Hey, guys. I have another chapter of my scary PJ Masks story. Now, I'm still working on this story, and I honestly doubt that I'll finish by the end of the month. Also, "Catboy and the Lunar Dome" and "Gekko and the Rock of All Power" are going to air next week! YAY! … Here's what I think should happen for season 2; I think they should give the characters more depth, and they should have character development. I think the one who should have the most character development should be Connor/Catboy. Sorry for getting ahead of myself. Here's the new chapter.
Disclaimer: PJ Masks belongs to Disney Junior, Entertainment One, Frog Box, and Team TO. Not me.
Chapter 5- Attack on the Camp
Three hours after the closet incident; it was nighttime, and twelve of the campers and Ms. Zane were outside at the bonfire that was planned, and they're roasting marshmallows.
Matilda: It's too bad Connor, Amaya, and Greg decided not to join us in the bonfire tonight.
Eric: I don't blame them. After what happened to them, it makes sense that they'd want to be alone.
Jen: Yeah. They're not having a good first day at camp.
Ms. Zane: No, they're not, the poor dears. (notices something) Oh. We need some more marshmallows. I'll go back to my cabin, and get them.
Kid: Ok, Ms. Zane.
She goes back to her cabin, and leaves them.
Cameron: Hey. While we wait for Ms. Zane, let's tell each other scary stories.
Raymond: Ok. But, not too scary.
Julie: Yeah, Cameron. None of us want to be as scared as the other three.
Cameron: Don't worry. We'll all be fine. (laughs to himself)…
Meanwhile, in the PJ Masks cabin; Amaya was having trouble sleeping, as she couldn't stop thinking about her experience in that closet, and that creepy voice talking to her. Suddenly; the light in the cabin came on, and she comes back to reality.
Amaya: (screams, and gets up)!
Connor: Amaya! It's just me.
Amaya: Oh…
Greg: You guys can't sleep either?
Amaya: No.
Connor: Nuh-uh.
Greg: Amaya, you think maybe now you could tell us what happened to you?
Amaya: (exhales)… Ok. When I was in that closet, I heard some noises, and I thought someone else was in there. But, I could've sworn I was in there first.
Connor: WAS someone else in there with you?
Amaya: I don't know. But, the door was locked.
Connor: Joshua was upstairs, but he said he didn't lock the door. Makes sense since he was in the bathroom, and not the bedroom.
Greg: Tanya was hiding up there, too, and in the bedroom; but she said she didn't lock it either.
Connor: I was hiding up in the bedroom, and I didn't lock it.
Amaya: And, I believe you. And, Ms. Zane assumes that something's wrong with the door. But, that doesn't matter. (gasps in realization)! Wait a second!
Connor: What is it?
Amaya: You guys said you each heard a voice talking to you during your… experiences? Right?
Both boys: (worriedly) Yeah?
Amaya: Was it whispering your names to you?
Both boys: Yeah?
Amaya: It told you that what was happening to you was real when you thought you were imaging it. Right?
Both boys: Yes!
Amaya: And, did it tell you to be prepared to be scared?
Both boys: YES!
Amaya: (nervously)… Uh, this might seem silly, but you guys don't think this camp is… (gulp)! … haunted? Do you?
The two boys looked at her a bit nervously.
Greg: Well, calling this camp haunted seems crazy; but I wouldn't call what happened to me in the woods normal.
Connor: And, I doubt that anyone would find something that enormous on the bottom of a lake; but you still haven't told us what happened to you in the closet.
Amaya: Oh. Right. Well, a box fell from one of the shelves, and I thought it was a mouse. So, I put the box back on the shelf, and all these clothes fell off the rack onto me. And then, all of a sudden; all the clothes and boxes fell off the racks and shelves, started rearranging themselves between racks and shelves, and a big, scary face appears in front of me and starts laughing.
The two boys were shocked and horrified after hearing her story.
Greg: Whoa! That's horrible!
Connor: Yeah! I don't know which one of us had it worse.
Suddenly; a thought popped into Connor's head.
Amaya: Something on your mind?
