(AN: Well here we are! The last chapter of Camp Silver Lake! And a long one! As usual like the end of my stories, I'll have an AN at the end of this chapter, but I'll leave you to it. But first... something super important and real talk time:
THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS A COPIOUS, AND I MEAN COPIOUS AMOUNT OF HOMOPHOBIC SLURS. SPEAKING TO YOU AS A GAY MALE PERSONALLY, I DO NOT ADVOCATE THE USAGE OF THE WORDS YOU'LL SEE IN THIS CHAPTER. THEY ARE VERY VERY NOT GOOD WORDS.
I have them here to show the issues with homophobia, with not only in society, but from my own personal experiences as an LGBT individual. So yeah, for those who are offended by such words, now will be the time to turn back. Trust me, I didn't like writing them, but I had to.
When Jet awoke the next morning, he yawned as he rubbed his eyes, rising up from his bed. After his night with Storm, cuddling then skinny dipping, he felt quite good.
However, as he looked around Cabin C, something about the atmosphere felt… off…
Not a single boy was in the Cabin, which wasn't the first time that has happened, but something about it made Jet feel uneasy.
"Huh? Is… is anyone here?" Jet asked aloud. He looked around, and much to his surprise, no one truly was there. He knew there was no point in asking if no one was around, but he only did it as a safety measure.
Jet put on his signature red boots and walked out of Cabin C. The next thing the hawk noticed was that no one was outside. Usually, at least some of the campers would be outside, conversing or playing around. But today, not a single person was in sight.
"What's going on?" Jet thought to himself. "Did everyone leave somewhere and forgot about me? …No… that can't be it… I would know if we were going somewhere… but maybe I forgot…"
Many theories as to why Camp Silver Lake seemed deserted flowed through the green avian's mind.
"Maybe I can try to find Storm… he might know…"
The hawk walked over to Cabin D, but as soon as he saw the door, he stopped.
There were all kinds of items barricading the door.
"Storm?" Jet said, knocking on the door. "Storm, wake up!"
No matter what he did, it seemed like the albatross couldn't hear him.
Just then, an orange was thrown at his feet. Jet looked at it, picked it up, and stared at it. He looked around to see where it came from. It was there that he saw a boy looking out from the door of the Mess Hall, who shut the door as soon as he and Jet connected eyes.
"What the hell is going on?"
He walked to the front of the Mess Hall and looked at it.
"This should be my place to get answers," He thought.
Jet opened the door to the Mess Hall, and entered inside. To his surprise, he saw that every boy in the camp was sitting down at the Mess Hall. The strange thing was, normally the Mess Hall was filled with banter in the morning. This time however, everyone was completely silent today. All eyes lay on Jet as he walked in.
The hawk turned his head and saw that some of the boys started getting what seemed to be scowls and mean looks on their faces. He heard some of them whisper as he grabbed his plate.
"There he is…"
"Why is he kissin' Storm? And skinny dipping too?! Some queen he is…"
"Heh, looks like I got a queer to beat up."
"He doesn't deserve to be here if he swings that way."
"And to think I respected this guy…"
Jet bit his lip as he felt a sweat drop fall down his face. He didn't know why everyone seemed to be looking and even talking about him.
Taking a deep breath, he grabbed a milk carton and got his breakfast.
"At least the food ladies aren't silent…" Jet muttered to himself. As he walked towards his usual table. Duke had his hands behind his head as he lay his feet on the table, Nezbitt sat with his arms crossed, the same scowl on the other boy's faces, and Eryx sat silently, looking gloomily at Jet.
Before Jet could sit down, the shark stopped him.
"Don't even bother sitting here, Jet," he said.
"H-Huh? What do you mean?" The green avian replied.
"Don't try to play dumb with me, you know what you did."
"What did I do?!"
"You know."
"Look, I don't know what's going! What did I even do?! Tell me, Duke!"
Duke opened his eyes and got up, angrily looking at the intimidated Jet.
"You wanna know that badly? Fine, I'll tell you; I heard from some boys today that last night down by the lake, you were kissing Storm like some fag. And not to mention, you were skinny dipping at the same time too. Sound familiar now?"
