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Author's Note: OHMYGODDDD. My mother got me these fish oil tablets that I have to take every morning now because I "don't concentrate properly" and now I can't get to sleep for ageeessss and have way too much energy. Is it just because I've been in a really good mood all week or is there something in these tablets that the packet doesn't mention? Hmmm… Hey, a BIG jar of cookies for the person who can guess what's made me be in a good mood all week.

Disclaimer: If I owned Kingdom Hearts I would not need to write FanFiction, would I.

Chapter Three: Wheels on the Bus

Day Two. Part One.

Roxas leant against the door, cautiously listening for any sign that the room was occupied. He cocked the gun with his left hand, his right index finger stiffened around the trigger. He glanced over his shoulder. No sign of the guards. They must not have been alerted yet. He winked, smirking, at the figure of the thrashing butler tied to a handy nearby marble pillar.

His left hand reached out for the gleaming brass doorknob. He took a sharp intake of breath, closing his eyes briefly, perhaps thinking a silent prayer… Then he suddenly shoved the glossy white door open and raised his gun in front of him, so he was now holding it firmly with both hands, all in one swift movement, aiming at the back of a large, ordinate, black leather chair. There was a short cackle of laughter that would have made small children cry.

"I have been expecting you."

The chair turned and Roxas felt a wave of revulsion wash over him as his eyes rested on the scarred face of his target. A pale, fat hand stroked that well-groomed, white Persian cat that rested on his weak lap.

"The name's Yagami. Roxas Yagami.

He smirked, not lowering his gun. The scarred man's face twitched into some sort of expression that vaguely resembled amusement.

"I am going to kill you, Mr. Yagami."

Roxas began to retort but refrained as his vision snapped up to the door that had just burst open to reveal two bald men in matching black suits dragging a tall brunette in a clingy red dress and an empty holster strapped to her mid-thigh with them. He mentally groaned, talk about being inappropriately dressed for the occasion.

"Roxas! You must do it! Don't worry about me! You have to save the world!" she cried, struggling against the two men holding her back.

"Roxas! Roxas!"

Why was her voice suddenly getting deeper?

"Roxas? Hello?"

Roxas felt a sharp slap across his left cheek.

"What! What?"

He sprang up from his pillows in alarm, only to be greeted by the blurry - yet definitely nervous - face of his roommate: Tidus.

"Um… Everyone is waiting for you," he mumbled, shuffling around the room. Roxas blinked at him, trying to unblur his vision so he could see Tidus clearly.

"What?"

"Everyone's on the bus already. Jess says you need to errm… 'get your whiny little ass' over there," he gulped.

Roxas rolled his eyes and sighed, throwing the poor excuse for a duvet cover off his body and rolling out of bed. "Why didn't you wake me up before?" Now he would have no time to get ready.

"I did!" Tidus insisted. "But then you tried to suffocate me with a pillow so I had to run away."

Roxas narrowed his eyes in suspicion, "I thought that was a dream… a damn good dream, too."

Tidus scowled, "Gee, thanks, Roxas," he said sarcastically in falsetto, clutching the left side of his chest dramatically, sending himself up, "Your words of love and devotion mean the world to me! I don't know how you do it but I now have a sudden urge to-"

"Shut the fuck up." Roxas stared at him in disbelief, as Tidus froze mid-sentence. He shook his head and muttered that he would only be a minute.

"Alright," Tidus said. "The van's outside. Oh, and we already put your bag on it," he added.

Roxas sighed. Great. Now he had no clean clothes to put on. He would have to go outside in the boxers and flannel shirt he had slept in. Well that was just bloody fantastic. He groaned and slapped a hand to his forehead at the mere thought of being in front of that paedo Adam in such a state. Today had not started off well.

He made his way towards the door but was stopped by Tidus.

He frowned, "What?"

"Aren't you gonna get dressed?"

"I thought you just said my stuff was already loaded on to the bus." He blinked sharply in confusion. Tidus really did befuddle him sometimes.

"It is."

"So… Are you trying to tell me that my bag is on the bus but it is empty and my clothes are in fact cleverly hidden somewhere in this room?"

"Pssh. What kind of an idiot do you take me for?" Roxas opened his mouth to reply but- "On second thoughts, don't answer that." Tidus grinned and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Kairi told me to take some clean clothes out for you. They're over there." He gestured over to the end of Roxas' bed.