Connor: Well, there could be a logical explanation for everything that's happened to us. Like, with Greg in the woods: The leaves and twigs moving in the wind like that; that could've been caused by some sort of wind-machine, or something, and the eyes he saw could've been caused by a projector. And, me in the lake: Maybe, someone built something to look like a monster living down there. And, Amaya in the closet: Maybe, the clothes and boxes had wires tied to them. And, that face was probably from the projector I mentioned.
Amaya and Greg gave him bewildered looks.
Connor: (sighs)… Look; my point is we should investigate so we can be totally sure.
The two of them get out of their beds, and approach him.
Amaya: Sounds good to me.
Greg: Me, too.
Connor reaches out his fist so they could do their fist-bump, but he notices something missing.
Connor: (gasp)! My wristband is gone!
Greg looks at his wrist.
Greg: Oh, no! Mine's gone, too!
Amaya looks at her wrist.
Amaya: And, so is mine!
Greg: (worriedly) Maybe, this camp really is haunted?
Amaya: Do you have a logical explanation for this, Connor?
Connor: (nervously) Well, uh… Maybe, we dropped them somewhere around the camp? Or, maybe we took them off, and misplaced them? Or, maybe Ms. Zane found them wherever we lost them, and took them into her cabin in case they belonged to some of the campers? Or, … or, … Maybe, it is haunted?
They all look each other feeling uneasy.
Connor: But, we're still not completely sure whether this camp is haunted, or not. Let's go talk to Ms. Zane, and see if she can help us.
Amaya: Ok.
Greg: Alright, then.
They leave their cabin, and leave the light on.
Back at the bonfire; all the other kids were feeling nervous listening to Cameron's ghost story.
Cameron: … And, the mysterious person dressed in the fedora and overcoat took the helpless adults out onto the lake via canoe, and summoned… The LAKE MONSTER!
Other kids: (gasps)!
Cameron: It was four-hundred and fifty feet tall, and looked like a spider crab. It captured its victims with its horrifying claws, and made that HORRIBLE sound! (roars loud and scarily)!
Other kids: (screaming)!
Cameron: (laughing)!
The other kids stare at him.
Cameron: Sorry, guys. It's just a story. I'm sure this scary person and this lake monster don't even exist.
Damen: (realizing something) Wait a minute! Something pulled Connor into the lake twice when he was swimming.
Emily: You don't think it was the lake monster. Do you?
Cameron: No way! I made that story up just to scare you guys. That's the point of telling ghost stories.
Joshua: Then, how do you explain how he was pulled down into the lake twice if it wasn't the monster's claws?
Cameron: Maybe, his foot got stuck in the buoy line, and something was pulling on it?
Brittany: Excuse me for changing the subject; but what's taking Ms. Zane so long with our marshmallows?
Cameron: Yeah. It shouldn't take so long to get some marshmallows from your cabin.
Tanya: Someone should go look for her.
The other kids looked apprehensive about going out into the forest at night.
Will: (beat) (raises his hand) I'll do it.
Tanya: I'll go with you, Will. There's no telling what's going on around here. After what the others went through.
Will: Thanks, Tanya.
They get up and go back into camp.
Jen: Be careful, guys.
Back to our heroes; their approaching Ms. Zane's cabin, and suddenly-
Tanya: Hey!
PJ Masks: (turning around) Huh?
They see Tanya and Will coming from the forest.
Tanya: What are you guys doing out here? We thought you wanted to spend some time alone.
Greg: We did. But, we noticed that somethings that belong to us are missing, and we thought that Ms. Zane could help us out.
Will: We're looking for her, too. She was supposed to bring us more marshmallows for the bonfire, but she's been gone longer than expected.
Amaya: Then, maybe all of us should talk to her.
Connor knocks on the door three times.
Connor: Ms. Zane?
No response, and they all look a bit worried.
Connor: How about we go inside, and see if she's still there?
They nod, feeling like they don't have a choice. Connor opens the door, and they see darkness.
Amaya: (nervously) Oh. It's so dark in there.
Connor: Let's turn on the lights, then.
He goes in, and puts his hand on the wall to feel for a light switch. He feels one, and turns on the lights.
Connor: There we go.
The others come inside.
Tanya: Ms. Zane! Where are you?
Greg: Let's check the kitchen since she was getting marshmallows for you.
Will: Ok, then.
