The Nublar 7 : Camp Cretaceous x Male reader

Experimentation

Italic-Thoughts and Flashbacks

Bold-Cuts, Notes and Pov

(3rd Person) Pov

Darius, surrounded by the dark of night, lit only by the spark of fire. "We thought it would be fun... we thought we'd be safe, but..." Darius pauses. "We didn't realize the... horror that waited for us on the island... claws... teeth... screaming, so much, so much screaming," Darius continues. Sammy pulls her knees closer in anticipation and fright. Ben and Kenji lean shoulder to shoulder with Ben holding onto Kenji's arm as the tension rises. Ben starts quivering. "Shhh! He's getting to the good part," Kenji tells Ben.

"The T. rex stalked closer, loud thuds echoed through her footsteps, rippling water in puddles in the distance," Darius stopped. "Her jaws opened wide, revealing an array of sharp teeth, the foul stench of decay lurking in its mouth, almost like a warning-," Brooklyn snaps a picture disrupting Darius with the flash. Everyone looks to her in confusion.

"What...? oh, it's for the vlog... keep going," Brooklyn reminds them. "Keep telling your little story," She clarifies. Darius continues where he left off. "Oh, here we go," Kenji says, as locking back in. "-slowly appearing through a dark, another Tyrannosaur-," Darius tries to continue before being interrupted again. "Dang, I ran out of space, I don't want to delete my selfie on Everest," Brooklyn says, breaking the intense atmosphere. Kenji lets out a loud disgruntled sigh as the story was interrupted... again.

"Maybe I should just start over... from the begging-," Darius  thinks out loud. "No!" Ben yells. "Maybe you should just sto-," Ben tries to say before being swiftly cut off by Kenji. "Dude, can you relax. He's not even telling the story right now," Kenji remarks. "And how is your grip this damn strong!?" Kenji asks, trying to shake him off to no avail.

"So, another Tyrannosaurus appeared thro-," Darius once again tries retelling his story.

"Maybe we should invite Y/n and Yasmina over?" Sammy interrupts. "I bet they would love this kind of thing," she finishes, looking at Yasmina leaning over the edge of the guard rail. "Would they?" Brooklyn comments questioningly. She herself, looking towards Y/n on in the corner of the couch, resting his eyes.

"I don't know Sammy, maybe they just like spending time alone," Brooklyn says. Sammy tilts her head. "I don't understand?" she responds. "You know how sometimes people just want to be left alone," Kenji explains. Sammy breaks out laughing at Kenji's explanation. "Kenji, you're hilarious, I think Yasmina and Y/n are just shy and don't know how to make friends at camp," she concludes.

Suddenly a loud thunderclap shocks everyone alongside a sudden down pour of rain, forcing the campers back inside.

With Y/n

"Hmm...I should probably visit the lab tomorrow, check in on Noir," Y/n thinks to himself. A sudden thunderclap causes Y/n to flinch as he hears an assortment of voices barreling down behind him. Y/n attempts to return back to his restful state before feeling a shift in the couch.

"Tch, my pages got wet," Yasmina mutters from the other side of him. Y/n cracks an eye open to look at her. He could see her work she on full display as she tried to dry the pages and couldn't help but admire it. "I wish I could draw like that. I'd completely butcher even a stick figure ha-ha," Y/n thought to himself, trying to stifle his laughs.

This grabs Yasmina's attention. She quickly turns to the presumably slumbering boy. "Y/n," she says, trying to get his attention. She narrows her eyes in suspicion. "Could he be laughing at my drawings? This is why I don't n-" "-Need a friend!"

Sammy suddenly says from Yasminas left, shocking her out of her thoughts. "What?" Yasmina responds in confusion. She looks to her right to just see Y/n turning over, essentially separating himself from the conversation. "I'm such a ding-dong! You're alone. And when I'm alone, having a friend around is nice," Sammy speaks out of experience.