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The trio flew above the forest on the mountainside searching for a perfect place to make camp. They had just passed a town, so they figured it'd be a good idea to make camp near it, so they could buy food and supplies.
"How about there?" Danny asked pointing at a small clearing.
"Fine, fine, just land already!" Randy complained, still clinging on to Jake for dear life.
Randy jumped of off Jake's back just as soon as they landed.
In the middle of the clearing, there was a few rocks, perfect for sitting on.
Randy took the tent Jake had been carrying.
"Um… guys, I don't think I'm good at tents," Randy said confused, as he unfolded the tent.
"Here let me," Danny sighed.
"I'll collect some wood or something," Jake said.
"What about me? What should I do?" Randy asked.
"Go with Jake and collect firewood."
Jake and Randy went into the forest, while Danny stayed and put up the tent.
"Is this ok?" Randy picked up a bundle of sticks.
"I don't think they're dry enough… The ones over here are better." Randy began picking up the driest of the sticks.
"I suppose you're not used to camping, huh?" Jake asked, not that he was an expert, but he did have a bit of experience thanks to his father.
"I dunno, guess not."
"I'm not exactly the biggest fan of camping, but when you live in New York City it's actually nice to be in a forest for a change."
"I agree, even though I don't remember where I live, the forest is nice." Randy stopped collecting wood, "don't you think this is enough?"
"Sure," they began heading back, "so you don't remember anything about you're town? Norrisville?"
"Nope, although… The name does ring a bell."
"Really? So you do remember something."
"No, not really. It's more like a feeling."
"Do you remember anyone?"
"Nope, not at all." Randy replied thoughtfully, just as they arrived in the clearing.
Danny had put up the tent and was putting the bags into it, when they came. Randy dropped the wood in a pile next to the rocks.
"What about food?" Danny asked.
"You guys probably gotta go to the town and get some." Jake said.
"Aren't you coming too?" Danny asked.
"Sure! Nobody will notice it if a dragon comes into town to do a bit of grocery shopping." Jake answered sarcastically.
"That's not what I meant," Danny said annoyed, "I mean flying with us some of the way."
"Flying?" Randy cut in nervously.
"Yeah, we're not going to walk to town." Danny said.
"Why not?" Randy asked.
"Because it's far."
"It probably isn't that far." Randy argued.
"Well, we don't know that."
"I'm not going flying again."
"Why not?"
"I don't like it,"
"Are you afraid of height or something?" Danny asked.
"No." Randy said uncertainly and pretty inconvincibly.
"Are you sure?" Danny teased.
"Yes, now come on. Let's go to the town." Randy said, before going towards the woods.
"It's the other way."
"I knew that," Randy muttered, before turning around and going the other direction.
"I'm staying here, I don't wanna risk getting spotted." Jake said.
"Fine, I don't think the town is that far, so we won't be gone long."
"See ya," Jake said, as they disappeared behind the trees.
A few hours went by, but Danny and Randy still weren't there. Jake was bored and decided to fly for half an hour or so. When he returned, they still weren't there.
"Aw man, where are they?" Jake complained, he had grown hungry.
The sky turned darker until the moon were high enough for Jake to see over the treetops.
He was just wondering whether he should go and look for them or not, when they came back.
"Yo, what took you so long?" He asked.
Danny grumpily put down a bag next to the tent.
"It was a bit further to the town, than we expected." Randy explained.
"Yeah, and someone," he looked annoyed at Randy, "refused to fly the rest of the way."
Randy looked at the ground.
Clearly sensing the tense atmosphere, Jake quickly changed the subject.
"So what did you buy?"
Randy who was grateful for the change, happily replied, "We bought ingredients to a stew."
"Stew? Can any of you guys cook?" Jake asked skeptically.
"No, but how hard can it be?" Danny asked, while he arranged the firewood and began to light it with a lighter and a piece of papir.
"As long as you know what you're doing," Jake said, "and let's agree that I'm in charge of the fire." Jake signaled Danny to get out of the way, before he spew fire on the wood, lighting it instantly.
Danny and Randy began preparing the food, while Jake watched, he wouldn't be of much help afterall. Jake decided to go for a flight to keep a watch for predators like bears or wolves, that might have been attracted to the smell of food.
When Jake came back, after making sure there were no predators, the stew was on the fire and Danny and Randy was talking.
"Yo, What's up?" Jake asked, as he landed next to them.
"I'm trying to get Randy to remember something, but it doesn't really help."