In that moment, Jet's entire world crashed.
His eyes widened intensely as he dropped his breakfast on the floor. He put his hands on one of the tables. His face fell as he bit the bottom of his beak, shaking.
"N-N-No… this… this can't be happening! They saw us! Who saw us?!" Jet thought. He took deep breaths as he began to panic frantically.
"Yeah that's right! Ya heard yer friend! Yer nothin' but a little faggot!" yelled one of the Cabin D boy's, a brown beaver.
"You're goin' straight to hell, boy!" yelled another person, a blue ox.
"The Great One is gonna purge you!"
"You don't look or act like them fruity faggots I see, so why you?!"
Jet stumbled to the middle of the room, seeing and hearing all the boys now starting to throw insults at him. Some of them even threw their breakfasts at him ("Get that faggot!" He heard someone yell). Jet whisked some of them away as the words pained into his heart.
"This isn't happening… this isn't happening…"
Jet felt close to breaking down in front of everyone. He grabbed his arms and pulled on his feathers, ripping out the smaller ones.
That was, until he heard a gruff voice behind him.
"HEY! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING WITH JET?!"
Jet's eyes opened and he turned around to see Storm.
"STORM!"
The whole room quieted down as Storm's large figure came into the Mess Hall.
"Well well, if it isn't the faggot's knight in shining armor. How the hell did you get out from our barricade?" Capricorn said.
"Barricade?" asked Jet.
"Yeah, barricade. Thank the Great One that tub of lard is a huge sleeper. We were able to lock him in his room and get him later. I'm glad to see BOTH of you are here now!"
"So yeah! Too bad Storm, we already know!" said the beaver. Storm angrily looked around.
"None of you… are not going to touch Jet… at all… What do you even THINK you're doing just even doing this to him?!" he threatened, putting up his fists. Duke laughed.
"Oh yeah? Just you two against all of us? Face it, you two! Now that we know you're little secret, none of us want you here anymore! You're simply plaguing the world with your gayness by simply doing something small as breathing!"
"Anything other than being heterosexual is nothing more than a disease! That's what you two are!" Nezbitt yelled. "I bet you even wanna molest the Cabin A boys!"
Eryx looked at Nezbitt, while he wanted to say something against the slurs and insults everyone was using and to come to Jet and Storm's defense, he didn't want to be yelled at by his peers. So he shut his mouth and had no choice but to watch his friends being tormented.
"Yeah! My pastor tells me all gays molest little boys!" said a boy from Cabin B, who looked no older than 12. "So that's what you wanna do!"
Storm touched Jet's chest, pushing him slightly back.
"I say we get them! Give them everything you got guys!" Duke said, climbing on one of the tables.
Everyone started to throw their breakfast's at the two avians, chanting: "GET ON OUTTA HERE, FAGGOT!"
Even some the Cabin A and B boys, who still didn't understand what was going on, started chanting along and threw their breakfast as Jet and Storm, mainly due to the fact everyone else was doing so.
Storm held Jet close as the albatross shielded him from majority of the food thrown. The hawk broke down, tears streaming down his face as he tried to calm down, but just couldn't. Just as his world started to get dark, Jet and Storm heard a female's voice behind them.
"HEY!"
The room grew silent as Jet and Storm turned around.
"Wave?!" The two avians sputtered. Wave was standing by the doorway.
"She looks angrier then I ever made her…" Storm mused to himself.
"Aww, look at this. The faggots got a little girly girl for their defense. How cute. Of course you two would associate with girls," teased a Cabin C member, a green hedgehog. He threw an orange at the purple swallow.
However, just before it could hit her, Wave grabbed the orange midair and threw it right back at the boy's face, knocking him to the ground. The other boys gasped as she walked passed the two avians.
"What the hell is going on here? What's this about 'faggots and the such?" The swallow questioned. "ANSWER ME YOU ASSHOLES!"
"What's going on? I'll tell you what: these two faggots are a thing, and we can't have that here," Duke said. Wave jumped in shock as her eyes widened. Her fists tightened up.
