Punks Got Your Heart (Duncan x Reader)

Space Heater and the Popsicle

A quick thank you to @Ivegotsimpingissues for the follow first off!

And here is the next chapter! I'm editing the next one and it should be up either late tonight (thanks insomnia) or tomorrow afternoon (thanks 9am shift).

Enjoy campers!

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"Well, you did say ladies first, so I went first." You smiled sweetly as Bridgette high-fived you.. Duncan scoffed and shook his sopping wet hair all over you. You covered your face and laughed. Bridgette nudged you and you regained your sight, turning it onto a t.v. that was set up on the boat for us to continue to watch the challenge on. D.J. slowly walked to the edge before squealing and jumping back.

    "Uh-uh, no way man." His voice echoed out of the t.v. speakers. "No way in Hell I'm jumping."

    "Scared of heights, big guy?" Chris asked, slapping his hand on D.J's shoulder.

    "Yeah, ever since I was a kid." He admitted as Chris nodded.

    "That's okay." Pulling a hand from behind his back, a chicken hat instantly appeared on D.J.s head. "Unfortunately, that makes you a chicken so you'll have to wear this for the rest of the day."

    "Aw man, for real?" D.J. asked, dejected, his shoulders dropping.

    "Bawk, bawk, bawk!" Chris squawked, his arms folding behind his back as he mimicked a chicken. "That means the chicken path is that-a-way!" He announced motioning to the far side of the cliff. Dropping his head, comically making the chicken bob as he walked, he headed towards the "chicken path". When it was revealed that the chicken path was an escalator, jeers and shouts erupted from your fellow campers. You had to stop yourself from laughing as you remembered all the work the poor interns had to go through to install your fathers vision. Before more curses and threats could be issued towards your father, a body leaped from the cliff. It was Ezekiel and before he could meet the water, his body collided with a rock jutting out from the side of the cliff, causing him to spin erratically before he hit the water. The splash was followed by cheers and applause from all of us, except for Eva, who never seemed to enjoy anything. Harold followed this, leaping off with his legs outstretched, successfully completing a split in the air. However, as he continued to fall, he didn't change his posture. Your hand flew to your mouth as you waited for the horrific results. Slamming into the water crotch first, Harold let out a horrific scream of pain as all the men on the boat grabbed their crotches. Somehow he managed to float on the water in this position, before slowly sinking down, his screaming turning into gargles as his head went below the water.

    "Hate to see that happen." Chris groaned, standing in a similar position as the man standing next to me. A tap on his shoulder caused him to turn and the camera to pan Courtney into view.

    "Excuse me, Chris, I have a medical condition." She stated as you snorted and Duncan smiled down at you from his standing position.

    "What condition?" Chris asked, looking unimpressed at the C.I.T.

    "A condition that prevents me from jumping off of cliffs." She said, crossing her arms around her chest.

    "You can go ahead and chicken out but if your team loses this challenge, it'll be on you." He pointed out.

    "I've seen the other team and you don't think nine of them will make it down." She said matter of factly as your father slapped a chicken hat on her head.

    "Alrighty," Chris clapped his hands. "That makes nine jumpers and two chickens." He frowned, trying to make the basic maths add up in his head. "Hold on, we're missing a jumper!" Realising this, both the camera and your fathers head snapped to see Katie and Sadie clinging to each other for dear life.