Camp Revenge Season 2

A\N: Did you know the guy who plays Uncle Brown in CR, plays Princess Mia's almost husband in Princess Diaries 2?? And he's also on that show, Dead Like Me, which is rated R and it's funny to hear him cuss since he was in CR lolrus.

Camp Revenge Season 2

Chapter 7: "Fairytales"

Happily ever after. It's our goal in life. It's what we all want. We want to find our prince charming, or in my case, princess charming. We want to live in a castle where there's no drama, no death, no assholes, no nothing. We want to relax and enjoy life to the fullest. We want our happily ever after. We want life to be a fairytale… but life's a bitch.

I dried my wet cast off with a towel.

"Pervert," she sneered.

"Suicidal moron," I countered.

"You know I was naked, right? That makes you a perv,"

"You know you tried to kill yourself, right? That makes you a suicidal moron,"

"I am not a suicidal moron,"

"I am not a pervert,"

"Yes you are,"

"Yes you are,"

"Go away – I don't need rescuing. I don't need a knight in shining armor; I'm not drowning,"

"You would have drowned if I hadn't have saved you,"

"I wasn't drowning,"

"Then what were you doing?

Mitchie narrowed her eyes at me and then she turned to leave. I placed my hand on her shoulder and she turned around, sighing. "I wish I could just have the happily ever after part already and get over it,"

"Don't we all," I muttered.

"Go away," she said, "I have things to do,"

"Hopefully none of those things involve you trying to kill yourself,"

She glared at me and then left her cabin. I went out of the cabin after her and saw her going down by the lake. She sat down on the pier and put her feet in the water.

I snuck up behind her and put my feet in the lake as well. "So uh," I said, "you're not thinking bout throwing yourself in the lake, are you?"

Mitchie shook her head.

I stood up. "Good. Let's keep it that way," I said and walked away.

"Wait!" Mitchie called out.

I turned around. "What?"

"I want to play a game," she said, standing up.

"A game, eh?" I asked, approaching her.

She nodded. "Let's pretend none of this ever happened. No rabies, no broken arms, no bitch, no prom, no deaths, no nothing. Let's pretend that we're not at camp any more and instead, this camp is our royale kingdom and we rule it. I'm a princess and you're a prince – a handsome prince. I just… I need to live a fairytale,"

Fairytale, eh? "I could make that happen," I said.

Mitchie smiled for the first time in a week. I grabbed her hand and we walked back to the camp. "Well, Princess Mitchie, it's time to go back to our palace," I laughed.

She stopped walking. "Well actually, you're just a frog still and I need to kiss you to turn into a handsome prince,"

I laughed. "I see," I got down in a frog position. "Ribit!" I croaked in my best frog voice. I hopped around Mitchie.

Mitchie laughed. "Oh, look. A frog," She crouched down next to me. "Oh, Mr. Frog, if only you were a handsome prince! Then we could run away and live our happily ever after!" She leaned in close and kissed me.

I jumped up and spun around. "Ah ha! I am Prince Shane! Thank you so much for changing me back into a handsome prince!"

She smiled. "You're welcome, Prince Shane,"

I kissed her on the cheek. "So, my beautiful princess, what should we do now?"

"Let's go back to our palace," she said. We walked arm and arm until we got back to Mitchie's cabin. Mitchie turned to me. "Well now I have to change into some princess clothes,"

I laughed. "Ok," I said, turning around and going back to my cabin.

Jason and Nate were sitting on their blow up mattresses playing a hand clapping game. "Patty cake, patty cake, baker's man. Bake me a cake as fast as you can! Roll it, and pat it, and mark it wi-"

I coughed and they both stopped singing and turned to me. Nate coughed and then messed with his hair. Jason sat there like a deer in the headlights. I sat on my bed. "I don't care what you were doing," I said.

Nate stood up. "I have to go… do something. Bye," He quickly ran out of the cabin.

Jason still looked like he was in shock.

I went over to Jason and poked him. "Hey… Jason…" I whispered.

He shook his head and then looked at his wrist which had no watch. "Oh will you look at the time? I better go to my… uh… knitting class... DAMN IT! Why can't I think of better excuses?" he ran away too.

I sat on my bed, confused as ever. Then, Mitchie came into my room. She was wearing a green dress similar to the one she wore to prom. It was kind of like the green "Bop To The Top" dress of High School Musical.

I sighed. "You're not gonna lock yourself in my bathroom wearing a dress again, are you?"

"I'm not," she said walking over to me. "This is my princess dress,"

I raised my eyebrows and stood up. "You're taking this princess thing a little far, eh?"

Mitchie huffed. "DAMN IT IF I WANT TO BE A PRINCESS, I'M GONNA BE A FUCKING PRINCESS!" She screamed.

"Ok, ok, fine," I said.

"And you're my prince," she said, going into my closet and pulling out my prom tux. "Wear this," She threw it at me and I caught it.

I held it up. "Do I really have to?" I asked.

Mitchie nodded. "Right now, I'm mentally unstable and I need you to cooperate, ok?"

I sighed and put the tux on. Because it was dinner time, Mitchie and I walked into the dining hall, everyone giving us stares.

I heard some people whisper. "Look at her, she's a mess," "Poor thing just lost her brother and now she's gone crazy," "I feel bad for Shane, having to go around with a nutcase like that," "Will she ever get over it?" "I heard she cheated on Nate with Shane at the prom,"

I stopped walking and frowned. "Yeah, everybody, look! Look at Mitchie! She's a human traffic accident and everyone's slowed down to look at the wreckage!"

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at us. No one dared to whisper everything. Mitchie tightened her grip on my hand and led me over to the table.

I turned back to everybody with a scowl on my face. "She's my best friend - Break her heart and I'll break your face,"

Life is anything but a fairytale. Twist and turns in the road complicate our days and, frankly, it sucks ass. But the thing is, no one lives in a happily ever after scenario. Everyone has those bumps in life that we don't want to go over. No one lives in a castle. No one's life is a fairy tale. All we can do is keep dreaming, and hoping, and wishing that our wildest fantasies will come true one day.

A\N: Happy Burro Days, everyone! Today is the Llama Lesbo race, and tomorrow is the World Champion Pack Burro Race! Hope you all have a fantastic Burro-licious weekend!