The Six Campers and The Soldier: A Camp Cretaceous Story (OC fanfiction)

The Art of Chill

Tap. Tap. Tap. I swear if he throws one more rock, I'm going to deck him. I notice Yaz move to catch the next one, she glares a hole through Kenji who drops the next rock. "Sorry guys but pterosaurs are nearing in the eastern mountains so that's out." Darius says as we groan. "So more bad news." Sammy says as she pulls out a map brochure of the island that has red X's all over. "We can't stay on Main Street cause, dinosaurs. And the mountains, grasslands and jungles are also out because dinosaurs." Brooklynn says sarcastically. "And Kenji's penthouse is also out because he is bad at math." Yaz points out. "Hey it's not my fault my dad changed the code because I didn't do my algebra homework." He says non-chalant. "That's actually completely your fault." I say as he glares at me. "We have to take the good with the bad. No matter where we go, there are going to be dinosaurs, we just have to find the one space that is less of a risk." I reason to the group. This island is crawling with dinosaurs, there is no avoiding them. "There is a place we haven't tried but I'm not sure you're going to like it." Darius says as we look at him. I reply. "Where?"

We arrive back at the ruin site of Camp. Huh. Not bad Darius, not bad at all. "Are you serious. Didn't we specifically run away from this place." Kenji complains. There is no pleasing you is there. "Just hear me out. There's a stream of fresh water. And mountains and trees to protect us from the worst of weather and dinosaur attacks." Brooklynn clears her throat while gesturing to the ruins. "Well not all dinosaur attacks but we sent that signal out. Wouldn't camp be the first place to look if you were looking for campers." This kid is smart, thinking ahead before everyone else. "It's not perfect but then again nothing is. We have supplies, damaged or otherwise, they can be useful for a shelter. I like it " I say agreeing with Darius plan. "Well, what are we waiting for?" Yaz says as she hops over to a plank of wood. We all watch her struggle, while everything looks at her with pity, I understand why. She wants to pull her own weight but is too stubborn to admit that she needs to rest.

"Hey Yaz, don't you think you should sit this one out?" Darius asks. Yaz looks at him bewildered. "What? No, I need to- whoa?" She stats to say as she trips and falls, aggravating her ankle. I walk up to her leg and pull her shoe off. "I'm fine. I wanted to be on the ground." Stubborn woman. I inspect the bandage. It has taken the swelling down a little bit but it wasn't a compression bandage so it hasn't done much to help. "It's not nothing. Your ankle hasn't healed and I'm not allowing you to aggravate it." Yaz looks at me with a hurt look. "Based on this symbol, there is a clinic nearby, maybe there we can find something to help." Darius says as Yaz refuses to acknowledge it. "No way. I'm not sitting around while you go out there. I can pull my own weight." She says as Sammy pushes her back down. "Rest. You're going to need your ankle attached if you want to win gold medals when you get home okay?" Sammy reasons while Kenji puts in his two cents. "And I'll stay behind to make sure she rests." Yeah right. Yaz looks horrified at that revelation. "Can it be someone else? Literally anyone else?" Yaz grips my arm as I get up from the ground. "I'll stay behind to salvage anything I can find." She looks relieved at that. "And make sure Kenji doesn't wander off and get himself killed." Kenji looks at me offended. "Hey." I shrug non-chalant at his hurt feelings. Brooklynn picks up some broken pieces, passing two to Darius and Sammy, weapons, something we'll need in the future, but for now they will have to do.

I begin to sort through the rumble. Big planks are sorted too be used as foundation for the shelter. Medium size pieces are sorted for wall structure while the small pieces are sorted for roofing. I need to pick out some large ferns to keep rain water from degrading the wood. I see Yaz trying to pull a particularly large plank from the rumble. "Yaz, you should be resting." She looks up at me. "I'm capable of pulling pieces out." She replies back. I look down at her with a raised eyebrow. She looks back up. "What?" She says as she pulls and almost loses her balance. "Yaz, just sit down and rest for a while at least until the others get back ok." I say but she refuses to acknowledge. Kenji starts stretching and cracking his knuckles. "Time to sort garbage to useful garbage." He flicks tiny piece of wood with his foot. "Complete, Kenji down for the day." Is he serious? Yaz hops towards him as he sits lazily against a tree. "Dude, you didn't even try." They begin talking about Kenji's laziness, I work through the portion of the ruin that my room was. If I can find anything useful, it would be godsend. I move a few pieces out of the way....."JACKPOT!"