*I do not own Suite Life on Deck/of Zack and Cody or any of the characters! I also do not own The Parent Trap!
As they touched, something electric again passed between them. Zack and Cody looked down at their hands, then up at each other... not knowing what to say. Just then, their friends joined them and they immediately slipped their hands into their pockets at the same time. Their friends stopped in their tracks and looked from Cody to Zack - stunned at the resemblance. The lunch bell rang and everyone else on the lawn ran toward the Mess Hall.
"Why's everyone staring?" Zack asked.
"Don't you see it?" Cody responded.
"See what?"
"The resemblance between us."
"Between you and me? A resemblance? Let me see, turn sideways ..." Cody turned as he was told. "Now the other way..." And so he did. "Well, your eyes are much closer together than mine. Your ears stick out, your teeth are crooked and that nose... well, don't worry, those things can be fixed."
Zoe and Nick laughed.
Crosby spoke up. "Want me to deck him for you?"
"Hold on, I'm not quite finished." Zack smiled. "You want to know the real difference between us?"
"I have class and you don't? Or I know how to fence and you don't? Take your pick." Zack angrily stepped forward but Marvin stepped between them.
"Okay, boys, time to break-up this little love fest. Cody... Zack..." he looked between them and noticed how they looked alike. "I mean, Zack... Cody..."
The lunch bell rang again. Jackie and Crosby pulled Cody away, as Zoe and Nick pulled Zack in the other direction.
"That boy is a major loser." Zoe said.
Nick laughed. "Yeah. Too bad you couldn't look like somebody cooler."
Cody and his friends walked along, their feet shuffling across the ground. "Do we really look as much alike as I think we do?"
Crosby shrugged. "It's just a weird freak of nature." he slapped Cody on the back. "Please accept my condolences."
Cody looked back at Zack, who was smiling softly at him. He quickly turned away and blushed softly. That night in the Navajos cabin, Cody sat at the small round table with a large pile of change, crumpled dollar bills and candy bars. Gathered around was a crowd of boys watching a poker game, Cody, with a Tootsie Pop dangling from the side of his mouth, played with four older boys and was winning big-time.
"Sorry, boys, read 'em and weep." Cody spread out a full house. The older boys groaned and tossed in their hands, as Cody raked in the pot. "So... that's it... no other takers?"
A little kid spoke up. "You've already tooken everybody..."
A crisp five dollar bill floated onto the table, behind it a smiling lookalike. "Not everybody." Zack stood over Cody with a smile on his face.
Zack picked up the deck of cards and skillfully shuffled the deck. He dealt the cards, shuffling, dealing, drawing, bluffing... First Cody raked in the pot... then Zack... then Cody... it's back and forth... until finally the entire pot sits in front of Zack and Cody. Cody was down to his last dollar. Zack tossed in his money.
"Three bucks."
Cody checked his hand... he held a straight. He bit his lip... knowing he's holding a winning hand.
"Tell you what I'm gonna do, since you're almost tapped out... I'll make you a deal. Loser jumps into the lake after the game." Zack smiled.
"Excellent." Cody smirked.
"Nude."
"Even more excellent." Cody flipped his cards over onto the table. "Queen high straight."
Zack spread a full house across the table. "Start unzipping, Princess... full-house."
Cody's bare feet stepped across the cool sand of the night, his camp uniform falling onto the sand behind him. He stepped away from his clothes and began walking to the lake. Huddled on the shore holding lanterns was a group of boys. Zack stood in the center of the group, a content smile on his face.
"That boy's butt looks awfully familiar." Zoe said as he watched Cody walk to the lake. Zack gave him a strange look and cocked an eyebrow in his direction. "It does!"
Cody reached the dock, teeth chattering. He turned back, looking at the boys. Zack and his friends waved. Cody saluted them. Cody's legs gracefully sliced through the water in a perfect dive. He popped up in the water, looking out at the boys but they were gone.
"Shit..." he thought to himself as he hurried across the sand and arrived where his clothes were, but all that was left was his sneakers. "Alright then, let the games begin."
The following day, Zack and his friends trudged home after a hike. They were hot, sweaty and tired. Zack yawned and stretched his arms up in the air. "I'm so tired. I'm crawling back into bed and sleeping until lunch."
Nick stopped and looked up at the roof of their cabin. "That does not seem like a possibility."
"Why not?"
"That's 'why not'." Nick pointed up at the roof where where Zack's eyes followed seeing where every single cot was perched.
"No way." Zack folded his arms.
Later that night, out by the lake, Cody sat by himself on the beach tossing rocks into the water.