They all head for the kitchen. Amaya turns the lights on, and they see a mess made in there. There is an unopen marshmallows on the floor, along with a fallen tea kettle with tea spilled out of it, and a broken mug. And, the window in front of the sink is open.
Will: Whoa! What happened here?
Amaya: Hmm… (gasps)! I think someone took Ms. Zane!
Tanya: What makes you think that?
Amaya: Well, she dropped the bag of marshmallows on the floor.
She looks to Greg.
Greg: She also dropped the tea kettle on the floor, and spilled some tea, too. And, the broken pieces must've been the mug she was pouring into.
He crouches to the mess on the floor, and feels the spilled liquid.
Greg: Plus, this tea is still warm. That means she was taken recently.
Connor: The how is obvious. The window in front of the sink is open. So, someone must've grabbed her from there.
Amaya: Let's start from the beginning to make this more clear.
An envisioned sequence of the incident starts, and goes along with our heroes telling the story.
Amaya: Ms. Zane came in here to get more marshmallows for the bonfire. She was about to come back after getting the marshmallows, but the tea kettle must've started whistling.
Greg: She must've been pouring the tea into the mug. So, maybe she held the bag marshmallows with her teeth while she was pouring the tea. Just then; someone grabbed her from the window, causing her to drop all of this. That explains this mess.
Connor: However, the window can only be opened from the inside.
The sequence ends, and everything goes back to reality.
Connor: Maybe, she left the window open before the bonfire started. But, I think trying to figure out how the window was open would be too frustrating and confusing.
Amaya: Plus, that doesn't matter right now.
Greg: Yeah. What matters is that Ms. Zane is missing, most likely kidnapped, and someone has to find her.
Tanya and Will are amazed at the trio's deductions/theories about what happened.
Tanya: Wow! That was some good detective work you guys did.
Will: Yeah. Where'd you learn to do that?
The three of them looked a bit nervous from that question. Knowing that they had to keep their superhero identities a secret, their first instinct is to come up with a lie so they won't suspect anything.
Greg: Oh. Erm… We…
Amaya: We… We were… I mean, we are… Umm…
Connor: Well…
They were about to say something, until-
Woman: (screaming in the distance)!
Tanya: Did you hear that?
Connor: Yeah! I think THAT was Ms. Zane!
Will: Sounds like she's in trouble!
Amaya: Then, we'd better help her. Come on. Let's go!
The five of them immediately run out of the cabin, and run through the forest. While they were running, they heard voices chattering nearby.
Greg: It sounds like the other kids heard the screaming, too.
They kept running until they eventually reached the lake and met up with the other ten kids, who were hiding in the bushes.
Amaya: What's going on?
Cameron: Shh!
Amaya: (whispering) Sorry. What's going on?
Matilda: (whispers, and points) Look.
They see someone taking Ms. Zane to Mr. Crossman, the cook, and the nurse, who are in a canoe. The stranger who's got them held captive, however, looked familiar to the other twelve kids.
Damen: (whispering) Wait a second! Look at the way that guy's dressed.
Emily: (whispering) He's wearing a fedora and an overcoat. Just like in your story, Cameron.
Cameron: (whispering) But, that's impossible. I totally made it up.
Brittany: (whispering) Our point, exactly. It doesn't make any sense.
Amaya: (whispering) Wait. Can you bring us up to speed? Because, we (points to herself, Connor, and Greg) have no idea what you guys are talking about.
Cameron: (whispering) Ok. So, I decided that we should tell ghost stories while we waited for Ms. Zane to come back with the marshmallows. I told this one.
Matilda: (whispering) The story is about a mysterious person who's dressed the way that guy is.
Raymond: (whispering) They would lurk around a camp, searching for potential, and unsuspecting victims. The first were adults.
Greg: (whispering) Just like them.
Jen: (whispering) First; they would kidnap the adults. Then; they would take them to the lake, and onto a canoe. And, then; they would summon the lake monster.
PJ Masks: (whispering) Lake monster!?
Eric: (whispering) Yeah. We thought that's what you saw in the water, Connor.
Brittany: (whispering) What did it look like?
Connor: (whispering) I don't know. It was staring at me with these big, glowing, yellow eyes, but it looked like it could've been a rock, or something. What did it look like in the story?
