For those of you who were disappointed about Julie & Fulton not getting together in my other fic, I've decided to feel guilty and write this fic. It's the campout after D2. If the dialogue from the movie's wrong, I'm sorry but its coming from the top of my head. Enjoy!

We'd done it, we had overcome all the odds and beaten the top seeded team to literally become the champions of the world, well in the Junior Goodwill Games world that is.

Coach Bombay had taken all of us Ducks back to Minnesota for a congratulatory campout near this pond that he used to skate on as a kid. Then unfortunately we had to say goodbye to our new friends and teammates and separate the flock, I was going back to Maine, Luis to Florida, Dwayne to Texas, Portman to Chicago, Kenny back to San Francisco and Russ back to LA.

The other Ducks would be separated in Minnesota in their own way too, Charlie, Connie, Goldberg, Averman, Guy and Fulton were all attending the same middle school, Adam would be attending his private school over in Edina and Jesse was moving away to Philadelphia, much to Goldberg's jealousy.

So here we were all sitting around the campfire telling jokes, ghost stories and reliving the glory of winning the championship game against Iceland. Miss Mackay had been thoughtful enough to bring a few big bags of marshmallows to roast on the fire after dinner.

"Ahhhhh" I heard Goldberg sigh happily as he sat back down with his marshmallow on a stick.

A flash of amber caught my attention as I noticed it was on fire. I was just about to say something when Goldberg realised and yelled.

"argh, argh! Charlie help me!" he screamed as Charlie took the stick off of him and doused the flame out with water from his canteen.

"Goldberg you're not supposed to light it on fire" he scolded as everyone laughed.

Dwayne took the opportunity to start strumming on his guitar again. It was a familiar tune that I couldn't quite place, that was until Averman started singing.

"I've paid my dues -
Time after time -
I've done my sentence
But committed no crime"

I looked at Connie next to me who smiled and nodded her head. Averman nodded his head and smiled in approval as the rest of us joined in on the song

"And bad mistakes
I've made a few
I've had my share of sand kicked in my face -
But I've come through"

I had to laugh as the Bash Brothers suddenly knelt up on their knees and threw their arms around each others shoulders creating a little mosh pit as they sang

"And it goes on, and on and on and on"

I felt Connie's arm slip across my shoulders and I saw that everyone else in the circle was doing it with whomever they were sitting with so I obliged suddenly wishing I was sitting next to Fulton.

Wait! Where did that come from? I stole another glance at the quieter Bash Brother who was displaying an enormous grin as they sang. He must have seen me staring because he turned to look at me and he winked.

Oh my god did he just wink at me or am I imagining things?

Before I could ponder too long Portman had grabbed Averman by the scruff of the neck and had pulled him into the little group. Averman looked scared stiff as the Bash Brothers pounced on him giving him a noogie on his head.

"We are the champions - my friends
And we'll keep on fighting - till the end -
We are the champions -
We are the champions
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions - of the world"

The song kinda died after that mainly because no one really knew the words to the rest of the song. The Bashes let Averman go and he adjusted his hair and glasses trying to see straight after the ordeal.

Everyone let go of their buddies, with the exception of Connie and Guy of course, and Jan and Tibbles decided it was time to go to bed. The Ducks protested saying that it was way too early but Bombay had the last word saying that they had another half an hour and then they had to go to bed.

Jan and Tibbles retreated to the tent they were sharing for the night leaving the Ducks, Coach Bombay and Miss Mackay still sitting around the fire.

"So who's up for another ghost story?" Averman asked.

The others groaned, Averman's ghost stories were getting lamer and lamer with each one he told.

I stole another glance at Fulton. It was beautiful the way the fire was creating shadows across his normally pale skin. If I was an artist he would be the perfect muse, I noted as I watched the light breeze blow his dark hair around his face. He wasn't wearing a bandana for a change and he looked good without it.

I quickly looked away when I realised I'd been looking at him for way too long.

"When are you and Portman just gonna get it together?" Connie whispered with a smirk. She was convinced that I had a crush on Portman.

"Never" I replied feeling disgusted at the thought. Sure Portman was a nice enough guy once you get to know him but the whole calling me babe fiasco with the look on his face was enough to put any girl off. I just wish it was Fulton who'd stuck up for me rather than Adam because now I was getting shit from the guys that Adam liked me. God I hope he doesn't.

"Oh come on Jules, you two would be so sweet together" Connie persisted. I'd become fast friends with the girl but it was times like this I just wanted to kill her, maybe I could throw her in the pond. Do you think anyone would notice?

"No we wouldn't now shut up!" I reply half snapping. Guy decided to use some common sense and started tickling Connie to make her forget about what had just happened.

"Argh Guy quit it" she squealed.

I smiled gratefully at him. He seemed to understand that I didn't like Portman any more than a friend.

"Oh god they're at it again, Jules you wanna come sit with us?" Portman yelled moving so that there was a spot open between him and Fulton.

I hesitated for a second before answering, this would only add fuel to Connie's fire but on the other hand I'd get to sit next to Fulton for a while.

"Yes please!" I replied making my mind up. I played it off as a joke when I sat down in between the Bash Brothers pretending that I was as sick of Connie and Guy's DPA's as they were.

"Hey, we're taking bets on Bombay and Miss Mackay. I bet he ends up in her tent by the end of the night" Fulton whispered in my ear making me feel giddy. I could smell the subtle tones of his deodorant and the minty smell of his breath.

"I bet you're right, or she ends up in his tent. Either way the outcome's the same" I managed to get out.

"Ha, hear that Portman even the Cat thinks I'm right" Fulton exclaimed nudging me slightly. I was getting really flustered by his touch by this stage.

"WHAT?" Portman screeched.

He placed his arm around my shoulders, a move that had me rolling my eyes "Julie, Julie, Julie, why would a smart girl like you, side with him" he gestured towards Fulton who glared at him. Portman smelled like firewood and cigarettes.

"And what would your bet be?" I asked sweetly wishing he'd remove his arm. I could see Connie practically bouncing on the spot she was so eager to hear what was being said. I tried my best to ignore her. She'd be hell in the tent later.

"I bet they go away from the tents for their little rendezvous" Portman answered.

I had to think about that for a moment, it did sound plausible but it seemed less likely so I grabbed Portman's hand and threw his arm off of me.

"Nah, too risky, I still agree with Fulton" I said smiling shyly at Fulton. He was just too damn hot for words.

"That's my girl!" Fulton exclaimed he must have decided it was now his turn to put his arm around me and give Portman the finger. I didn't mind, it was heaven.

"Aw come on Jules" Portman started giving me the puppy dog look. I've seen him use it on the girls in LA while Fulton just stood around looking bored.

"What? I agree with Fulton" I maintained my composure as Fulton's arm remained where it was.

"Told you she's smart!" Fulton said laughing.

"Okay guys bedtime" Bombay announced as everyone groaned.

"Already? Jeez is this the return of Captain Blood?" Averman joked but his protest was proved useless as he accidentally yawned.

"Yes and Captain Blood says bedtime NOW!" Bombay pretended to yell.

I went to stand up but Fulton dragged me back down.

"Don't go to sleep straight away" he advised.

"Why?" I asked intrigued.

"I'm planning an adventure, I'll come get you in 20 minutes" he said before scratching his head.

"Which tent is yours?" he asked sheepishly.

I had to laugh. "That one" I pointed to the tent where Connie and Guy were making out in front.

"I don't envy you" Fulton said seriously as he stood up. "See you soon" he whispered before walking to his own tent with Portman.

Needless to say I couldn't wait for what was going to happen in 20 minutes time.