"Hey." Zack walked over and sat down beside him.
"Hello..."
"Sorry...about last night...with your clothes and everything."
Cody looked beside him and admired the sympathetic look upon his face. "It's quite alright. I'm sure the cots on the roof was enough payback." they laughed together and placed their hands on the sand, brushing fingers. Another electrical shock ran through their fingers and the duo smiled at each other.
"Let's just keep this between you and me." Zack leaned over and brushed the hair from Cody's face. "Let them continue their little...sprawl." he smiled and stood up. "Whelp! I better get to bed!" Zack walked off leaving the boy to sit there alone once again.
Within the next day or two, the boys continued their duel between the two cabins. The time when inspection came around on the second day though, Cody's cabin was covered in shaving cream, silly string, unknown things and there was a bucket strapped above the door loaded with liquid of some sort.
"Inspection time!" Marvin Sr. stepped up to Cody's cabin and went to open the door.
Zack and the other boys who had pulled such a devious prank against their rivals, noticed Marvin Sr. about to enter the cabin. "No, no! Don't go in there!" Zack ran and blocked the door, noticing the bucket teetering on the door. "One of the boys got sick last night, it's a real mess. Save yourself the aggravation. It's really disgusting."
"Well if someone's sick, son, then I must go in." Marvin Sr. gripped the door handle not noticing the teetering bucket above his head.
Zack's eyes shot up to the bucket then back to Marvin Sr. "No, really, let go of that door. I insist. He's highly contagious."
Cody smirked. "Actually, we're all fine in here. Unless Zachary Martin knows something we don't know. Open the door and come on in, sir."
With that, Marvin Sr. swung open the door, tipping the bucket which is filled with chocolate syrup. Marvin Sr. was instantly covered head-to-toe in chocolate. Marva Jr. screamed, slipped in the syrup and tumbled down the stairs.
Marva Sr. turned to Zack, slowly wiping the syrup from his eyes. "Congratulations, boys ..."
Within moments, Cody and Zack stood side-by-side as Marvin Sr. paced in front of them, holding a towel, still wiping off chocolate. Marva, Jr. stood at his side, also spotted in chocolate. "That little stunt was the most revolting display of hooliganism ever to take place on these hollowed grounds." Marvin Sr. frowned.
"Amen." Marvin Jr. nodded.
"And worst of all, coming from two brothers who should be setting an example for the entire..."
"We're not brothers, sir." Cody spoke up.
Marvin Sr. looked at them.
"We've never even seen each other before." Zack said.
"That's impossible." Marvin Sr. stopped pacing.
"I'm afraid the look-alike thing has been the crux of the problem, Chief." Marvin Jr. said.
"Well, whatever the excuse, I recommend immediate dismissal."
"You're sending us home?" Zack gaped.
"That does somehow say we failed, doesn't it, Dad?" Marvin Jr. scratched his head.
"All right, all right... Let me just think..."
"Uh-oh." Marvin Jr. said under his breath.
The boys both chewed on their lockets, awaiting their fate as Marvin Sr. began pacing the room again.
The two Marvin's led Cody and Zack away from their bunks and up a long winding hill. Zack balanced his duffel bag on his shoulder, as Cody struggled, his full of luggage. The rest of the boys, and I mean, the entire camp, marched in a line behind them. The two Marvin's caught their breath as they led Cody and Zack into a bunk with just two cots and two trunks.
"We've got six weeks left at camp and you two are going to spend every glorious one of them together. You'll eat together, bunk together and do all your activities together. Either you'll find a way to get along or you'll punish yourselves better than I ever could." Marvin Sr. spoke.
"You'll thank us for this, you'll see." Marvin Jr. smiled.
They exited, leaving Zack and Cody alone and maybe possibly worse, with each other, or so everyone else saw it that way. Cody lifted his suitcases onto the bed and neatly started unpacking his things. Zack, on the other hand, flipped open his trunk, unzipped his duffel and shook his things out like he was emptying a bag of potato chips into a bowl.
A sign that read: Isolation Table - Do Not Disturb was above Cody and Zack as they ate at a table in the mess hall. They were separated from the other campers and ate without speaking. Cody ate a well balanced meal while he read a book as Zack munched on a cheeseburger and played his Game Boy. Neither of them looked at each other, only to keep up the appearance that they weren't thrilled that they would be spending the next six weeks, alone, together, with no peeping eyes...
hehehe. getting close ;)
Haha I'm sorry. I think the "butt" thing is funny XD BAHAHA!
I'm trying to make it seem like they don't like each other...but they're gonna have this like secret romance and ... well ... you get the point ;)