Camp Revenge Season 2

Camp Revenge Season 2

Chapter 17: "Little Slaves"

So I heard slaves were banned way back when. Too bad we're all George Bush's slaves.

Cassie and Kayla sat on the bed with me. "What do you want?" I asked. They both looked up at me with sad eyes. "What?" I barked. "If you want to be useful, got get me my blanket,"

They both got off the bed and grabbed my comforter off the floor and put it over me. I adjusted it and then pulled it over me, closing my eyes.

Kayla poked me.

"What?" I muttered, trying to sleep.

"I thought we were gonna have fun and make stuff," she said.

"You guys got me arrested and I can't do anything anymore," I told her.

"We're really sorry," Kayla apologized.

"Sorry doesn't cut it, kid," I told them.

They left me alone for a while and I was able to take a quick nap and then I felt more poking. "Leave me alone…"

"I made you a 'sorry' card," Kayla said.

I opened my eyes and sat up. She handed me the card. It was a picture of me with a smile on my face standing next to some poorly drawn pictures of Jason and Nate and it said, "We're sorry, love, Kayla and Cassie," I couldn't help but to smile a bit and I got up from my bed and walked over to my desk. I pulled out a thumbtack and then put the card up on my wall. I hugged them. "Thanks," I said, sitting back down on the bed.

Cassie turned to me. "We're really sorry. Is there anything we can do to make it all better?"

I nodded. "Remember that creepy pedophile guy, Brown?"

She shook her head. "Who's that?"

I sighed and handed her my walkie-talkie. "Press down that button," I pointed to the button on the top, "and say 'where's the lemonade?' in your cutest little kid voice. Then when Mitchie comes back carrying a glass of lemonade, give it to me, ok?"

She nodded and pressed the button whilst saying, "Where's the lemonade?" She giggled and then handed it back to me.

I quickly hopped back in my bed and then pretended to be asleep. "Pretend I didn't ask you to do that, ok?"

Within minutes, Mitchie came in the room with Lukas carrying a glass of lemonade. "Did someone ask for lemonade?" she asked.

"I did," Cassie said, taking the lemonade from her.

Mitchie turned to her. "Is Shane still asleep?"

"Yup," she said. What a good little liar.

"Do you want to come play with me and Lukas?" she asked.

Cassie and Kayla nodded. Cassie set the lemonade down on the table and then the four ran off.

When I was sure they were gone, I grabbed the lemonade and drank it. Mu ha ha ha. My little slaves always get me what I want… you may be wondering: "Why the hell didn't you just ask for lemonade yourself?" Well, Uncle Brown decided he was going to ground me and take away all things that taste good, like lemonade, cookies, chocolate, s'mores… the list goes on and on!

About thirty minutes later, Kayla and Cassie returned and they started jumping on my bed. "Shane! Shane! Wake up!"

I opened my eyes and smiled. "Hey," I said. What? I can't be mean to them – they got me some forbidden lemonade!

"Mitchie took us canoeing! It was so fun!" Kayla squealed.

I laughed. "I bet it was… Hey, I'm kinda hungry, can you do me a favor?" I asked.

They nodded.

"Go tell Mitchie that you want some cookies, ok?" I told her.

Cassie grabbed the walkie-talkie from the table. "Mitchie I want some cookies!"

I ruffled Cassie's hair. "Atta girl!"

Mitchie came into the room with a plate of cookies and she set them down on the table for Kayla and Cassie. "Here you go!" she turned to me. "No cookies for you, mister," She left the cabin.

I went over to the table and pushed them aside. "My cookies," I said and took the plate.

"But Mitchie said you couldn't have any!" Kayla protested, reaching for the cookies.

I laughed. "She was just kidding! It's a little game we're playing!" I told her and put the cookies in my suitcase.

"Oh ok!" Kayla said. She sat back down at the table with Cassie. I got back on the bed.

Mitchie came back in the room. "Hey how are you guys?" she asked. Lukas was with her and he walked over to the table, coloring on a random piece of paper. She looked at the now-empty plate. "Wow, you guys sure were hungry!"

Kayla nodded. "We were! Can we have some more?"

She laughed. "Ok," she turned to Lukas. "You stay here with Shane; I'll be right back,"

I high-fived Kayla. "Way to go!"

Kayla smiled. "No problem, Shane! I love you!"

I smiled and hugged her. "Did I ever tell you how awesome you were?"

She giggled and then sat down at the table, coloring a picture. Mitchie returned with a plate of chocolate chips cookies and Kayla, Cassie, and Lukas ate them. Eh, they can have this batch; I have like ten cookies in my suitcase.

Kayla turned around and handed me a picture of me. It said, "Shane is awesome!" I smiled and then got another thumbtack, putting it up on the wall.

Mitchie turned to me. "Wow, the little kids really love you! Who ever thought they'd actually like you? I thought they'd be crying by now!"

I shrugged. "I have a thing for little people,"

She smiled. "Well can you control all three of them while I help my mum bake a cake in the kitchen?"

I nodded. "I think I can handle it,"

Mitchie left and I turned to Kayla and Cassie. I reached into my wallet and pulled out a twenty. "I will give twenty whole dollars to the first person who can get me a cake,"

Kayla eagerly nodded and ran off yelling, "Mitchie! Mitchie!"

Cassie turned to me. "Can I have a dollar?"

I pulled out my wallet and gave her a dollar bill.

She gasped and took it. "YAY! A whole dollar! All to myself! Thank you, Shane! I love you!" she hugged me and put the dollar in her pocket.

"There's plenty more where that came from," I told her.

Kayla came back in the cabin, glowing. "She said she'd make a whole cake just for me and Cassie and Lukas,"

I handed her the twenty. "Good work, kid," I told her. I high-fived her.

I love my little slaves.

And I bet George Bush loves his little slaves. And his sex slaves. cough prostitutes cough. What? Who said that?