Damn. How could he have missed them?

Roxas proceeded to change into the clean clothes Tidus had, thankfully, left out for him, grumbling about how stupid Tidus was to have not told him straight away but silently praising that good lord in heaven that he wouldn't have to go out there in the clothes he had slept in. A niggling voice in the back of his mind told him that he wouldn't have been able to do it anyway, not when there was a certain red-head on that bus, but he chose to ignore it. He bent his knees slightly to examine his reflection. He was thankful for the fact that the what-goes-with-what section of Tidus' brain was functioning properly and he had laid out some decent clothes that didn't clash.

Tidus tutted. "Who are you gussying up for now?" he asked, smirking.

Roxas snorted, "No one." He lied. Was he lying? If he was perfectly honest; he didn't have a flipping clue. He knew that he wanted to look good, but he didn't know why. "How can you tell me off for checking my hair, Mr. I-Won-Most-Metro-Sexual-In-Superlatives?"

"Whatever. If I were you I wouldn't bother. I don't know what's going on between the two of you, but that red-head was definitely checking you out yesterday."

Roxas' head shot up like a bullet, "Really?"

Tidus laughed, "Ooh, you sound so hopeful!" he teased, "Well, let's just say he didn't take his eyes off you for the whole of Jess's weird speech thing."

Roxas nodded and sighed at his reflection; it looked like the "Just Got Out Of Bed" look would be sticking with him today. Not that he cared. Why would he? He had absolutely no reason to look good today, no reason at all. Especially not a red-headed reason. No. Way.

He mentally screamed at his brain to shut up and stop being so stupid. Honestly, sometimes he wondered if he had some sort of cricket-thing in a top hat and tailcoat living inside his mind and constantly giving him a running commentary on his life. Right now it seemed to be muttering on about denial not just being a river in Egypt. Why the hell did it have a Jamaican accent?

Tidus grinned mischievously at him as they both made their way out of the damp log cabin and over to the fluorescent orange bus. Jess was tapping her foot impatiently and leaning again the side of it. When she noticed them she pointed at her watch and tutted, "Had a good lie in, Roxas?"

Roxas just rolled his eyes and ignored her. He stepped onto the bus. Kairi waved at him from the back, there was an empty seat either side of her, and gestured for him to come and sit down. Tidus pushed lightly past him, winking as he sat down next to a delighted Selphie who immediately flung her arms around his neck. Poor guy. He nodded at Sora and Zexion, the former waved at him enthusiastically and the latter smiled wanly as though he had only just realised that he was condemned to sit with the hyper brunette for the next four hours.

Roxas had to admit that he did think it was stupid for them to go on a four hour journey just to get to a certain lake when there were a whole host of perfectly sufficient lakes a hell of a lot nearer. He had never voiced this opinion, however, for fear of being 'thrown to the lions'. It was an old Camp Adventure saying and only those that it had happened to knew exactly what it meant and they had been too traumatised to tell anyone else what it was. To be honest, Roxas really didn't want to find out if he could help it.

"…such a pervert, Riku. Stop staring at him."

"I wasn't staring. I was just- hey, Roxas is here. I swear Axel is gonna…"

The rest of the conversation between Demyx and Riku was lost to him, partly because he had moved past them and partly because he didn't want to hear anymore. He really didn't want to know who Riku was being accused of perving on, what they were going to say about him or what Axel was supposedly going to do.

He rolled his eyes as he past Tidus and Selphie playing and endless, slow game of tonsil tennis, though he did resist the urge to yell 'get a fucking room'.

"For fuck's sake, Axel! Do I need a reason? Just switch seats with me!" Larxene whispered angrily, smacking the red-head over the head.

"I said no. I can't sit next to him!"

Larxene muttered something incoherent under her breath; the only words Roxas caught were 'sexy', 'bed hair' and 'fuck'. He bit his bottom lip as he accidentally caught Axel's eye. He didn't know what to do. It was like one of those moments in a film when everything slows down and every second seems to last a lifetime. He wanted to break the eye contact but he couldn't seem to bring himself to. Then, Axel did it for him. The red-head turned so he was now staring out of the window, completely expressionless. Roxas really needed to work out how to pull off an expressionless face.