Joshua: (whispering) A four-hundred-fifty foot tall spider crab.
Amaya: (whispering) That sounds scary.
Greg: (whispering) We've got to help them.
Will: (whispering) Yeah. But, how?
Voice: (whispering eerily) Hello, children…
Kids: (gasps)!
Voice: (teasingly whispers) Greg… Connor… Amaya…
The PJ Masks jump, and they immediately recognize the voice.
Voice: Remember me?
Adults: Help, kids! … Help us! … Please, children! … Help! …
Something pushes the canoe, and the oars fall out of it. Also, something pulls the oars into the water.
Voice: SILENCE!
Connor remembers his experience, and looks at the stranger in realization.
Connor: It was you. You were the one who scared me, and tried to drown me in this lake.
Voice: Very good, Connor. And, I'm sure YOU'LL remember this, Greg.
Some leaves and twigs start flying back and forth in the wind, and Greg remembers his experience.
Voice: And, don't even think about trying to save your precious adults.
The said adults were bound by life preservers. The oars that fell from the canoe, and another life preserver, rise up from the water, and fly towards the children. The kids duck down, and Amaya remembers her experience.
Amaya: (whimpers in fear)…
Voice: I knew you would be extra afraid of this, my dear Amaya. Now; … RISE!
The ground starts shaking as something big comes up from the lake.
Ms. Zane: It's… It's a-.
It comes up some more, and reveals itself.
Everyone: LAKE MONSTER!
Greg: … And, it looks like a spider crab.
Cameron: I can't believe my made up ghost story turned out to be real!
The lake monster grabs the adults with one of its claws, and eats them.
Kids: (gasps)!
Voice: Get them.
All the kids start running away screaming as the monster comes out of the lake, roaring, and chases after them. Each of the kids tried their best to lose the beast, but it grabbed most of them with its claws, and eats them.
Our three heroes, and a few other kids, however, managed to survive, but are still trying to avoid the monster. Our heroes are hiding behind a cabin, and they're processing their current dilemma.
Greg: This is really, really, really, really, really, really, REALLY bad!
Connor: I know. What can we do? We don't have our wristbands. And, without our wristbands, we don't have our powers.
Greg: We've got to do something. And, we'll figure it out.
They felt some rumbles in the ground.
Amaya: We'd better figure it out soon, because it sounds like the monster is coming for us.
The monster shows up at the camp grounds, scoops up Julie, Eric, and Matilda, and gobbles them up. Cameron, feeling guilty about telling the story, comes out of hiding, and approaches the monster.
Cameron: Hey! YOU!
The monster hears Cameron, and looks down at him.
Cameron: That's right, you overgrown crustacean! I'm talking to you!
Amaya: (whispering) Cameron; what are you doing?!
Cameron: If you want someone to eat, eat me! I made you up, and now I'll pay the price for what I've done.
The monster scoops him up, and drops him in its mouth.
PJ Masks: (whispering) NOOO!
The monster looks down at the trio, and its eyes glow.
Greg: (worriedly) Uh… I think it spotted us.
Amaya: Then, we'd better get going!
The three of them run through the woods as the monster starts chasing them.
Amaya: Why did Cameron do that?
Greg: He probably felt bad about telling that story, and thought that this is all his fault.
Connor: But, this isn't his fault.
Greg: It's too late to tell him that now.
As they kept running, they slowed down, and see that Greg has fallen behind.
Connor: Uh… Greg?
Greg: I'm stuck!
They go back to get him, but he starts sinking.
Amaya: Uh-oh. Quicksand!
Greg: (gasps)! Get me out!
Amaya: Don't worry. We'll get you out.
She finds a big, long stick, and extends it for Greg to reach. He grabs the stick, she and Connor start pulling, and he flies out of the quicksand. Unfortunately, where he lands is casted over by an unusually large shadow. He looks up, and sees the monster looking down at him.
Greg: Oh, no.
He begins running away, but he ends up scooped up by the monster.
Connor and Amaya: GREG!
Greg: Looks like it's up to you two. Be careful. Do what you can to save yourselves. And, if you ever feel like it; ask each other-
Before Greg can finish his sentence, the monster drops him in its mouth.
Connor and Amaya: (gasps)!
After the monster eats Greg, it looks down at the two.
