How to Escape Your Summer Camp

Chapter 5

"FREEDOM!" Ichigo yelled, tossing the roll of toilet paper into the air. It spun as it flew, winding out a white trail behind it.

Beside him, Lilinette cackled. "Woohooooo!"

The two slung rolls of toilet paper into the air, then snatched them up off the ground to throw them again, entangling the massive metal statue of the Camp Founder in the middle of the inner courtyard.

Their goal accomplished, they bolted in opposite directions, whooping like Indians as they ran.

Ichigo eyed the huge RV pulled into the fancy parking garage, humming thoughtfully. Briefly, he fisted his hand in his shirt over his heart. "Shiro."

Gin beamed as Ichigo handed him a flashlight.

"Toads only, remember?" muttered Ichigo. "Nothing that'll die out of water. The toads are the ugliest anyways."

The flicker of flashlights and frantic croaking of the toads attracted Mila Rose and Apache, who were out for a late night walk.

"Gin?"

"Ichigo?"

They asked at the same time, surprised.

Mila Rose raised an eyebrow. "What the hell are you doing?"

Ichigo grinned. "Catching toads by stunning them with stolen flashlights and stuffing them in a stolen gunnysack, why?"

"Why?" asked Mila Rose, totally lost.

"We're going ta sick 'em in the counselors' beds," explained Gin happily, holding a toad in each hand.

Mila Rose's eye twitched at his childish expression.

"I'm in!" snorted Apache, grinning. She rolled up her pants, kicked off her shoes, and grabbed a flashlight. "Heh, this is gonna be great!" she crowed.

A series of bloodcurdling shrieks woke Ichigo the next morning. Blinking his eyes open and rolling out of bed, Ichigo released a manic cackle so reminiscent of Shiro that Gin had to look around for a minute before he realized it was the orangette.

"Ichi, ah swear yer turnin' inta yer brother," he groaned groggily.

Ichigo just cackled again. Another scream went up.

"Whoa. James does scream like a girl," Ichigo wondered.

Grimmjow was relatively calm and relaxed, sprawled in his bunk.

That is- he was until he realized what exactly Ichigo was threading onto a necklace. "What the-"he sputtered, sitting straight up. "Are those counselors' nametags?"

"Trophies," Ichigo corrected. "Some of them are ID cards or Visitor Badges."

"Looting your victims now?" drawled Ulquiorra, stepping in.

"Merry Christmas!" commented Ichigo randomly, ignoring Gin's quiet mutter of 'Ah, Christmas… Wait, it's still July…'.

"Here's your crazy, hacking, laptop-of-death."

Ulquiorra cradled his Pentagon-hacking laptop to his chest, eyes wide. "Thank… you."

"No problem."

"Her name is Juno."

"The Goddess of War?" Ichigo asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Ulquiorra's cheeks tinted ever so slightly pink as he blushed. "It was… fitting," he explained.

Ichgio snickered. "I pity the poor sap on the other side of your firewall."

Ulquiorra's lips twitched up into a small grin, before he paused in thought. "Does your… gift, have anything to do with your plan?"

Ichigo threw him a tired grin. "Nope, I'm just being nice."

"Could someone explain what the hell is going on?" grumbled Grimmjow.

Ulquiora just looked at him.

"Jailbreak," they dead-panned together.

"What?"

Ichigo rolled his eyes. "Ulquiorra, get talking. I'm going to get those keys."

Ulquiorra's expression of sadistic, unholy joy made Grimmjow whimper in fear.

Ichigo almost(key word being almost) felt sorry for Stark.

Sadly, the poor, lazy, bum was going to be a necessary sacrifice in the Grand Scheme of things. Eh, he'd let him drive the RV as compensaton.

Pushing the thought from his head for the moment, he army-crawled to the edge of the roof, a dark cap mashed over his vivid orange locks. Grinning, he tied a small (but powerful)magnet to the end of his fishing line. Eyes bright with excitement, he watched Lilinette approach a sleeping Stark, perhaps 10 or so feet below his hiding spot.

Her job? Attract the counselor on duty's attention. (Ichigo knew it was the right guy.)

Her means? Well, you'll just have to see, won't you?

Ahem.

Lilinette winked at Ichigo sneakily, before taking a long step towards stark. Then, she kicked him in the groin.

"AAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE E!" he shrieked, in a high-pitched voice, curling into the fetal position.

Sure enough, the 'concerned' 9read: goody two-shoes) counselor appeared, and attempted to reason with Lilinette as she threatened to kick Stark again. Of course, this was a futile attempt on the best of days, and, as such, when she was intending to become an obstruction, impossible.

Ichigo cast his line, wondering briefly if he should steal the man's name card, just so he could stop referring to him in his mind as 'the guy with the keys, but not for long'. Dismissing the man as unworthy, he continued to go for the keys.

Clink.

With a tiny sound, easily masked by Stark's whimpering and Lilinette's loud cursing, the magnet stuck to the keys.

Slowly, as to avoid detection, Ichigo reeled up the keys.

Lilinette couldn't help herself, and was barely preventing an outburst of hysterical laughter.

Confused, the counselor began to turn, to look behind him. The keys were still at eye-level.

Expression taught with panic, even as her partner's heart lurched violently, Lili did what came naturally to her. She kneed the poor counselor in the family jewels.

Ichgio, biting back a snicker, reeled the keys up the rest of the way, even as the counselor's eyes rolled back in his head and he fainted.

Phase One was accomplished.

Sorry I took so long to update, guys. I'll type six really soon, so you'll practically have a double-update if things go my way.