[Fiction] I dare you: Stuck at Camp

[Blue Griffin]

Originally Posted by Blue Griffin

I wasn’t sure what to make of the incident until the morning when I was awoken by Chloe’s scream...

As I opened my eyes and rolled over to face Chloe’s bunk, I understood why she was screaming. Her mattress was slanted a lot towards my bunk. When she had woken up she slid off with a scream and onto the floor between us. Scrambling to keep her in place, she grabbed the one thing I didn’t notice last night when I woke up, a rope tied to the side of her bed. Landing on the floor, the roped pulled something on the ceiling and as Chloe looked up she got a bucket full of green pond scum over her face and hair. There was a giggle at the door, but as Heather go down from her bunk and to the door whoever was there was gone. Laura had arrived in our room to see what the commotion was and could see what had happened.

“Are you okay, Chloe?”

“Eww, eww, eww! Get it off.” She had recovered from the slime and was not desperately trying to get as much out of her hair as possible. Laura took her to the bathroom, closing the door behind her, to get her cleaned up as I just looked dumbfounded at what had happened.

“What is that?”

Victoria down from her bunk, looked at Chloe’s bunk as Heather slide under it trying to avoid the scum. “It’s the camp prank wars. Every year the cabins pair up and prank each other. Some have outstanding rivalries and always prank the same cabin, while other just choose by random. The problem is that we don’t know who pranked us. The last thing any cabin wants to prank the wrong cabin and have two groups pranking them.

“Here’s how they did it.” Heather had gotten Chloe’s mattress level and came out with a tire jack and a scrunchie. “They must have gotten this from the go-karts and had to modify it slowly increase. That’’s why it took so long for the prank, they had to test it to make sure it worked. Even if she hadn’t grabbed the rope just falling on it would have triggered the bucket. How ever it was got this stuck on the bed frame and had to leave it behind.”

“I’ve seen these before at the store, they come in pairs. The person won’t be wearing it thought since it would give them away.” We then heard a small gasp from the bathroom, and Victoria knocked to see if everything was O.K.

“Just get ready for breakfast and we’ll meet you there, this might take longer than we thought. Girls, you can change in my room, Allen can change here. I’ll clean up the scum after I’m done with this.”

After getting the corset and bra off, I changed into some “regular” clothes and made my way to the mess hall with the girls looking at any passing group to see if they could spot any clue.

“How do we know that the other cabins won’t prank us thought?” I asked.

“By now almost every girl should know about the prank. Word spreads fast to make sure double hits don’t happen and everyone’s always eager to for a good laugh. Most cabins usually start the pranks as soon as possible, since no one was bothering us we stayed out of it, and listened to the results.”

“How come I haven’t heard of any pranks?”

“No offense, but since you’re the black sheep of the camp, no one feels like you needed to be inculded. I don’t think that true though; the guys have done a great job before. Last year a group of guys filled one of the cabins with balloons, so the girls had to pop them to get rid of them, but they didn’t realize that there was itching powder in some of them. They had itchy sheets, bras, hair brushes for days, it was hilarious.”

By now we had reached the mess hall and gotten our table. With a stack of pancakes for each of us, I looked around the room as the girls started to chat about how they thought was the prankers. There. That was the girl I had seen leaving our cabin last night over at table two. I tapped Heather on her shoulder trying to get her attention.

“Yes, Allen?” She said not bothering to turn to me.

“Who’s the girl at table two with the long dark hair?”

Glancing quickly across the room and then back to Victoria “Cheryl, she’s been her for a couple of years before and I’ve talked to her from time to time, but that’s all I know. Why?”

“Because it was her face that I saw leaving our cabin last night.” That got her attention, but whatever she was going to say was interrupted by Chloe. As she sat down we all wondered why it took her so long to clean up and get here and why she was wearing a hoodie. We didn’t even notice her come in and get her food, but more than a few eyes were on her.

“I wanted to wait until I was with you guys to show what happened.” She unzipped her hoodie and threw back the hood. The streaks of green covering her hair and on her face left by the scum drew more the a couple of laughs and catcalls of “Lady of the lake” and “the frog princess” as it looked liked her face almost looked like a dull lily pad with facial features. “Laura tried to clear it off as much as she could, but the rest will have to fade away.

“They mixed green paint with pond scum” Seethed Heather as Victoria gave Chloe a hug. Turning to me she handed me the scrunchie and whispered to me “I dare you to prank Cheryl now and make a statement of it.”