"How… How dare you all… You all must have no heart if you think attacking someone because they're gay is OK!" Wave said in the most serious voice Jet and Storm ever heard her in.
"Pff, who are you to tell us what's wrong?" said a blue-green eagle. The purple swallow turned to face him. "We're putting these faggots in their pla-"
Just as he was saying that, Wave walked up to him and slapped him.
"SHUT UP! I WASN'T FINISHED!" The purple swallow snapped, pointing her finger at him. The eagle stuttered as he stepped back.
"You all say that Jet and Storm are nothing but "abominations" just because they like the same gender. Well, you're wrong. ALL OF YOU! I've seen their relationship up close, and let me tell you, they have a better and more loving relationship then I bet any single ONE of you will ever have!"
Wave started to move around the Mess Hall, staring at each and every boy, continuing her rant. The only noise made was the sound of Wave's voice.
"Don't you get it? I don't know what kind of nonsense your parents have been feeding you, but let me say this: Love has no boundaries when it comes to gender! It's perfectly OK for a guy to like another guy, or a girl to like a girl like it is a guy to like a girl."
The swallow stood on top of a table. "Every single one of us is all unique in our own ways. Just because someone is different doesn't mean you should belittle them because of it, something none of you have seemed to have learned yet. What I've been trying to say is: just because Jet and Storm are different, doesn't mean it gives you the RIGHT to want to call them slurs, or to throw your food at them. Not at all!"
The Mess Hall was entirely silent as Wave stepped off from the table. She turned to Jet and Storm and gave them a thumbs up. The two avians smiled in response, and Jet felt himself calming down.
"Y'know what? She's right…" said one of the boys.
"I am? Heh, told you."
But then, the boy started to crack a smile. "She's taken this moment to show us how much of a dumbass she is!"
All the boys began to laugh at her as the swallow became flustered. She took a few steps back to stand next to Jet and Storm, looking around the Mess Hall.
"Ha ha ha! Look at you three! A trio of bird freaks!" One boy mocked.
"Two faggots and a huge ass bitch who thinks she can boss us around! Ha ha ha! I'm c-cracking up! I bet she's a dyke too!"
Jet's eyes widened more. What he felt was going to be Wave helping him and Storm get a break only turned to be far worse than either of them thought. Sure enough, his breaking point finally reached.
"I… I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!" Jet screamed. He took himself out of Storm's embrace and ran out of the Mess Hall, tears streaming down his face harder than before. Storm stuttered and turned around.
"J-Jet! No wait!" he said. The albatross ran after Jet as Wave saw what was going on.
"Jet! Storm! Come back here!" she yelled, following after the two male avians. The boys continued to laugh as the three ran.
"Yeah that's right! Run away faggots! We don't want you here!" one said.
"The less queers here the better!"
Jet ran deep into the forest as he felt himself coming closer and closer to wanting to pass out. He fell down onto the ground and took deep breaths, seeing stars. He pulled his legs up to his face and began to loudly sob. The hawk buried his face in his arms as his body began to shake heavily.
After nearly a minute of crying, Jet heard various footsteps behind him and turned his head around, seeing Storm and Wave run up to him.
"J-Jet…" Storm said, taking in a few short breaths. "Jet… it's over now… they're all gone…"
"S-Storm…" Jet cried. "Storm, I don't want to do this anymore! I don't want to lose you…"
The large grey avian walked up to the hawk and picked him up, hugging him tightly. Jet continued to cry.
"Jet… I promise that with all my life, you won't lose me, even after this. This showed me that everyone at this camp is nothing but pure hatred…"
Jet returned the hug. "Don't worry; cry as much as you want, as long as you want… I'm here for you…" Storm said.
The hawk nodded as he stained Storm's t-shirt with hot tears. He then looked at Wave, and sniffed. "I-I guess you deserve something too… right? You did come to our defense after all…"
"It was the only thing to do. Thank goodness my scoutmaster told me to deliver something to your camp today, who knows WHAT would have happened if I wasn't here… It'd be like what happened to Cherry's brother all over again."
