Preparations For Camp
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"Wilbur Wesley Robinson! You've been in the bathroom for almost a hour. It doesn't take that long to gel your hair! Remember we still have to go by Robinson Industries before we leave. You don't want to miss your plane, kiddo." Cornelius said as he knocked on his son's bathroom door. He takes a step back once the door opens.
"Geez Dad, calm down. We don't leave for another 5 hours." Wilbur says as he moves past his dad to his bedroom to continue playing Chargeball.
Cornelius follows his son into his room where he finds all the clothes he laid out for Wilbur to put in his suitcase scattered all over his bed.
"Will, why haven't you finished packed yet, mister? I told you last night to-"
Wilbur wraps an arm around his dad's shoulder. "Dad, relax. The camp isn't going anywhere it'll still be there once you're as old as Grandpa Bud. Okay?"
Cornelius sits down on Wilbur's bed and sighs. He knows he's being a control freak, but his son is going to be separated from him for a month! He has a right to be able to make sure his son has absolutely everything he needs for his trip. Cornelius even bought a plane ticket in case he wanted to go tell Wilbur goodbye once he arrived.
Hopefully, that'll be okay, right?
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"Uncle Gaston, Uncle Art, why did you allow Mom to ship me overseas to some stupid camp in the U.S.?" Jeremiah Framagucci asks as he sits in the back of the taxi that's taking them to the airport.
"We've been over this, Jere." Franny says from her seat across from him. "It'll be a fun adventure and a good learning experience for you. I bet you'll find someone who'll play cards with you."
The brothers roll their eyes at their little sister. Gaston decides to say his opinion loud and proud to annoy his sister. Art watches with amusement as he waits to see what his younger brother will do. Art taught Franny everything she's knows when it comes to karate so he knows Gaston's in for a treat.
"If it were up to me, we'd be on a plane to the Caribbean right now, just imagine the ocean breeze..sipping out of coconuts.."
"Ah, but it's not up to you now is it?" Franny teases back as she ever so "slightly" slaps her brother's arm.
"Come on, Fran, why send the poor kid to some hideous wilderness camp when he could be enjoying his summer with Art and me in the Caribbean?" Gaston responds as he flicks her wrist.
"It's enjoy-"
"It's enjoying and fun and educational. Please we already know." Gaston mocks his sister. That causes him to receive an elbow to the ribs from her.
Jeremiah laughs at his uncle's and mom's antics. He wished he had a sibling he could "fight" with.
"Jere, it'll be over before you know it." Franny says and winks at Jere about that last part.
"Whatever." Jeremiah replies as he glares at her.
Franny leans forward to give him a hug which he stubbornly refuses, but she manages to give it to him. They finally arrive at the airport and Jeremiah is already dreading this trip.
Hopefully, all the things his mom said were true about this place. With that, Jere grabs his bag and walks into the airport with his mom and uncles following behind him.