The blond sat down in between the still muttering Larxene and Kairi, the latter patted him comfortingly on the shoulder. He smiled weakly at her and was about to initiate a conversation when Jess interrupted him.

"Right, my over-baked scones! Nice to see you all looking bright eyed and bushy tailed and ready for the day ahead." She grinned around at their tired faces. "Adam is supposed to do a safety lecture," Adam made to stand up but Jess shoved him back into his seat, "but we don't want you to die of boredom." She smirked. "Leon is gonna drive so be nice to him because now he is not allowed to fall asleep or drink the booze." Adam cleared his throat and pointedly frowned at her in a disproving manner. "…Not that we have any," she added sheepishly, rubbing her right forearm.

The occupants of the minibus suddenly seemed ever so slightly worried for their safety.

"So!" she clapped her hands together and grinned at them.

Roxas felt really quite intimidated. He suspected that what Larxene was muttering mutinously under her breath wasn't helping him feel any better. He glanced sideways at her; she glared at him, then smirked and whispered something to Axel. The red-head gulped then nodded, returned to his gazing out of the window.

Roxas looked down at his hands, digging at a hangnail on his left thumb absentmindedly. He really wanted to know what Larxene had said to Axel. His mind was capable of coming up with several ideas of what it could have been, each one more ridiculous than the last. What was the point in guessing something like that, anyway? He knew that it was probably something about him but that was the only clue he had. There was only a very minuscule chance that he could guess correctly. And he didn't care anyway. So what was the point? He. Didn't. Care.

Bah. Who was he kidding?

"Roxas. Don't get your phone out." Kairi whispered urgently, gripping his arm tightly.

Roxas frowned, "What? Sorry, I was spacing out. You want my phone?" he reached into his pocket and pulled it out.

"NO! Put it away!" she hissed. "Jess is coming round and taking them off us and-"

"Phones, please."

Roxas looked up to see Jess holding a bag out to them and grinning evilly. The bag already held seven phones, because Selphie always needed two phones. He snorted at the thought of Selphie without even one of her phones - a babbling nervous wreak came pretty close.

As he deposited his cell phone into the bag Jess held in her outstretched hands, he smirked at the thought of Hayner not being able to make contact with him for the remainder of this trip. Having not known that they would have their phones confiscated Roxas had failed to mention in their urgent conversation last night that this would be the last time they would be able to talk for the next week. Poor old Hayner.

Kairi reluctantly handed over her phone after trying to make Jess believe that she didn't have it with her, she scowled and crossed her arms in annoyance afterwards. Axel's was quick to follow. Larxene gave hers to Jess along with a scathing look and a death threat. Jess grinned wickedly at them all and skipped back to the front of the bus. She chucked the bag at her seat precariously - Larxene's lip curled in amusement as it connected with the side of Adam's head. Both Axel and Roxas snorted into their laps causing them to look at each other in surprise and alarm. Axel smirked slightly and Roxas raised his eyebrows: that smirk had changed. Only slightly, perhaps, but Roxas still noticed. He could remember every detail about that- no. No, he mustn't think about that. Not here. Not now.

"What's she doing now?" Kairi asked, nudging him with her pointy elbow.

Roxas raised an eyebrow in mild interest and looked down the aisle.

"Handing out…paper?" he hazarded a guess.

Kairi merely looked bewildered, "What for? To write down our thoughts? Pssh. Yeah right! Day Two, six fifteen in the morning. I am seriously pissed off right now. I feel like I am on my frickin' period and that my PMS is at its worst. I also feel as though I have just seen my boyfriend cheating on me with the rest of my school- and yes, I am aware that I am currently single. I am not going to use my anger in a positive way like Mahatma Gandhi. Instead, I am going to punch someone until they can't find the location of their own arsehole. Is she serious?"

"Jesus, Kai. Calm down. Take a chill pill."

"Fuck off, Tidus."

Tidus glanced at Roxas mouthing, "what the hell?" Roxas just shrugged in reply. Tidus rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to a babbling Selphie. Roxas looked back at Kairi who was silently fuming in her seat, her mouth moving wordlessly.

"What's up with you? Is this just about Jess taking your phone away?"

