𝕁𝕦𝕝𝕚𝕖 & 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℙ𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕠𝕞𝕤 𝕆𝕟𝕖 𝕊𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟚: 𝑪𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒈 𝒑𝒕. 1

Occasion- 𝙵𝚊𝚕𝚕/𝚆𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟶
Context- 𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍, 𝙵𝚕𝚢𝚗𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚗𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚐. 𝙰𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. (𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙾𝚛𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚞𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖.)
Idea Credit- 𝙼𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏
Ships Set Sail- 𝙹𝚞𝚔𝚎/𝙿𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚕𝚢𝚗𝚗
Warning- 𝙻𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎

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Julie's POV

Julie inhaled the cold, crisp air of the dark church, gazing at the high-ceilinged sanctuary. Rows of pews led to the back of the room and the choir chairs on her right nearly rose to a large stain glass window centered in the wall. The space was dimly lit by the moon peeking in from windows high above, and the only sound was the breathing of her friends as they moved around the carpeted surface of the alter.

The last time she'd been to this church Julie had been around the age of ten. She still remembered the long, winding hallways and expansive rooms where services and Sunday school were held. The building was certainly less eerie during the day, but Julie couldn't think about all the possible creepies hiding in the dark. She had a game to win.

"So what's the plan boss?" Luke's voice echoed from where he was perched above the choir pews, beside the colorful glass. Blue and purple light danced across his features.

That night, after telling Ray they were going to the pier, the boys had poofed Julie, Flynn, and Carlos into the Molina's old church. Now they were going to take advantage of the empty building and play capture the flag; a Reggie credited idea.

"We already have teams, do you guys wanna' go pick areas?" Julie addressed her friends scattered around the room.

There was a chorus of agreements and everyone moved towards her. Flynn and Alex took their places at her side while Luke, Reggie, and Carlos separated into their group across from them.

"Okay." Julie pulled her messily drawn map of the church out of her bag, handing it to Luke and pointing to the opposite end of where they currently were. "We'll take the south side and you guys can have the north. This area with the dining hall," she pointed to a median room and its extended corridors, "is the neutral zone. Safe for both teams."

Everyone nodded. Flynn spoke up.

"While we're at it we need to set some rules too." All of the boys groaned.

"First," she held up a finger, "no use of any ghostly powers because it's an obviously unfair advantage. Second, if someone gets tagged they have to sit at the other team's base. Third, the flag guard has to be switched out every ten minutes. Fourth, no moving your flag once it's set. Besides that it's obvious, there's three rounds like we talked about and winner of two out of three takes all."

They had previously named the stakes for each other. If Luke's team lost, Carlos would have to go a week without electronics, Reggie would have to wax his legs, and for three days Luke would only be able to talk if he was fully dancing.