They didn't have much hope.
They were still recovering from the mental breakdown from their abusive cult, 'Watchers' and trying to rebuild their life after being treated.
The Camp Councillor definitely didn't help, looked very uncertain looking through their papers.
"Have you had experience working with children?"
Yes; They use to hang out with children, tell them stories before they ruined their life and robbed them of freedom for years.
The Councillor's expression then changed, thoughtful to then being unsure, then to thinking.
. . .
"Well; We do have one group that needs a new Councillor, we only have an assistant as of now but if you can prove to us you can be trusted with kids by the end of the week; We'll give you the job and you can handle this group."
That gave them hope.
Though something was off, if they had to think so much about the group of kids. . .~
They were taken to Camp 5.
They had several cabins, made from different woods and styles that intrigued them, a Campfire spot that was larger so this must be a big group of kids, school house, playground, a hole. . . For some reason.
The lake, woods and the regular stuff you'd expect in Summer Camps.
Though they expected to see kids running around, he heard a bunch of yelling from the school house and once the Head of the Camp opened the door; All the noise just flooded out!
And the assistant?
Was tied up in a chair, a kid in a red jumper running him with tape and another kid in a blue jacket taped his mouth shut.
"Ehm."
The whole class froze and turned to the door.
The assistant struggled, trying to call for help but it seems like these kids meant business when they were left in charge.
"In your seats."
They all raced back to their seats, some having not moved, one kid had to shake a kid awake from a nap.
"Kids; This will be your new Camp Councillor for the week, if we choose to have him stay on; Be nice, stay out of trouble and I'm watching you all."
That sentence alone was unsettling, though there were a few giggles as the head took the assistant out by the chair.They walked to the desk, scanning over the kids row after row.
A lot of then were hybirds, two humans from what he could sense and on the board he saw the names and ages, so someone named Martyn was the oldest and the youngest was Pearl and Mumbo.The kids watched their new teacher, he looked mysterious especially with the hood up, scars and mask.
They took out three wooden boxes, placing them on the table.'Success'
'Reroll'
'Fail'
This got them interested.
Then they turned to the board, wrote something up.
Secret Game
'Secret Keeper'
The teacher turned fo the class, having gotten their attention.
"I'm well aware this is my first day, but to get to know you all better; If we play a game."
Their voice was rough, they were probably intimidating for the kids but they were going to try and get this job."This game I call; Secret."
They wrote up the rules.
"Everyday, I'll give you a book with a secret inside, Secrets will range with social tasks, physical tasks and anything; If you want a harder task you can come up to me for a harder task, if you succeed you get a prize and if you fail your task you'll not get anything but you'll have another chance the next day."
"You need to keep it a secret; If someone works out your secret they can help you."
. . .
The kids looked at one another, definitely got their attention.
"Is it a point system?"
"It can be if you want, would you like to try the game first?"
. . .
They all nod, saying 'yes', 'sure' or just nodding so they passed a book to each kid.=
"I didn't want him to leaf us."
Grian and Mumbo were practically dying of laughter, neither of them the wiser that they had somehow gotten tasks so similar too each other.
Impulse was watching Gem make him a flower crown made of Cherry Blossoms for his task but she didn't know that.
Scott had just came back from the teacher with his prize from his task.
Bdubs was practically laying on the ground of his Upside Down Scale house he had to build, but was somewhat comforted when Mumbo showed interest in doing the same but a Side Ways House.
Cleo and Etho had an alliance of some kind, seemed like those two had been enemies from what they heard about this group's previous year on camp.
Lizzy read her poem to Joel, who stood there very confused and awkward as he held a toy plush cow in his arms.
Tango and Skizz got the boat out and when to the small island on the lake, claiming it The Heart Foundation.
BigB dug his hole with confused everyone, his task was to dig a small hole; not gaslight everyone.
Martyn was just having a rough day and him and Jimmy were calling themselves 'The Dogs' followed by Grian saying 'Property Police' for some reason.Going through the list of kids, it seems like Gem is the only new one here while others are returning.
Ren? Transferred to a different camp.
Weird.
"Oh I just failed my task."
That was followed by laughter, cry of defeat and confusion.
Mumbo was confused, Grian was practically leaning against the cabin as he laughed and Scar flopped on the ground in defeat.They smiled from the distance, they had missed this so much.
=
The Head of The Camp came to check in on them.
"It's time for bed you all."
And they expected a fight, chase them around until they get into a cabin.
"Okay."
"Goodnight."
"Night."
They all. . . Went without a fight.
"They're worn out from today."~
Checking in on them, they were all asleep or they were nearly asleep or just up reading and talking about the game.
Maybe they could expand the game a bit.
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