"Yes," her eye twitched, "I have pictures on there."

Roxas wrinkled his nose in disgust, "Gross, Kairi," he muttered.

"Not those type of pictures! You have a sick mind, my friend."

He snorted and grinned at her.

"Come on, you two. We don't have all day."

They looked up to see Jess waving several sheets of paper under their noses. She shook it at them before giving up and throwing it at them instead. It could have been caused by the lurch forward as Leon started up the minibus, but Roxas knew that she had just got bored of waiting.

"Right, my cherry lumps! This paper is for you to write home or wherever you want to write to. You come to me for stamps and envelopes. I don't trust you with them…"

Roxas raised his eyebrows at Kairi who just rolled her kohl-rimmed eyes in an annoyed fashion.

"Wave goodbye, kids!" Adam yelled over his shoulder cheerfully. He was the only one wearing his seatbelt.

"We're not fucking kids! Retard." Larxene screamed at him.

Roxas had to clench his jaw to prevent himself from shifting away from her, he didn't think that insulting her would be a good idea.

"Let's sing a song!" Adam suggested brightly, "Let's see…" he paused to think, "Aha! Wish me luck as you wave me goodbye! Cheerio-"

"Adam. We are not going to war."

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"Okay." Adam paused to think, "Aha! Everywhere we go-oh! Everywhere we go-oh! People always ask us, join in, kids!"

The occupants of the minibus - excluding Adam - remained silent.

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"Alright, I've got it! There was a yellow bird!"

"With a yellow bill!" Demyx joined in enthusiastically.

After a sharp a sharp backslap from Riku, the occupants of the minibus - excluding Adam - remained silent.

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"There are nine million bicycles in Beijing!"

The occupants of the minibus - excluding Adam - remained silent.

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"You'll all know this one! Ten green bottles sitting on a wall. Ten green bottles sitting on a wall. And if one green bottle should accidentally fall, they'll be nine green bottles sitting on the wall. Altogether now! Nine green bottles sitting on a wall…"

The occupants of the minibus - excluding Adam - remained silent.

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"99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer! Take one down, pass it around, 98 bottles of beer on the wall!"

"98 bottles of beer on the wall, 98 bottles of beer! Take one down, pass it around, 97 bottles of beer on the wall!"

"97 bottles-"

"OKAY" WE GET IT!" Larxene shrieked, causing Adam to cower in his seat despite the distance between them.

"This has got to be the worst journey in the history of the world." Kairi mumbled, her head flopping wearily onto Roxas' shoulder.

Roxas grimaced, as Adam broke into a chorus of Amazing Grace - complete with a warbling voice. "You said it."

"My legs are numb," she moaned.

"We've only been sitting down for, oohh… two and a half hours. Just another two to go."

The auburn-haired girl groaned and began repeatedly banging her cranium again the seat in front of her. Riku's head shot up in alarm, he rolling his eyes in annoyance when he realised why the backrest of his seat was moving. Perhaps he thought that something exciting was finally happening. If only he were right.

There was a loud screech of tyres and the minibus veered off the motorway into a service station.

Selphie and Tidus, still lip locked, rammed into the seat in front of them, Axel's head - forced by Larxene's hands - smacked against the window, Kairi grabbed Roxas and they both fell safely onto the empty seat next to her, Sora yelped and flung himself at Zexion who, cleverly, had managed to get into the brace position and Riku curled up into a protective ball and rolled off his seat.

And that, my friends, is why you should always wear a seatbelt.

"Jess! Never grab the steering wheel like that again!" Adam scolded, safely buckled into his seat still. "Are you alright kids?"

"Stop worrying, Adam. Relax. They're fine. And if I hadn't made Leon turn in here he would have actually fallen asleep as he has been threatening to do for the last hour and a half. And I don't think it was your singing that caused it. He needs coffee to err… stimulate him."

"I see." Adam said, scratching his chin thoughtfully.

"Do you now?"

"I do."

"Oh really?"

"Yes."

"You sure about that?"

"Indubitably."

"Bah. You have no idea."

Roxas watched the conversation wearily. He had long since began to wonder if Camp Adventure might have become Camp Insane - For People Who Are Not Quite "All There" In Their Mind.