"You k-know, when I first met you, Wave… I thought you were a really mean person. Now? I'm glad I have a friend like you…"
Wave smiled. "Anytime, Jet."
Jet looked at the ground then gasped, feeling his anxiety ramp up as he had a sudden thought. "O-Oh god… I didn't even think about that…" He covered his mouth with his hand.
"Think about what?"
"M-My dad… Storm, they're going to tell our parents! Why didn't I even think about that?!"
"Shh shh… Jet, it's alright…" Storm said.
"No it isn't, Storm!" Jet yelled at his boyfriend. "I don't even know how my dad's going to react, but knowing him, he's going to kill me!"
The green avian dropped back to the ground, looking down at the ground. "I just don't even care anymore… My life is already over… I want nothing more than to die..."
Storm looked at Jet before picking him up, looking at him straight in the eye.
"Jet... Your life is not over, and don't say things like that. Just because someone found out about you being gay doesn't mean that's it, it's over. Oh no, you're Jet the Hawk, the son of Turbulence the Hawk, and you're going to be future leader of the Babylon Rogues. You've done so much here at this camp to be saying your life is over, when you've done so many great and impressive things here. You are someone who is talented beyond what most people have, and that's what I saw in you, why I became interested in you… because… you're you… You DESERVE to live."
The hawk winced. "Are you mad at me?..."
"No, I'm mad for you. You're not alone. You have ME, and you have Wave. We're here for you."
The swallow crossed her arms and nodded. "Yeah, don't think that what happened at your Mess Hall doesn't mean that you give up. There's so much to do that you haven't done. And hey, the Jet I know would suck it up and teach those blowjobs a lesson!"
Jet laughed at the word Wave used. "A blowjob? Seriously?"
Wave smirked. "Hey, just trying to lighten up the mood."
The hawk looked up at Storm, already feeling himself getting calmer. "So … You both really mean it?"
"Yes, We mean it. And… that's why I love you…"
Jet stared at his boyfriend for a few moments before kissing Storm. Wave smiled at the cute sight until she heard footsteps behind her. She turned around and saw four camp counselors, most likely the counselors of Camp Silver Lake.
"Jet the Hawk and Storm the Albatross?" said Mido.
Jet and Storm parted from their kiss as they looked at the counselors of Cabin A, B, C, and D.
"The Scoutmaster wants to see you both."
A chill ran through Jet's spine as his feathers rose up. The counselors walked away as the two avians looked at each other.
"Well… this is it…" Jet said.
"Don't worry you two; I'll come along with you as well," Wave said. Jet looked at the purple swallow.
"Really? I mean… you don't have too…"
"I'm going to. I have to support you both, because who knows what your scoutmaster wants to do with you."
"I…" Jet looked at the ground, smiling softly. "Thanks Wave…"
"No problem, anything to help out friends."
The three avians walked away from the forest as Jet started a little conversation to ease his anxiety.
"So, with what one of the guys in the Mess Hall said about us three… do you think we'd all work great as a team?" The hawk said.
"Hm…. who knows…" replied Wave, her hands behind her head. "Maybe time will tell."
"I think we'd work great! Jet, do you think we should invit-"
"Storm…"
"Oh… sorry..."
When Jet, Storm, and Wave arrived at the campsite, they walked to the Scoutmaster's office, ignoring the glares they were receiving from the other boys. Some of them even spit on the ground near them. They found the camp counselors standing by the Scoutmaster's office.
"He's through these doors," said the Cabin B counselors. "Well? What are you two fruity idiots waiting for? Someone to say 'there's nothing wrong with you two'? GO!"
Jet and Storm entered inside the Scoutmaster's office as Wave followed behind them, however before she could go through the door, Mido stopped her.
"No can do, girly. The scoutmaster only wanted to meet Jet and Storm, not you. Wait out here for your little gay friends," The lynx said. Wave resisted the urge to punch him in the face as she scoffed and stomped her foot on the ground, waiting by the door.
Inside the Scoutmaster's office, Jet and Storm sat on two chairs as the Scoutmaster looked at them with extreme disapproval.
