That evening, all of the campers were gathered around a campfire having a great time talking and making s'mores.
"Mm, I can't believe how good these s'mores are," said Apple.
"You may want to slow down, Apple," said Raven.
"Yeah, you're already on your third one in a matter of a couple of minutes," said Ashlynn who was looking a little concerned for her friend.
"Sorry, I just never had these before and they taste so good," said Apple before she finished the s'more off.
"Well you'll have all kinds of chances to try new things from now on," said Raven.
"I'm sure I will," said Apple before kissing the witch.
"Why don't you two go get a room?" asked Briar, getting a laugh out of all their friends who were sitting around them.
"Hey, how is the whole confession thing you told me about before getting on the bus going?" asked Apple while giving the daughter of Sleeping Beauty a smug grin as she knew that would get her back.
"Sh, keep it down!" whispered a panicked Briar as she looked around to make sure no one else had heard.
"Hang on, who are you planning to confess too?" asked Raven.
"Let's just change subjects," said Briar, who was beet red in the face.
"Alright, what did Lancelot want to talk about earlier, Raven?" asked Cerise while turning her attention to the witch.
"He had received a call from Headmaster Grimm who said to keep an eye on me because I'm trouble and may hurt the camp if I'm left by myself," said Raven in a frustrated tone of voice.
"But Lancelot told me that he doesn't trust him since the whole Snow White incident a couple of months ago," she said.
"Can't fully blame him," said Briar.
"Yeah, Headmaster Grimm did help cover everything up and it's still surprising that he didn't get in trouble like she did," said Cerise. As they were talking, Apple had noticed a conflicted expression on her girl's face.