Emerson and Fiore are going camping today, they have finally picked out a good site and started setting up.
Fiore: So uh, how do I set up the tent?
Emerson: Simple, here let me show you, first your crop it up like this, then you putt the poles in like this and then you nail down the tent.
Fiore: Alright! What's next!
Emerson: A little too excited are you?
Fiore: Being stuck at Wellston is fucking boring!
Emerson: Well we have a portable stove to set up and sleeping bags to unroll but other than that, that's it!
Fiore: Now where's that hunting rifle? *rumages through backpack*
Emerson: Fi' we never bought a hunting rifle, where not even in hunting territory, there's nothing to shoot!
Fiore: *cha-CHACK!* What now? *she's holding a beat up hunting rifle*
Emerson: Where'd you get that?!
Fiore: It was my dad's.
Emerson: *pinching the roof of his nose* Fiore, camping is not just about hunting.
Fiore: Oh, well I've brought over shit to do, like this map right here! I drew us a trail to hike!
Emerson: Fiore that's a coloring book.
Fiore: What?! I brought the wrong thing?!
Emerson: Eh, its OK! They always have trail markers so we'll be OK.
Fiore: Uh huh shut up. *proceeds to draw a new one.*
Emerson: Well I'm going to set up our utilities.
Emerson finishes setting up the stove and sleeping bags while Fiore keeps drawing a hiking map. They do this for about ten minutes.
Emerson: OK, all done!
Fiore: So am I!
Emerson: You drew from memory?
Fiore: Not entirely
Emerson: Is it safe?
Fiore: Yeah it is, I just took a screenshot of the map on my phone and drew it.
Emerson: We could have used THAT!
Fiore: But, I wanted to do it professionally, not with a phone!
Emerson: Whatever you say.
Fiore: By the way, your stupid ass didn't forgot to bring food did you?
Emerson: Of course I did! You're hungry?
Fiore: Duh.
Emerson: Alrighty then.
Emerson pulls out a cast iron pan and puts cornbread mix on it. He then adds water, stirs it and then out it on the pot.
Fiore: That easy?
Emerson: Yeah, cornbread is a good bug out food if you have the tools.
Fiore: Well I'm going draw some of the nature I see.
Emerson: Cool! Getting into your creative side eh?
Fiore: Yeah, I've tried when I was younger but was not very good at it.
Emerson: Well I bet your gonna get better.
Fiore: Hell yeah I am. *starts sketching an outline for a bird.*
She proceeds to do that until the cornbread finishes and they both eat. After that they start trying to hike.
Two hours past and they get fucking lost.
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unOrdinary: Lost Ability - A Play Script Story
FanfictionDISCLAIMER: I do not own unordinary as it belongs to uru-chan. this is just a fanfic. 2 students enroll in Wellston, One who is a cripple who is related to Seraphina and one who possess a strange ability thought to be lost in time. Ember has become...
