Here's my fourth chapter! Please read!

Chapter 4.

Once this argument was settled, they all found a log leaning across the stream to cross. Joey, anxious to get to the other side so he can take a drink from the stream ("Why didn't you just drink from the other side?" Yugi asked him when he said this. Joey didn't answer), went first. However, the log was all rotted in the middle. When he was half way over, the log gave a deafening crack and dropped Joey into the stream. He got wet. He swam back to the side they were all on, ignoring everyone's questions at why he didn't just swim to the opposite bank.

Eventually, they found another log to cross. Joey, finally having learned that he should never be first for anything, stayed where he was. Tristan volunteered to cross first. It was not rotted and stable.

"How come whenever I'm first for something, something bad happens to me, and whenever you all are first for something, everything's fine?" Joey questioned them. He was ignored.

"Moo," the cow interrupted again. It was ignored, too.

"Great, I feel like a cow," Joey muttered to himself.

"Okay, now that we're all across," Solomon started, "we have to move this log so that we're right in front of the motor home."

This proved impossible, as the motor home was stuck in mud. So, they gave up and set up camp where they were. Tea and Joey were to set up the tent, Yugi and Yami went to look for dry firewood, and Tristan and Solomon were to take baskets from the motor home and "hunt" for food.

About an hour later, they were all back at the campsite (they returned conveniently at the same time). Joey and Tea had the tent set up, and had just come back outside of it, having put everyone's bags and sleeping bags inside. Yugi dropped three large logs in the middle of the circle of rocks they had set in the middle of the campsite. Yami dropped a small stick.

"What?" he said when he noticed everyone was glaring at him. "It was a really dry looking stick. Besides, us ancient Egyptians didn't need to use three whole logs to make a fire. We used a torch."

"There was oil on that torch," Yugi told him. "We don't have any oil. There's a difference."

Tristan and Solomon both put their baskets on the ground beside the tent. Tristan put down an overfull basket of apples. (There was a forest and a pond nearby.) Solomon put down a rock.

"What?" he said when he noticed everyone was glaring at him. "It was a really tasty looking rock. Besides, us old people used to be able to eat hard, colorful rocks on a stick."

"That must've been rock candy," Yugi told him. "We don't have any rock candy. There's a difference."

"No there isn't," Solomon replied. "They both make me hyper!"

"NO!" Yami yelped, and dived at the rock. However, Solomon beat him to it, and all Yami did was knock the tent down. Solomon stuffed the rock in his mouth when Yami wasn't looking.

The effects were immediate. Yugi could see Solomon's eyes flashing with excitement. He immediately began running madly around the campsite, singing something horribly horrible that went something horribly like this:

"I love you!

You love me!

We're a happy family!

With a great big hug and a,

Kiss from me to you,

I will eat your leg off, too!

MUHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Ugh… I hate that purple dinosaur," Joey commented.

"Well…" Yugi started, "I don't want to stay here and listen to him anymore. What do you say we do something? We can go exploring."

"I've got a better idea," Joey told them. "There's a natural swimming lake upstream from here. Why don't we go swim in it?"

"How do you know that?" Tea asked.

"Did you steal gramp's map?" Yami interrogated, having gotten up and fixed the tent.

"No, I just walked the three mile hike up to it, found it, and walked back without you five ever noticing I was gone. No, of COURSE I looked at the map!" Joey said sarcastically. Tristan suddenly began laughing. "What's so funny?" Joey wondered.

"…Heh heh… I like sarcasm!" Tristan blurted out.

"…"

"Anyway, good idea, Joey. Let's go. Really," Yugi suggested.

"Is it really three miles?" Tea questioned.

"Uh…hello? I was being sarcastic at the time," Joey spat back, staring at Tristan rolling around on the ground.

"Oh. Okay."

Eventually, they all got into their bathing suits and walked the two and a half mile hike to the swimming pool. Solomon seemed to be having a good time. He swam the circumference of the pool fast enough to swim across the pacific in three hours, tops. He also entertained himself by picking up random innocent fish and whacking them all with it. Tristan found his entertainment by tying Solomon to a tree.

The rest of them all tried to swim at first, but eventually gave up because the pool was so abundant with fish that there was hardly any room. A lot of them seemed pretty stupid, too, because they kept on jumping up at them, as if trying to attack them. One got stuck in Yami's hair, so, after getting it out, he insisted that they go back to camp so he can get his hair gel and fix it.

"Man, all those stupid fish spoiled all of our fun," Joey said angrily on their way back. "Solomon didn't help, either, always whacking me with that stupid quill fish."

"Speaking of Grandpa, where is he?" Yugi asked.

"Uh… I think we left him tied to that tree," Tristan answered.

"Ugh."

They all had to take up more of their time to go and get Solomon. He was having fun catching fish in his mouth, because they all just kept on jumping in.

"Didn't we bring fishing rods or something?" Joey asked when they left for the motor home again.

"Yeah, they're in the closet on the second floor. I saw them," Tea told him.

"SWEET!" Joey screamed loud enough to deafen the penguins in Antarctica. Joey raced off to retrieve one.

"You know what I would like now?" Solomon asked them when they got back to the motor home. Solomon's rock highness wore off by now.

"I don't know Solomon, what would you like now?" Tristan answered.

"A nice, refreshing mud bath!"

"We have a mud bath?" Yugi wondered.

"Sure," Solomon started. "It's in the bathroom on the second floor all the way in the back."

"Wait…how do you know this?" Tristan questioned. "You were up front with me the whole time."

"Yeah, but my brain popped out of my head and explored for me," Solomon answered.

"Oh, is that why we're here?" Yami interrogated.

"Shut up," was Solomon's response.

As soon as they approached the motor home, however, it gave a big jolt, and started sliding down the hill. They all stopped and watched it. It continued to roll down the hill, gathering speed until finally it fell straight in the river, where the green aliens that will one day live among us on Earth in peace will find it and put it in the museum of sordid and disgusting oddities.

Solomon immediately jumped in the mud puddle that it left behind and groveled.

"How am I going to take my mud bath now?" He yelled.

"Wait, that mud puddle wasn't there when I parked at the top of this hill," Tristan remembered.

"Wait…" Yami started," are you saying that the motor home… what's a proper term to put this in… are you saying that it…"

"Yeah, it did," Tristan answered.

"Oh, that's just NASTY!" Yami screamed, staring at Solomon, who was now rolling around in it.

"You know, it could've just been an oil leak," Yugi suggested.

"No way," Yami and Tristan said in unison.

"I know, because you said it yourself," Yami recalled, "you said that oil is for making torches burn. You never said it was to make motor homes go."

"It's for BOTH!" Yugi replied.

"Wait a second…" Tea began. "Joey was inside that thing!"

"Hi, guys!" Joey greeted from behind them. Everyone turned around.

"… Never mind," Tea said.

"Look at this!" Joey ordered, holding up his fishing rod. "Are these things stupid, or what!" There was a fish on the hook. Nothing unusual there. What was unusual was that on that fish's tail was another fish, and there was another fish on that fish's tail, and it created a chain to the ground. "These things are practically begging to be eaten! And I didn't even use any bait! …Where's the motor home? And why is Solomon rolling round all crazy like in a puddle of oil?"

"Ha, I told you it was oil!" Yugi screamed in triumph.

"Moo," the cow agreed.

Well, that's the fourth chapter! I know the cow is random and problably annoying to some people, but it actually has a purpose for later on in the story, so don't worry! See-ya!

Yugisrose