Connor: Looks like it's just you and me, Amaya.
Its eyes glow again, and they become more nervous.
Amaya: What do we do now?
Connor: The only thing I can think of: RUUUUUUUNNNN!
They rush off in another direction, and the monster chases after them. As they were running through the forest; Amaya falls behind, and Connor immediately takes notice and stops.
Amaya: Connor! Help!
Connor: Hang on, Amaya! I'm coming!
He turns back, and sees that the stranger has her. A wall of leaves and twigs blowing in the wind blocks Connor's path so he won't try anything.
Voice: (laughing)!
Amaya: (struggling, and grunting)! Put me down!
Voice: Oh. But this is just getting good.
The monster arrives, and scoops her up.
Amaya: (screams)! Connor!
The wall falls down, the stranger's just laughing, and Connor looks around and gets an idea.
Connor: Hey! Big and scary!
The monster looks at him, and gets a rock thrown at it.
Voice: (surprised) What!?
Connor: Leave her alone!
He throws four more rocks at the monster so it could let her go. And, when the last rock hits it, broken glass falls from above.
Voice: (gasps)!
Connor: Huh?
He goes over to the fallen shards, picks one up, and puts it in his pocket. Amaya slips through the claw, and starts falling.
Amaya: (screaming)!
Connor: (gasp)! Amaya!
He runs over to where she'll land, and catches her in his arms.
Amaya: (exhales)! Thanks, Connor.
Connor: You're welcome.
He puts her down.
Voice: Well, you certainly have spunk… Tell you what; in the next hour, I suggest you find a place to hide because, the beast will regain consciousness, and get you. If it catches you, you'll join your friends in a deep, dark despair. If it doesn't catch you we will leave you be for tonight. Just, don't expect to be so lucky tomorrow.
The stranger leaves super quick, like in the blink of an eye, and Connor and Amaya run back to camp.
Connor: Ok. We need a place to hide. We shouldn't hide in our cabin because, it'll most likely look for us there.
Amaya: (getting an idea) Alright. How about we camp out for the night? I have my tent and sleeping bags, and we'll camp out in the woods. We could even camouflage it so we don't stand out, and, hopefully, the monster won't find us.
Connor: It's worth a shot.
Amaya: Yeah… (realizing something) Oh. But, we don't have flashlights.
Connor: No. But, I have my glow-in-the-dark blanket. We can use that for light.
Amaya: Ok, then.
They arrive at their cabin, get their backpacks, turn off the light, and run back into the forest. They find a spot a little close to the mountains, Amaya gets the tent and instructions out of her backpack, and sets everything up.
Amaya: Ok. We have the tent, and the instructions. Let's get started. Connor, you read the instructions to me while I set up the tent.
Connor: Alright.
He picks up the instructions, and reads them to her while she starts setting the tent up. Five minutes later; the tent is halfway finished, but she starts getting tired.
Connor: Ok. Amaya, how about we switch places? You read the instructions to me, and I'll finish the tent for you.
She switches places with him, and he finishes setting up the tent.
Amaya: Nice work. Now, we need to camouflage it. (sighs)… Hearing the word camouflage is making me miss Greg even more.
Connor: Me, too. Just one question: How do we camouflage this tent?
Amaya: Easy. We'll just kick up some dirt against the tent, and we use leaves and branches to help cover it up.
Connor: Ok.
They start kicking dirt up against the tent, and they use the said branches and leaves to cover it up.
Amaya: Alright. Now, we hide inside the tent.
She opens up the flap to the tent, they go inside, and close the flap. The inside of the tent is very dark, and it makes Amaya edgy.
Amaya: Oh, Connor; it's so dark in here. I still haven't gotten over how dark it was in that closet. Could you please get your blanket out?
Connor: Sorry. I can't do it now. It might light up the tent, and the monster might find us.
Amaya: (groans in fear)…
Connor: (whispering) Listen. Let's keep our voices down. Now, close your eyes, and come closer to me. Follow the sound of my voice, and I'll keep you safe.
Amaya: (whispering) Ok. Say something.
Connor: (whispering) Over here.
She goes over to him, and they wrap their arms around each other.
Amaya: (whispering) Connor, why are we whispering?