"We could try doing some ninja stuff or something." Jake suggested, as he sat down.
"Maybe, but it's probably better to do it tomorrow." Danny said, as he checked the stew, "I think it's done now."
Randy fetched three bowls and poured stew in them. Jake had trouble finding a comfortable way to eat the stew, he couldn't really use a spoon like Danny and Randy, and he found it somewhat degrading to drink it like a dog or cat would. He decided just to drink of the bowl as he would a glass. He picked it up with difficulty and just poured the content into his mouth.
"Maybe Randy should do the cooking tomorrow." Jake mocked, as he tasted the stew, it was nowhere near tasty, but it was edible.
Randy snickered, but Danny only huffed offended.
"Well, it isn't my fault that you two are not able to cook."
"Randy's able to cook," Jake argued.
"He has amnesia, and… no offence… he doesn't seem like the kind of guy, who cooks a lot."
"None taken, I'm pretty sure you're right about that, besides it's not that bad." Randy commented.
Jake quickly sunk the rest of his stew, while Danny and Randy was still waiting for theirs to cool of a bit.
"Can I have seconds?" Jake asked.
"I thought you didn't like it." Danny said annoyed.
"I don't… kinda… I guess I'm just hungry."
Danny refilled Jakes bowl, which was empty again within the minute.
Jake was surprised to find that he was still hungry. He had never been in his dragon form for this long, apparently, it affected his appetite.
"Do you guys want more?" Jake asked, as he looked at their almost-full bowl, they didn't seem to want to eat the rest.
"I" Randy began, quickly glancing at Danny, "don't want more."
"I gotta admit. This stuff is gross." Danny sighed, as he stirred his stew.
"So… I can get the rest?" Jake asked, looking at the pot on the fireplace.
"I don't mind." Randy said.
"Sure, go ahead." Danny agreed.
Not bothering with the bowl, Jake just stuck his head into the pot and ate/drank all of the stew. He finished it quickly and licked it clean. When he sat up again, Danny and Randy was staring at him with frowns on their faces.
Jake grinned.
"What? Never seen a dragon eat?" He asked smiling.
"I didn't realize you were that hungry." Danny just said, taking another sip of his stew.
"Honestly I didn't know either. I've never been in my dragon form for this long, so I don't know how it'll affect me." Jake said.
Silence reigned for a few moments, while you could hear the sounds of the nocturnal animals in the forest.
Danny and Randy had put on their jackets, since it had grown colder during the evening, but that didn't bother Jake though, his scales were too thick to allow him to get too cold or too hot for that matter.
Randy broke the silence.
"Where does your parents think you are right now?" Randy asked both Danny and Jake.
"Well, I told my parents the truth. They know my secret, so there was no reason to hide anything from them." Jake said.
"Wow, you're lucky," Danny commented, "My parents obviously doesn't know, but my sister does. She and my friends, Sam and Tucker, are gonna cover for me."
"Do you really think it would be that bad, if you told your parents?" Jake asked him.
"Uh… yes! They are ghost hunters. I don't think they would be too thrilled to find out that their son is half ghost."
"I guess not," Jake agreed, feeling an urge to end the conversation, "You guys bought marshmallows, right?"
Danny and Randy, who had almost finished their stews, nodded.
Jake fetched the bag of marshmallows and opened it. He took a marshmallow and put it on the tip of his tail, sticking it into the fire.
"I'm fireproof," He explained grinning at Danny and Randy's faces.
The ghost and the ninja finished their stews, went into the edge of the forest and took a stick each to roast their marshmallows. They went to wash the bowls and the pot in a nearby stream after Danny had pointed out how unhygienic that was. The trio chatted until late in the night, when Randy finally yawned and said he was going to bed.
"Good idea," Danny agreed, yawning too.
"Wait, I just realized, where are you gonna sleep Jake?" Randy asked.
"Isn't the tent big enough?" Jake asked confused. Randy looked from the small tent to the big dragon and back again.
"I'm just kidding," Jake grinned, "I'm gonna sleep right here." He stood up, walking around in a small circle to soften the ground a bit, before he curled up (much like a dog or cat would).
"Outside? But it's freezing!" Randy exclaimed.
"Where else? Besides it's fine, I don't really feel the cold. I have thick scales."
"There isn't really any alternative," said Danny, who hadn't said anything in a while.
Randy agreed, before he and Danny went inside the tent.
Jake, who had been tired the entire evening, fell asleep instantly. Apparently, his dragon form needed a fair bit of sleep as well.