"I don't want to believe what I have been told from the other boys, but it seems I have to," The lion said. "I am… DISGUSTED, with the both of you. You two seemed like such good kids, children of the Great One… and then I find out you're… gay."
Jet and Storm simply did nothing, the words coming out of the Scoutmaster's mouth sounding like poison.
"You know our rules here at Camp Silver Lake: only those who feel accepted by the Great One are accepted here. The Great One disapproves of fags such as yourselves, and you two WILL, be punished."
Jet looked at the desk as Storm said not a single word.
"Both of you… pack up your things right now. You two are hereby banned from Camp Silver Lake from now on until you two have cleansed the sins you have committed. You are going to be leaving this camp, and you will not come back."
"B-Banned?" Jet stuttered.
"Yes, banned. NOW! PACK!"
Jet simply looked at the Scoutmaster, an angry look forming on his face. "Tch, fine. Like I care."
"Excuse me young man?! Did you talk back to me?!"
"You sure as hell I did."
The Scoutmaster slammed his hands on his table. "WHAT KIND OF DAMN TONE IS THAT?! YOU THINK THIS IS A GAME YOU LITTLE PUNK?!"
"At least I actually care about other people than having to follow the words of some stupid book!"
"ARE YOU TALKING BAD ABOUT THE GREAT ONE! HE WILL PURGE YOU AND YOUR LITTLE FAGGOT PARTNER!"
The hawk reached his snapping point.
He slammed his hands on the Scoutmaster's table and yelled at the top of his lungs. "LIKE I CARE WHAT YOU AND THE REST OF YOU BIGOTS THINK ABOUT ME AND STORM! I PERSONALLY… COULDN'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT THIS CAMP ANYMORE! NOW THAT I'VE SEEN YOUR TRUE SELVES UP CLOSE, I NEVER WANT TO COME BACK AND SEE THE REST OF YOU TERRIBLE PEOPLE AGAIN!"
"Jet!" Storm said, shocked at how… explosive the green avian was. He would admit 100%, Jet had… quite the temper when provoked.
"IT'S THIS KIND OF REASON WHY I MADE THIS CAMP, TO FREE YOU ALL FROM SIN. BUT YOU… YOU'LL NEVER ESCAPE IT, BOY!"
"OH YEAH?! MAYBE YOU SHOULD THINK ABOUT THE WORDS YOU SAID WHEN YOU HAD AN AFFAIR WITH THE SCOUTMASTER OF THE GIRL'S CAMP! I'M TALKING ABOUT YOU CHEATING ON YOUR OWN DAMN WIFE WHO'S TOO MUCH OF A BLOKE TO REALIZE THAT HER HUSBAND IS THE BIGGEST PRICK EVER!"
The Scoutmaster jumped back. The room was silent for a minute before he spoke up. "Y-YOU LITTLE WORM! HOW… HOW DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT?!"
The lion and the hawk stared at each other, eyes like daggers.
"I have my sources. Scoutmaster. My dad would slap me if I said this word, but… fuck you. Come on Storm, let's pack and get outta this shithole. To hell with this place!"
"U-Uh… right!"
Jet and Storm stood up from their seats as they walked out of the office. When they returned back outside, they walked up to Wave. Jet sighed from his outburst.
"What happened guys?" she asked. Judging from their reactions, it was not good.
"The Scoutmaster tells us we're leaving here right now… and that we have to pack our stuff…" Storm said.
Wave softly gasped. "Oh… oh no… That's awful…"
"Tch, I sure don't give a shit," Jet said, crossing his arms.
The swallow was caught off guard by Jet's attitude. "Jet? Are you okay?"
"I exploded on him."
"You WHAT?!"
"Yeah, in a nutshell, I yelled at him, and told him to go fuck himself pretty much."
"Wow… that's kind of badass… Still, you guys are really leaving?"
"Yeah. Don't worry, it's OK… it's better to get out of this toxic nightmare then to continue staying here,"
Suddenly, Wave saw a figure running towards the three, and turned to face them. Jet took note and turned around, where he saw a familiar armadillo with a blue shell.
