually looks like he has half a brain…I know, it's creeping me out too.

"He got hit in the head by the author."

"What's wrong with her?" Kenneth flicks his head toward Sherry. "She get bopped too?"

"No, she lost track of Van Helsing."

"Huh?"

"Long story."

Before Barry can elaborate, Wesker comes stomping into camp, red faced, and extremely pissed off. Following right behind him are Brad and Bill, laughing. Brad doesn't look the least bit scared, of course it helps that Billy is just a bit bigger than Wesker and Brad is cowering behind him…even if he is laughing his head off, he isn't that stupid.

"What is so funny?" Chris looks first to Billy, then Brad. "Come on, what happened?"

"Wesker…giggle…got…giggle…he…giggle…got…giggle…spanked…giggle."

For a full minute there is complete silence in camp, not even William's little creations are making any noise. Then suddenly everyone bursts out laughing. This does not improve Wesker's mood in the slightest.

"SHUT-UP…JUST SHUT-UP!"

Of course no one pays the slightest amount of attention to him. As the laughter continues, Wesker stalks off and pouts under a nearby pine tree. While that laughing still continues, with no look of ending anytime soon, Claire comes skipping into camp followed by her little animal entourage.

"Hi!" She screeches, sounding a great deal like Miss Perky. "I'm back!"

"Good God Claire." Chris eyes his sister warily, his laughter dying immediately. "Where did you find all those animals?"

"They lead me out of the forest!"

"How did you manage to make that happen?"

"I'll show you…" Claire then breaks into song once more, killing two squirrels nearby. "Oh when my prince will come…"

Everyone clamps their hands over their ears, as they are assaulted by ear splitting notes and half-forgotten lyrics. Even Miss Perky looks to be in a great deal of pain.

"SOMEONE SHUT HER UP!" William yelled, actually making sense.

"PLEASE HAVE MERCY ON US!" Wesker howled, actually looking scared.

Suddenly, Claire gets hit in the head by a flying stick and is knocked unconscious. Everyone present breaths a sigh of relief and checks to see that their ears aren't bleeding. Chris stands over his fallen sister and shakes his head.

"Sorry Claire, but I had to do it."

"Alrighty kids, time to head back to camp, yea!" Miss Perky screams to the half deaf campers.

A/N: And thus ends the camping trip. I would like to point out something I forgot to mention in the last chapter, the character Cora does in no way belong to me. She is CassSpaz's character and I was using her with Cass' permission. Thank you!