Leon parked the minibus almost flawlessly and collapsed onto the steering wheel, scowling at the dancing moogle attached to the dashboard.

"Okay. Coffee time!" Jess announced.

Everyone started picking himself or herself up off the floor or rubbing the sore part of their body which would probably be nice and purple in a few minutes.

"Woah! Where do you think you're going?" Jess asked, stopping them from exiting the minibus.

"Errm, Starbucks?" Tidus suggested, pointing at the green and white coffee house in the service station. "You said it was coffee time."

"Yeah, but I didn't say you could come with me."

Demyx promptly fell out of his seat.

Axel snorted, "Talk about a delayed reaction," he muttered to a smirking Larxene who burst into a peel of laughter.

The corners of Roxas' mouth twitched up into an amused smile without him realising it.

"I want cream." Leon stated as Jess leapt off the minibus and galloped towards Starbucks. He rolled his eyes and flicked the dancing moogle off the dashboard. It rolled around the floor of the minibus, bounced down the stairs and went off to seek its fortune.

A long half hour later, Jess returned carrying only three cups. She handed one to Leon who grabbed it and quickly took a large gulp as though his life depended on it. He was probably imagining a nine-foot-tall guy with a red beard brandishing a hefty axe standing behind him, ready to strike if he didn't drink. Or maybe not. Leon frowned and looked at the cup suspiciously then looked at Jess blankly.

"This is a Grande Americano with two sugars and no milk." He stated.

Jess blinked at him. "…and?"

Leon's expression didn't change. "I wanted a Venti caramel crème Frappuccino."

"I know." She shrugged. "Say, Leon, do 'student loans' and 'a tight budget' mean anything to you?" she questioned, smirking slightly.

He rolled his eyes and started gulping his coffee down. Jess grinned and turned to face the back of the bus.

"Adam, pass me that bottle of water." She pointed to the three quarters full two-litre bottle of Evian under her seat. He shot her a quizzical look before picking it up and passing it to her. She thanked him cheerfully and unscrewed the top. Roxas wondered how one tall coffee was going to go round eleven people. Jess had already given one to Leon (it was now non-existent) and secured a Grande cappuccino with chocolate sprinkles for herself. His thoughts were soon answered as she poured the third cup into the water bottle, effectively making two litres of lukewarm, heavily diluted coffee.

Beside him, Kairi shuffled in her seat, muttering something about diluted coffee and insufficient pick-me-ups. Roxas was almost too bored to sympathise.

"Here you are, my undercooked cupcakes!" Jess held the bottle out to Sora who grabbed it off her eagerly. "Make sure everyone gets some."

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"I can't believe you drugged it!" Roxas stared at the cackling Jess in disbelief. All around him the occupants of the minibus were snoozing deeply. Only Leon, Jess and himself remained conscious as Roxas had refused to drink any of the so called 'coffee' and Jess had obviously only drugged what neither Leon nor herself would be drinking.

"Yes, I do think it was one of my less brilliant ideas." She admitted thoughtfully. "Don't you think Leon?"

Leon's eyes were wide and slightly dull as he stared at the road in his coffee stimulated consciousness. Needless to say, he did not reply.

"He had extra caffeine in his." Jess explained to Roxas, winking.

Roxas raised his eyebrows and made a noise halfway between and snort and laughter. Jess shot him a strange look bit otherwise took no notice. She patted the empty seat beside her (Adam had long since had his seatbelt removed and been pushed onto the floor).

He nodded warily and made his way up to the front of the minibus. He didn't particularly want to sit next to her - in fact, he would rather have jumped into a pit of blood-thirsty moogles - but if he didn't she might do something scary… like castrate him. Ouch, he should have thought that.

"Roxas, Roxas, Roxas." Jess muttered, tapping her chin with her left index finger.

"…Y-Yes?" he stammered nervously. He couldn't help but predict that she was about to launch into a truly awful and embarrassing interrogation, it just seemed like the kind of thing she would do. The fact that she was flicking the on/off switch of her shiny yellow torch probably wasn't helping. He could just imagine her imitating the dripping of water coming through a hole in the roof of the dark room with the swinging light - why did interrogation rooms always look like that in films? Surely they must have a higher budget than that.

"Tell me all, my trampled sandcastle." She drawled, turning to face him, sitting cross-legged and resting her pointy chin on her right palm.