Connor: (whispering) Because, the monster probably has great hearing, and if we talk at a normal tone, it could catch us.
One minute after; they hear rumbling. The monster has regained its consciousness, and starts looking for the two. They feel strong rumblings pass them by as they're hiding. Eight seconds after; the rumblings get weaker and weaker until they fade away.
Connor: (whispering) I think it's gone.
Amaya: (exhales)! … (whispering) Can we talk normally now?
Connor: Yes. And, I'm about to pull out my blanket.
They let each other go, he takes off his backpack, and takes the blanket out. The inside of the tent now has some light, glowing in electric blue.
Connor: Amaya; you can open your eyes now.
She opens her eyes, and is relieved to see light glowing around her.
Amaya: Yes. Thank goodness.
Connor: Ok. I've got an idea. We'll sleep out here tonight. Tomorrow morning; we'll go back to camp, and get some things to substitute for our powers. And, we'll look for the place where the monster and the stranger have taken everyone to.
Amaya: Hold up. What makes you think that everyone's okay? The monster ate everyone, and we'll probably never see them again.
Connor: But, the stranger said that if we were caught by the monster, it would take us to where our friends are. To me, it sounds like they're alright.
Amaya: Are you still thinking that there could be a "Logical explanation" for all of this?
Connor: Well, I did find something that could mean something's up.
He pulls the shard of glass out of his pocket, and she looks at him confused and a bit irritated.
Amaya: Really? A piece of glass!? THAT'S what you found!?
He puts the glass in his backpack.
Connor: It fell after I threw those rocks at the monster. It could mean that our lake monster is a robot, created by a nighttime villain. I'm guessing it was a certain mad scientist who has a big ego, and hates us with a passion who created it.
Amaya: No way! There's no way Romeo created the lake monster! Don't you get it?! Everything that's happened here. Happened to you, to me, and to Greg. And now, the monster has taken all of our friends, and we don't have our powers to stop whatever this is! Why won't you just admit that this camp is haunted!?
Connor: Because, we don't know if this camp really is haunted, or if a nighttime villain is just trying to make us think that it's haunted. We need to have all the facts first. Plus; we CAN do some awesome things without our powers. You and Greg taught me that. And, as for our friends; we should stay hopeful that they're okay, because there is a possibility that they're alive.
After the statement he just made, she realized that arguing would be pointless.
Amaya: (somewhat sad) Oh. I guess you're right. I'm sorry, Connor. I'm just really scared and overwhelmed by everything that's been happening lately. And, I shouldn't be taking my frustration out on you. You're only just trying to help. Plus, we've seen some crazy things here, and being in that closet has made me become afraid of the dark. You probably think that I'm pathetic for that.
He goes over to her, and places his hand on her shoulder.
Connor: Amaya, it's okay. And, I don't think you're pathetic for being scared of the dark at all because, I'm scared, too.
Amaya: You're usually not scared of anything.
Connor: Just because I'm usually not scared, doesn't mean that I can't be scared when I want to be. Everyone is scared of something. You saw that I don't like to get wet, and I was fine with admitting that I have stage fright to you.
Amaya: I'm glad that you're letting your guard down for me by telling me what you're afraid of, but it's making me feel any better about this.
Connor: Then, we shouldn't be thinking about this right now, and worry about it tomorrow.
Amaya: How do we do that?
He puts his finger on his forehead as he's thinking, and gets an idea.
Connor: Ooh. Look at this, Amaya.
She brings her head up, looks at him, and is becoming amused. His left hand is covering his left eye, his right eye is peeking through his fingers, and his tongue is sticking out.
Connor: Bleeehhhh…
Amaya: (giggling). What are you doing?
Connor: Making funny faces. I've got another one.
He puffs his cheeks up, sticks out the tip of his tongue, and looks at her cross-eyed.
Amaya: (laughing)…
Connor: Oh. I have another one.
He moves his bottom teeth to the right so his top teeth touches the left side of his bottom lip, playfully glares, and moves his hands to the top of his head to make pretend antlers.
Connor: (playfully growling)!
Amaya: (laughing)! Oh, Connor; you're so silly!
Connor: Well, is me being silly making you feel better?
Amaya: (giggles). Yes. Now, I've got a funny face to make.