Thinking for a bit, I took our bottle of syrup and set it on the ground then stood up heading over to Cheryl's table. I knew things were going to be get sticky between cabin two and cabin six and no one would take any prisoners in this war.

[Blue Griffin]

Originally Posted by Blue Griffin

Thinking for a bit, I took our bottle of syrup and set it on the ground then stood up heading over to Cheryl's table. I knew things were going to be get sticky between cabin two and cabin six and no one would take any prisoners in this war.

Walking over to the table, I knew what I was going to do, but hoped no one would catch on when I did it. Walking up to Cheryl, I tapped her on the shoulder.

“Hey dude,” she said, emphasizing the word. “or should I say girlfriend? How the jolly green girl?” She smiled at her joke as did the others at the table.

“ I just was wondering if I could borrow the syrup and powder sugar, we don’t have any at our table.” I reached over and picked the syrup and the sugar up as the girls looked a bit confused.

“By the way I love your hair, but why don’t you put it up? I think it would look better that way, here.” I showed her the scrunchie, noticing a flash of worry cross her face. “I’m pretty sure this is yours.” Laying the syrup down on the bench, and the sugar back on the table, I removed her hat, and started to go closer as she tried to stammer a reply.

“Oops” I said as I slingshot it onto her plate covering it in syrup.” Let me get that.” I reached over and rubbed it around, making sure that it was thoroughly covered. “Well, let’s see what I can do with this. I’m not a stylist, but I think I’ve seen enough you guys to do this.”

“No wa-” Cheryl stared to say before the girl next to her intrupted.
“Oh, let him. He’s got to start fitting in around her somehow.” Cheryl looked at the cold stares of her friends, and I was surprised too, but continued to grab a bunch of hair off the top of her head, slicking the strands with some syrup on my hand to stay straight up. I slid the syrup soaked scrunchie on top of her head. It was a silly sight, but didn’t stay up as tall as I wanted.

“Well, I tried, but like I said I’m no stylist. Hope you have a good day and thanks for the syrup.” I walked backed to out table, with a smug grin on my face as I took my place next to the girls.

“What was that?” asked Heather asked with a hint of anger behind her voice “That was barely a prank. If her cabin mates hadn’t realized that she had left a trail linking them to the prank, they wouldn’t have let you do that.”

“Watch their table” I said. As I saw the flurry of chatter staring at their table, Cheryl tried to get her hair back into order. Realizing it was pointless, she grabbed her hat and plopped it on to her head, and plopped it did. The syrup filled hat slowly started to cover her face, and the rest of her hair. “I set the open syrup bottle on the seat next to her hat. When I reached over the table, I leaned on the bottle filling her hat with syrup.”

“O.K., so that was a good prank, but that wasn’t nearly as public as I wanted it to be.” Smiling I turned to Chloe and whispered something into her ear. She looked at me for a second and then smiled for the first time since she walked into the room. She got up and walked up to table 2. The few people who had seen me prank nudged a the people next to them, but with most of the eyes in the room following Chloe green face, it wasn’t nesscary.

By the time she had got over there Cheryl had taken off her hat, and glaring across the room at our table. Chloe got her attention, and then reached over her to grab the sugar. Leaning back, the container passed over Cheryl’s head and was upturned. A cloud of white sugar covered Cheryl’s head, sugar sticking the syrup covered head. Laughter erupted from the room with calls of “old maid.”

“I asked her, Will you do me a favor and get the powder sugar? I forgot it at their table. Just be careful, the lid is a bit loose.” I said watching Chloe as she brought out something from her pocket. She raised her arm and drew a single stroke on her arm with the lipstick she got.

“Here, hold out your arm.” Victoria raised my arm and drew a similar mark. “Congratulation you now have point in your prank tally. Everyone now knows that you are in this game, and” she said with a grin “you are now officially one of us. Let’s go back to our cabin before today’s activities to plan our offense.”

*Author's note: Sorry for the delay. The next part may take some time as i trying to decide wether to flush out the characters more or just skip over that and focus more on the pranks. I am wondering what you guys think? Any comments about the story so far?*

[Alexis Rune]

Thank you for this. I am swamped in real life right now, but enjoying checking in once or twice to see if this is updated

[Vodin30]

the delay worked in my favor.. i had to go out of town and was glad to see that i had not fallen too far behind in your story.. keep it going