⍟ Strings {A Camp Cretaceous x Male Reader Story - Ben}

𝟷. 𝚅𝚒𝚎𝚠 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚃𝚘𝚙

The campers sail away on their makeshift boat.

They had crafted it over the past couple days using things that were left behind during the evacuation. Crates, barrels, anything they deemed useful.

Not everyone was optimistic about the idea at first (cough cough Y/N and Yasmina cough cough) but right now everything seemed to be working out in the camper's favor.

Plus, this was their last resort, so it had to work.

They all sit on the raft and watch peacefully as they drift away from the island.

"Goodbye, Jurassic World..." Darius mutters quietly.

Everyone's gaze remained fixed on the shore as a familiar dino scurried up onto the sand.

Bumpy bellowed in sadness as she watched her friends go.

The sight made everyone sad, but Ben seemed especially disheartened.

"Goodbye, Bumpy..." His eyes never leave her.

The atmosphere is solemn for a moment before Kenji starts laughing hysterically.

"See ya never, stupid Dino Island!" He calls after the giant chunk of land.

"You thought you could eat us!? No way! You thought you could stomp on us? Think again!"

"Yeah!" Sammy high fives the enthusiastic boy.

"You thought you could crush our spirits? Impossible!"

"Yeah!"

Kenji and Sammy do their made-up handshake.

"To be fair, the island did crush my spirit." Ben chimes in.

"But then... I defeated Toro," He begins his monologue for maybe the millionth time since he's been back.

"Please, not again..." Y/N sighs.

"Bumpy likes it when I tell it." Ben crosses his arms.

Out of nowhere, the raft begins shaking, almost knocking the campers off balance.

They all shout and grip onto something stable.

"Uhm, guys..." Brooklyn calls out, causing everyone to follow her gaze.

The teens spotted a massive wave barreling towards them.

"Everyone secure the vines!" Brooklyn cries, gripping onto one of the vines that was holding the boat together.

"How?" Yasmina shouts over the sound of the rushing water.

"Uhm, I dunno? Pull on them!" Brooklyn tugs at her vine.

"I thought you had raft experience!?" Yasmina complains but pulls on a vine anyway.

"I said some raft experience! Some!" Brooklyn retorts.

"Ohh, so only some of us will die!" Y/N concludes with the utmost sarcasm.

"The wind's strong. We can just power through." Brooklyn reassures them.

Y/N is convinced she jinxed it however because just as the words leave her mouth the wind rips the sail off the raft.

Yasmina glares at Brooklyn.

"Well, that's wonderful isn't it." Y/N scoffs.

A shadow soon comes over the raft. The teens look up to see the wave towering over them.

They all scream and try to take cover, looking down and clutching onto the raft.

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After almost being drowned the campers take their walk of shame back into the jungle to try and think of a new plan.