Chapter 3
Well, Cameron had managed to finish building the huts with the help of Foreman and Katie. Chase hadn't been seen for the last three hours, and it was time for dinner, so they all decided to eat without him. If he wanted to eat, then he could cook some wild animal, or he could march right back to their little camp and eat. They didn't really care which.
House, Cuddy, Wilson, Foreman, Cameron, and Katie all sat down around the bonfire that Cuddy and her wife had built (Wilson: We are not married!).
"What did you guys find?" asked Cameron.
House didn't really care, however. He was willing to eat anything, so he grabbed the nearest bag of snack food.
"What's that?" asked Cameron. She leaned up against House to read what the bag said.
House opened the bag without even reading the name of the snack. Cameron, on the other hand, actually cared what entered her body. She grabbed the bag from House and read it:
Jimmy Snacks!
Cameron shrugged. Anything called Jimmy Snacks couldn't be that bad, right?
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Of course, three hours later, House and Cameron were completely dazed. They had made it a point to find a hut of their own to have a little private time. The Jimmy Snacks had them going at it like bunnies on crack.
House shook his head. "My god," House sighed. "What did you get into?"
Cameron had a wild look on her face. "I haven't eaten anything since dinner." She held up the bag of Jimmy Snacks.
House, who was hungry as always, grabbed the bag from her and began to eat more. This provided a good view of the back of the bag for Cameron, though. While House was munching away, Cameron read the ingredients; they were one shock after another.
"What's wrong?" asked House.
Cameron grabbed the bag of Jimmy Snacks from House and read the front of the bag. Under the title, was the snack's slogan….
Jimmy Snacks: The afternoon snack that's better than crack!
House refused to let Cameron throw the snacks out, though, so they finished them off together before having another go at it.