After about 30 minutes of brainstorming and scavenging, the campers had a... decent idea.
Ben found a lunch tray wide enough to cover the hole, and with the sealant Yasmina found in the garage they would be able to seal it up.
Yasmina and Brooklyn both push down on one side of the tray while Darius attentively seals it up.
"It ain't pretty, but it should be watertight." Brooklyn commentates optimistically as the other campers watch.
There's a moment of suspense when Darius, Yaz, and Brooklyn back away to see if the tray will stay in it's place.
A collective sigh of relief leaves the campers when their little D.I.Y project doesn't budge.
"Dope. Let's leave already!" Kenji crosses his arms, proud.
"Oh my gosh, I can't believe it's really happening!" Sammy squeals.
"Bye bye, Isla Nublar!" Brooklyn beams.
"We are out of here!" Yasmina cheers.
The others join in the cheering as well while Darius studies the sealant bottle closely.
"Hold up guy," He interrupts the celebration.
"It says here we have to wait 48 hours for it to set."
The campers groan.
"Come on!"
"Really?"
Kenji steps forward, shaking his head, "They have to say that for insurance and junk."
"As your captain, I pronounce this vessel seaworth--" He knocks on the tray and it slide right off the boat.
Y/N catches it before it hits the ground and scoffs, shoving it into Kenji's arms, "Nice, man. Nice."
Kenji looks like a deer in headlights when he notices everyone is glaring at him.
"I've, uhm, I've got some captainy stuff to do over there..." He hands the tray to Darius and scampers away.
"One more time." Darius sighs, holding the tray out to Brooklyn and Yaz.
Sammy and Y/N observe as they restart the process.
"Hey, can I... talk to you for a sec?" Sammy asks Brooklyn.
"I'm kinda busy right now, but--" Brooklyn starts.
"I need your help with something. Personal." Sammy practically begs.
"Here," Y/N takes over for Brooklyn, placing his hands on the tray, "I've got it, B. Go talk."
"Thanks..." Brooklyn stands up and walks away with Sammy.
After a moment Yasmina retreats too.
"I'll be back." She doesn't really explain herself and just walks up the dock.
Darius groans.
"It's cool, you're like halfway done." Y/N takes a turn at being optimistic, which is usually Darius' job.
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After only a couple more minutes the boy's finished sealing up the boat.
"Thanks for your help, N/N." Darius smiles as he places the sealant on the dock.
"No prob." Y/N smiles and makes his way up the dock, Darius right behind him.
The boys spot Kenji and Yasmina over by some storage crates, the former... throwing things at compies?
They approach the duo to hear the end of the conversation.
"Like my dad always says, 'If you've got a problem, throw cash at it'." Kenji smiles boldly, leaning on some of the crates.
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⍟ Strings {A Camp Cretaceous x Male Reader Story - Ben}
FanfictionY/N L/N, a 14-year-old guitarist gets the once in a lifetime opportunity. To be one of the only seven kids in the world to go to a special, dino inhabited summer camp on Isla Nublar, Camp Cretaceous. But what happens when everything goes awry, and...