"Eryx?" Jet asked as Eryx walked up to him, Storm, and Wave. "What are you doing here? I though you decided to be like everyone else-Wait, don't tell me. Here to torment us more?"
"No! No no no! I'm not like them. I'm not a homophobe. I know how gay people are, and they aren't like what THOSE people make them out to be. I don't agree at all what Duke and the others said back in the Mess Hall. I'm here to check up on you… see if you and Storm are doing okay," Eryx said. "Good thing I managed to sneak out of the Mess Hall while everyone was tormenting you guys."
The hawk felt… touched. Besides Wave, Eryx was the only person to give them support. "Wow… it's… so nice to have SOMEONE at that camp with rational thinking."
"Huh, I know right. Duke's been this way for YEARS, and I haven't been all peachy keen about it. But anyway… why are you at the Scoutmaster's office? Did he yell at you? You can tell me everything."
"Thanks Eryx…. but… we were just told by the scoutmaster that we're leaving right now."
Eryx looked surprised. "Leaving? Leaving where?" he asked.
"Home. He's banning us from here until we "cleanse the sins of our ways". Tch, not like it matters, I never want to come back here anyway."
Jet looked at the doorstep of the Scoutmaster's office and then spit on it, proceeding to stomp on it with his boot.
"Scum that Scoutmaster… I'm going to pack…"
"Me too…" Storm said.
An angered Jet and a saddened Storm walked away from each other as they packed their belongings in the retrospective cabins.
Many time passed before the bus to home arrived. Jet and Storm picked up their duffle bags as they looked at each other, then at Wave and Eryx, the only two who had decided to say goodbye to the two avians.
"This… This might be the last time we see each other Storm…" Jet said somberly. He had cooled down from his explosion, and felt sad at the thought of losing Storm. "I want to let you know that I love you, a lot."
"I love you too a lot as well Jet, from the bottom of my heart." The albatross replied. "But, don't say "the last time". Because I promise you, one day…"
Storm took his right pinkie and connecting it with Jet's, placing his hand on the young hawk's chest.
"I'll see you again."
Jet looked up at Storm and nodded before a thought came to him.
"Do you have a phone?"
"Huh? Oh yeah, course I do. Are… you thinking what I'm thinking?"
Jet nodded happily. "Give me your phone number; I want to call you over the summer. Who here has a pen?"
Given a pen by the blue shelled armadillo, Storm scribbled his phone number on Jet's arm as Wave grabbed the pen.
"I guess I'll give you mine too, best we start keeping in touch." she said. She scribbled her own number onto another part of Jet's arm as she gave the pen to Eryx.
"Oh what the hey, I guess you can get my number too," he said. Eryx wrote down his phone number on Jet's arm just as the bus came to a complete stop. Jet and Storm looked at each other before hugging.
"Are you two homos done? Because we need to make sure you're here," Mido said, standing by the bus. Jet and Storm parted from the hug as they walked towards the bus. They saw the Scoutmaster on the first seat to the left.
"Listen here you two," he said, pointing to them. "You're NOT going to be sitting next to each other. Storm, you sit right there in the seat next to me. And Jet, you seat on the last seat on either the left or right. Do you understand?"
The two avians nodded. "Yes sir," they said in unison, Jet sarcastically saying it however.
Storm sat down in his seat as Jet walked all the way to the back. The scoutmaster nodded to the bus driver as he started the bus up. Wave and Eryx watched as the bus began to slowly pick up speed and then leave Camp Silver Lake, taking Jet and Storm for good.
Jet laid his head on the window and sighed. The bus was now driving through the more rural parts of Mobius, knowing full and well he was close to his own house. The hawk only hoped that his father wasn't going to explode once he saw him.
After a few minutes of driving, the bus entered a neighborhood of small homes and stopped in front of a yellow home, a large green hawk that looked similar to Jet standing outside of it, arms crossed. Chills went up Jet's spine as he grabbed his bag, walking up the aisle of the bus.