She takes off her glasses, puts her right hand on top of her head, has her eyes peeking through her fingers, and she's sticking her tongue out.
Amaya: Bleeeeehhhh…
Connor: (laughing)! That's a good one, Amaya.
Amaya: (putting her glasses back on) Thanks.
They share a laugh together. She, then, takes out her sleeping bags, and sets them down.
Amaya: Well, I'm not exactly tired yet, but I do have some things to say.
Connor: Ok. What are they?
She gets closer to him, and gives him a big hug. His face turns slightly pink.
Amaya: Thanks for making me feel better, Connor.
She nuzzles her head into his chest.
Amaya: And, for saving me from the monster back there.
She kisses his right cheek, his face becomes redder, and a goofy smile spreads across it.
Amaya: And, for helping to get me out of that closet.
She kisses his left cheek.
Amaya: (starts blushing) And, for being there for me whenever I was scared.
Connor: (blushing, and laughs nervously). Y-You're welcome.
Amaya: Oh. And, sorry I didn't help you when you almost drowned.
Connor: Don't apologize for that. There was nothing you could do. It was the lifeguard's job to help me.
Amaya: Thanks.
They hold each other a little bit longer. He puts his hands on the sides of her head, pulls it away for a bit, and kisses her forehead. They both blush a bit.
Amaya: (blushing) Umm… It's kind of chilly. You don't mind sharing your blanket with me while we're in the sleeping bags. Do you?
Connor: (blushing) N-No. Not at all.
They slide into the sleeping bags, and pull the blanket over themselves. She takes off her glasses again, and puts them in her backpack. They cuddle each other again, and close their eyes.
Amaya: (softly) Goodnight, Connor.
Connor: (softly) Goodnight, Amaya.
They drift away into their sleep.
Meanwhile, somewhere dark and creepy; the monster has taken everyone there. The last two dropped off are Greg and Cameron.
Greg: (groggily) Where am I?
Cameron: Greg?
Greg: Cameron?
Cameron: I can't believe we're okay.
Greg: Me, neither.
Cameron: You know what else I can't believe?
Greg: What?
Cameron: After I got eaten, I saw everyone's faces. When they saw me, they didn't seem mad at me. Why?
Greg: Why? Because, none of this is your fault. You wouldn't have known if any of this was real or not. No one would've.
Voice: (eerily whispering) Quite true.
Greg: (groans)! Where are you?!
Voice: Oh, don't worry about me. I'll leave you alone for tonight. You should get some sleep. Tomorrow will be even worse than tonight.
A light comes on, and from looking around, Greg realizes that he was in a cell. He lays in the bed, and puts the blanket over himself.
Greg: Night, Cameron.
Cameron: Night, Greg.
Greg closes his eyes, and tries to go to sleep, even though his mind was riddled with scary thoughts.
OK! That was chapter five. I've been typing this chapter all day, and I can't wait for you guys to read it… Now, Cameron's sacrifice in this was noble, although what's been happening in this clearly isn't his fault… Also; I know a lot of you are wondering what'll happen next. You're going to have wait. Sorry. Now; that detective work our heroes did was impressive to the normal daytime kids, but they remembered their secret identities. I know on the show they yell out their superhero chant in public places in the daytime, and it makes them seem careless, but it seems like no one really cares what they're chanting. I have some theories: Maybe, because of the fact that they're six year old children, they don't expect anyone to believe them, and/or take them seriously. Or, maybe some people probably already know about the PJ Masks, and know that it's them. Ok. Theories aside; let's talk about Connor's thoughts on the camp. Now, he's not being an annoying skeptic, and he's not in denial either. He's just not sure if the camp is haunted or not. And, lastly; the little Conmaya/Amonnor moment. Wasn't that sweet? He made her laugh to make her feel better, and was there for her whenever she needed help. Now, it may have seemed a bit extreme reading about two six-year-old kids seeping next to each other (I use "Sleeping next to" instead of "Sleeping with" for obvious reasons), but kids can be cuddle bugs, and they're JUST cuddling. They're not doing anything else. That's just sick and wrong (Referring to the "Anything else"). Anyway; tell me what you all thought of this chapter in your reviews. I'm a bit exhausted, and I'll be watching my shows tonight. Bye.