Hi y'all! This story is another crossover. As a request from a guest reviewer on my '16 to Survive' story, I'm writing this Transformers and Jurassic World: Camp Cretaceous crossover. Since I don't know much about transformers, my brother is helping me write it because he knows more. I'll try to keep these chapters short. I'm talking about the campers in chapter 1. Anyways, enjoy chapter 1!
Kenji's (POV)
I pulled a bag of potato chips from my trunk. It was already open and half eaten. My eyes darted at my surroundings. Compy's. I angrily crushed the rest of the chips and tossed the crumpled bag onto the lower deck of our treehouse.
"Kenji!" A girl shouted.
Oops. Hadn't realized it landed on Brooklynn's head.
"Mornin,'" I say, looking around at the surrounding beds, which still had three sleeping campers–wait three? Where's the fourth? "Where's Ben?" My eyes shoot around the trees to search for a jungle boy.
"He went out for a stroll with Bumpy." Brooklynn responded, not looking up from the mangoes she was grilling over the fire.
"Wait–why are you grilling mangoes?!" I yelped at the gross sight–but it did smell good.
"It could be more filling." Brooklynn answered, calm as a pond. She tossed me a papaya, "Cut it up."
I grabbed the butter knife Darius scavenged from main street and began slicing the papaya. Gosh, this fellow is tough, I think, or maybe it's just that I'm using a butter knife rather than a steak knife. I shrug the thought off and slice up twelve perfect slivers of papaya, "Here you go, B." I say, handing Brooklynn the wood slate holding the fruit.
"Thanks," She takes the plate and finishes up her grill, "You can go wake the others."
I smile and sweep up a thick stick from the ground. Heading to the upper deck, I'm more than ready to make the best and most annoying wake up call ever. I grab a horn, and Dave's old and almost broken down radio and then situate my materials.
3, 2, 1, I count, go! I bang the stick on the slide as hard as my muscles will pound then I scream with an extended note, "wake uuuuuuuuuup!" Afterwhich, I stuff the old radio into the horn and play the most chaotic tune. Last, I turn on the siren feature and sing along with the loud noise. That should get everyone up, I smirk.
"Ahhhh! KENJI!" Sammy sits up, a pillow to her ears.
Yaz is already out of bed–and angry, "TURN THAT OFF!" She bolts at me full speed and lunges for the radio, tackling me in the process.
I turn the button off and sit up, laughing.
Brooklynn must have been pretty startled because she's looking at me with irritation, a mess of sliced papaya at her feet, and the wood slate flipped upside down.
"Sorry," I said, not meaningfully, shrugging. Then something catches my eye. It looks like some form of light peeking through the clouds. On a cloudy day like this? Kenji ponders, I wouldn't have guessed.
Brooklynn's (POV)
I rolled my eyes and bent down to pick up the mess. Why does Kenji always have to be such a prankster? I shake my head. It used to be funny, but now it's just annoying. "Kenji?" I start, "You made this mess, you better help me clean it up."
But there's no more laughter or sound from Kenji.
"Kenji?" I try again, this time looking up. But he's nowhere to be seen. I frantically search the treehouse top to bottom then scan the jungle around me. Worry builds up and I finally scream, "Kenji!"
Hey y'all! That's chapter 1! Sorry if it's a bit boring, because I'm just talking about the campers, but a transformer interaction will happen soon! Stay tuned for that. I also have a Ninjago + Jurassic World: Camp Cretaceous crossover fanfiction called '16 to Survive.' I also have another Jurassic World: Camp Cretaceous regular fanfiction called 'Trapped.' I'd love for you guys to read these. Chapter 2 of this story will be up soon! Please review and thanks for reading!
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