Before he got off however, he turned around and looked at Storm for one brief moment. The albatross had the same look that Jet had as he finally got off the bus, the bus speeding away in reverse then out of the neighborhood to where Storm lived.
Jet, with a look of guilt on his face looked up at his father, Turbulence, and walked up to him.
It felt so strange. When he unleashed his rage on the Scoutmaster, he felt powerful. Now, he felt like the weakest being alive, facing his father.
"Jet. Your scoutmaster told me everything on the phone just about an hour ago, you exploding on him and everything else-" Turbulence began.
"Save it dad…" Jet interrupted. "I already feel awful about everything that's happened today… I don't want you to hate me more then I bet you already do… all just because I'm… gay…" He replied gloomily. The hawk began to shake as he already felt the tears coming out. He hung his head as his father continued to look at him, feeling like Turbulence's eyes burned into him.
However, in one brief moment, he walked over and hugged his son.
"Jet… I could NEVER hate you, NEVER. Just because you're gay doesn't change who you are. You're my son, and I'll always love you."
Jet looked up at Turbulence as he felt his eyes stinging yet again.
"D-Do you mean it?" he asked.
"Yes I do, Jet. From the bottom of my heart."
Jet returned the hug as he smiled, tears of happiness rolling down his face.
"Jet, I want you to listen to me. Do you understand?" Turbulence asked. The hawk nodded. The larger hawk took a deep breath.
"When you were born, hatched from your egg, I made a promise to your mother that I would care for you for as long as I live. We both thought you were the most important thing in our life. We loved you more then we loved each other. Hours before she died in the hospital, I made her a new promise; that I would protect you for as long as I lived. I'm not going to let your mother down. No matter what, know that you'll always be the most important thing in my life."
"Dad…" Jet buried his face into his father's shoulder. Turbulence softly smiled as he rubbed his son's back, soothing him.
"You were the thing that let me continue living each day after she died… As long as I knew you were okay, things would be alright."
Now Jet cried harder. Turbulence continued to comfort his son.
"Hey, why don't I get your mind off of everything that happened today? How about I treat you to ice cream at Chulpa's?"
Jet instantly looked up upon hearing the name. "You mean it?!" He said with a hint of excitement in his voice, sniffing as he rubbed his red, puffy eyes.
"Yup. I'll even let you get whatever you want."
The hawk had a large grin on his face. "Awh man, dad! You're the best!"
"Heh heh, anything to make you feel better, Jet. You always have your good ol' dad. Now, how about you change out of those clothes?"
Jet nodded then entered inside of the house, ridding of his camp attire as he came out in his normal clotheless self. Father and Son began to walk from their house into the city.
"So tell me son," Turbulence began. "Who's this boyfriend of yours?"
"Oh yeah! His name is Storm!" Jet excitedly replied.
"Storm huh? Sounds like an interesting name. What's he like?"
"Oh man dad! Storm's the greatest! First of all, he's-"
And for the rest of the walk, Jet told his father everything about the albatross.
EPILOUGE
The next day, Jet had phoned Storm, who was excited to hear his voice even if only a day had passed. The two formed a long distance relationship as they spent afternoons on the phone.
Along with phoning Storm, Jet had phoned Wave, who had quickly responded. She had said that she was actually beginning to miss Jet and Storm's presence at Camp Silver Lake, saying that "Something was off without you two here, causing mischief."
Jet had also phoned Eryx, who was happy to hear he was doing better. Jet asked the blue shelled armadillo about how everyone else at Camp Silver Lake was doing, and the answer he got wasn't the most pleasing.
"They're all happy you and Storm are gone. What did they say? Oh yeah… 'Finally, no more faggots at this camp'."
Jet had quickly set aside the situation, saying that he's happier at home then at the camp.
Just before summer break ended, Jet had asked his father if Storm could potentially come over one day. Turbulence agreed to it, and on a weekend, Storm came over on his Extreme Gear. The hawk had introduced the albatross to his father, who was fangirling over him. Many Extreme Gear races were held between Jet and Storm, along with various displays of affection that weekend.