Damn. He should never have even let the thought cross his mind. Wait. Maybe she was just trying to trick him into telling her all his deepest, darkest secrets (like the swimming event in second grade that we do not dare speak of) and then say something like 'well, that sure was interesting but I actually wanted to know why you came on this trip.' For now, it was best to play the idiot.

"Tell you what?"

She cocked an eyebrow at him, unconvinced. "About you and Axel, of course!" she exclaimed. "There is obviously something going on between you. I mean, he was practically undressing you with his eyes yesterday and you've been sneaking glances at each other when you thought that no one was looking for the whole journey."

"I-I think you might be over ex-"

"Shh." She held a hand up to silence him. "Now tell me, is it just 'ooh, man, I really wanna bang him' or are you two star cross'd lovers willing to lay down your lives-"

"Don't start quoting Romeo and Juliet, now." Leon protested, turning sharply into the third lane.

"I wouldn't have expected you to know that was from Romeo and Juliet…" Jess' eyebrows rose up in surprise.

He shrugged it off, "Eh, some people like the cheesy stuff like that."

"Ah, got you." She grinned. "Anyway. Roxas?"

He blinked at her. Once. Twice. Three times.

"I'll take that as a yes." She decided.

"NO!" Roxas cried, snapping out of his state of silence. "No, no, nonooo… I- we're- there's nothing going on. I swear."

"Hmm… So, has something already happened then?"

"Um, not exactly." He scratched the back of his head nervously. Damn her. Stop asking questions.

"What exactly?" she noticed him hesitate. "Roxas, darling, I promise you that I won't do anything with the juicy goss- the information you give me and that I will not tell a soul."

Roxas did not trust her one bit but he really didn't want to find out what 'being thrown to the lions' involved.

"Well, um, we used be friends a while ago but, um, now we're not," he said simply.

Jess coughed. "Don't expect me to believe that's all there is to it, I'm not Adam."

"Gah. Fine." Roxas babbled on for a good ten minutes, barely pausing to breathe. This wasn't a story he liked telling and not one he told often or lightly. Yet here he was telling it to a loud, untrustworthy, gossiping stranger who would most likely use it to blackmail him. What was happening to him? Was just being around Axel making him lose it? No, don't be ridiculous, he wasn't losing it. Of course he wasn't. He was still perfectly sane.

…so, why was he telling her this? Oh yeah, blackmail. Or something like that.

"So," she concluded, "you're telling me that you dated him, he got famous and didn't give you the attention you wanted so you cheated on him."

Roxas scratched his cheek sheepishly, it sounded really stupid and pathetic when she put it like that. "Well, basically, yeah."

She burst out laughing, rocking in her seat and clutching her sides weakly. Roxas was completely baffled. Was it really that funny? In fact, was it funny at all? Hayner hadn't laughed when he had told him about it, neither had Kairi. He hadn't told his parents or anyone else exactly what had happened but they weren't stupid, they knew not to mention that name around him. Sora, the paper, the radio and the television however, did not.

"You're even worse than I thought!" she chuckled.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Roxas exclaimed.

"Well, I didn't imagine you to be the type to cheat on someone." She stopped laughing and semi-glared at him accusingly.

Was this woman seriously going to give him a lesson in morality? "I- I- I know I shouldn't have done-"

"Yes, dear." She cut across him. "I think you had better have some of that coffee and go to sleep." She patted him on the shoulder sympathetically. "And don't worry, I won't repeat this to anyone, and I'll do my best to keep any awkward situations that might rise at bay."

Roxas' mouth twitched into an uncertain smile; if she wasn't telling the truth she was a damn good actress. He picked up the bottle, took a large swig - shuddered at the taste - and made his way back to his seat in between Kairi and Larxene. His eyes flickered to Axel's sleeping form. He hoped that Jess would keep her word; he didn't want to make the situation worse than it already was.

Meanwhile, Jess folded her arms and nodded her proud head at Leon triumphantly. "Leon, this is going to be the best week in the history of your time at Camp Adventure."

Leon snorted and let a grin slip onto his features. "I don't think that's possible," he retorted.

"I wouldn't be so sure. I am going to have so much fun, the people on the other side of the world will be wheezing with laughter."

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