A new chapter, and with it, I've now done every camper! But don't worry, I will continue on now; the point of this collection is to do a whole bunch of different little drabbles. I plan to do at least twenty-five of these, and after that, probably more in an "occasionally update, never really finished" sort of way. Anyway, for all the Cody and Leshawna fans, hope you enjoy!

Current Interaction: Cody and Leshawna

"Hmm..."

Cody shifted his shoulders slightly, a bit cold in the cool night air. Sitting on a sand dune, he had before him a rather calm and beautiful view of the dark Wawanakwa Lake reflecting the silvery moonlight and stars. But his face was turned away, idly watching a scene about thirty yards down the shore, as Trent and Gwen sat together on the Dock of Shame, the occasional drift of guitar music drifting down to him on the wind.

A slight smile played on his face for a moment, though it suddenly faded when a shadow above him blocked away the little light he had.

"Huh. I didn't think it was that cloudy," he muttered, leaning back to look up at the sky.

"Oh, it ain't rain you got to worry about, Short Stuff."

Cody jumped slightly and he spun around to see one of his fellow Gophers---the source of the long shadow---standing a few feet behind him. "Oh. Hey, Leshawna."

Leshawna didn't answer, and Cody's bright expression fell. "Everything okay?" he asked nervously. Based on that scowl and the arms crossed over her chest---an expression she usually reserved for the likes of Heather---he kind of doubted the answer would be in the affirmative.

"I don't know. You get to tell me. Now, what exactly are you playin' at with Gwen and Trent?"

"Huh?"

"Don't you play stupid with me, boy."

"I'm not playing, I really am stupid." Pause. "That...didn't come out right."

Leshawna rolled her eyes. "Don't think I don't know you're up to something. Everybody in the camp knows you have it bad for Gwen, but now I'm hearing something 'bout you helping to hook the two of them up, and I don't buy it. And why exactly is Owen doing your dishes tonight? All I know is he mentioned something about a bra?"

"Oh. Heh-heh." Cody rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "That's...pretty much unrelated."

"Alright, then, back to my original question. What are you planning with Gwen and Trent?"

"Nothing."

"Uh-huh. Sure."

"No, really! What do you think?"

"I think you got some kind of plan, trickin' them into thinkin' you're helping them so you can either get Gwen to yourself or get ahead in this contest somehow. So you just tell me what you're planning right now, 'cause if you wind up trying to screw my friend over, I'm gonna have to put the beat-down on you."

"What?! N---no! I'm not---planning anything!"

Leshawna scoffed. "I believe that."

"No, it's true! I just---realized Gwen didn't like me as much as Trent, so I kind of helped them out a little. That's it."

"And you seriously expect me to believe that?"

"Um...yeah?"

Leshawna gave him a look, then frowned. Both his tone and expression were completely frank; he didn't sound hopeful that she would believe him, but rather, downright confused at the fact that she apparently didn't. Her eyes narrowed, searching for some sort of guile; she had had a lot of practice reading the minute clues that someone was trying to pass bull on her. Instead, she found nothing on Cody's face except true blank confusion.

Leshawna uncrossed her arms, looking at him with a slight frown. "You're serious, aren't you?"

"Why wouldn't I be?" He still sounded puzzled by this whole conversation.

Leshawna didn't answer, but went to sit beside him on the sand. He watched her, still frowning slightly. She, however, looked past him across the beach to where Gwen and Trent were still laughing down by the dock.

She turned her attention back to Cody. "You know, that was a pretty decent thing you did, setting Gwen and Trent up together like that. But haven't you been crushin' on that girl ever since we all got here?"

"Well...not the whole time," he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck again.

"Then why help them get together?"

He shrugged. "Well, it turns out Gwen doesn't really like me like that...which kind of surprised me, but I mean, no big deal. And Trent's always been really cool to me, so, you know, I thought, why not put in a good word?"

"Huh." Leshawna shook her head, giving him a look out of the corner of her eye. "Cody man, you are one in a million, you know that?"

"Ah..." He looked embarrassed. "No I'm not. It really wasn't that big of a deal. And besides," he added slyly, leaning back with his arms behind him for support, "now this gives me a chance to pursue some other romantic venues, n'est pas?"

He grinned and wriggled his eyebrows suggestively at her. He meant it to be a joke (well, half-joke at least), but Leshawna suddenly drew back, eyes narrowed.

"Huh? You the one been leaving me those love notes?"

Cody blinked, sitting up again. "Love notes? What love notes?"

Leshawna examined her face again, and once again found no sense of deceit anywhere. "...Never mind," she said slowly, looking carefully away.

Leshawna dialogue is hard. How did I do?

Next Interaction: Cody and Harold. To be posted tomorrow!