Jet and Storm's relationship even continued into the various years of school, with the two keeping in touch with Wave and Eryx. When the hawk was eighteen and finally finished school, his father inaugurated him as a part of his team, the Babylon Rogues.
Once he became the official leader, Jet had made Storm to be a part of the team like he promised many years ago, the albatross becoming the Rogues' muscle. They had also decided to make Wave a part of the team as well, upon her learning that the symbol of the Rogues on her arms was not a strange birthmark like she had believed.
Jet reflected when she began a part of the team: "Man, how did I not even see that?!"
With the leader Jet, the brains Wave, and the muscle Storm, what the various boys at Camp Silver Lake said about the three avians being a 'trio of bird freaks' came true, however, it was a trio that three enjoyed being.
Even into their time in the Babylon Rogues, Jet and Storm's relationship continued, and became more loving as time went on. When Jet had felt the time was ready, and only a year and a half after the new Babylon Rogues started, the hawk proposed to the albatross after the Rogues had won the Extreme Gear GP of the season. While incredibly flustered at first, especially in front of a large crowd, his anxiety turned into major excitement, and Storm had said yes. Jet hugged Storm, and the two shared a passionate kiss as Wave happily watched as her teammates… no… her friends' proposal.
Just a few months later, Jet and Storm held their wedding at the ship of the Babylon Rogues. The two had made Wave the maid of honor and Eryx the best man (interestingly enough, Eryx told Jet and Storm that he had asked if Duke and Nezbitt wanted to come, but it seems that they still held their grudge against them), as well as inviting their parents. The two avians celebrated a bountiful wedding; the cheers loud as Jet and Storm made their vows and kissed.
After their wedding, the Babylon Rogues continued to impress audiences all across Mobius with their performances on Extreme Gear. They continued to enter races and Grand Prix's, strengthening the bond of the three.
Things only got better for Jet and Storm as a few years later, they had adopted a set of unnamed, newborn twins. The boy, named Tempest, and the girl, Gale, were named after their families tradition (Jet's naming them after the wind and Storm's after storms), and were loved by the two avians, as well as Wave, extensively.
The night after a championship that the Rogues had won, Jet and Storm got in bed together after putting Gale and Tempest to bed, the albatross wrapping his arms around the hawk.
"We did such a good job today," Storm sleepily said, kissing his husband's cheek.
"Yup, let's keep it that way," Jet had replied. He kissed Storm's beak.
"Gale said she wanted to go somewhere to eat for breakfast tomorrow…"
"Let's do it then, I could use a big breakfast in the morning."
"Ha ha… you spoil that kid…"
"She's my little princess…"
"OUR…"
"Yeah, ya know what I mean…"
The two tiredly giggled.
"Love you Storm…" he said
"Love you even more…" Storm replied. The two avians pulled the covers over them as Storm fell asleep. Jet heard his snoring and smiled at him. He never expected his life to be as great as it was, but here he was.
It felt like the most generic happily ever after ending for Jet. Marrying the love of your life, kids, etc, it seemed like something out of a fairy tale. But… that wasn't an issue for the hawk. With the life he had now, he wouldn't trade it for anything else.
And to think, that it was that day in summer camp many years ago that would eventually change his future, where he would make great friends with Storm, and most importantly, where he would meet his future love.
(AN 2: YYYYYYeah I wasn't kidding when I said this story was cheesy in Chapter 1 XD
Anyway, I'm glad you all enjoyed Camp Silver Lake! This was actually my first attempt at writing a multichaptered story with a plot two years ago, and I think it was this start that lead me down the path of other stories.
Thanks to everyone who's followed, favorited, and left reviews! I really appropriate it so much! Again, thanks to doodle-kitty-cat for the cover for this story. Without it, I think it wouldn't have made this story stand out!
So what's in the future?
Right now, I'm still updating Memoirs of Mobius U, a ministory oriented fic about one of my previous fanfictions, Transfer. So go check that out!
And as for any future Jetorm stories?
I haven't thought of any in the moment. However, when the time comes... there'll be a new story.
This is TheHunterPersian, signing off for now...)