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

𝟼. 𝙾𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝚊𝚌𝚔

The kids had gotten hungry and cold, which left them with only one place to go.

They lounge around Mae's living room, munching on bread and cheese.

"When Mr. Kon comes back, he's gonna want the rest of the control chips." Darius' voice cracks mid-sentence as he takes a bite out of his bread.

"We gotta destroy them." Brooklyn voices the already assumed plan.

"Yeah," Yasmina nods, "And get rid of any blueprints or files so he can't make more." She leans on Sammy's shoulder.

"Where do you think the files are?" Sammy speaks up.

"Most likely Kash's computer." Y/N takes half of Ben's bread right out of his hand.

"Okay," Darius nods, finishing off his food, "Brooklyn and I will go to Kash's office and delete those files. You guys go to the workshop and destroy the chips."

"What do you say to a friendly competition?" Yaz stands up, folding her arms.

"Like a race?" Darius perks up, "I say you're on."

"Oooo," Sammy grins, "I love the sound of that! I can't wait to blow the chips and workshop to smithereens!"

"Or," Y/N places a hand on her shoulder, "We could not start a massive chemical fire inside the jungle biome."

"Good call." Yaz chuckles.

"Camp fire on the cliffs outside?" Sammy turns to the opposing team.

"We'll meet you," Brooklyn shrugs casually, "Or should I say, beat you there." She smirks.

"Losers roast the marshmallows!" Ben chimes in, holding up a big bag that he's just retrieved from the kitchen.

"Perfect, we ready?" Darius smiles at the competition.

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Yaz, Y/N, Ben, and Sammy sneak around Kash's workshop, avoiding the BRADs on patrol.

"Hey, guys?" Sammy whispers and the three of them all nod.

"Nobody but us is on the island, right?"

"Right." Y/N mumbles, keeping an eye on the BRADs.

"And we said these repair BRADs aren't lethal, right?" Sammy continues.

"Right..." Yaz drawls, still watching the bots.

"So why are we hiding?" Sammy's voice goes back to a normal level as she struts out into the open.

"Good point." Y/N blinks in shock before getting to his feet and following after her.

The four of them make it to the workbench and Sammy plucks an earbud off the surface, "Kash's," She grimaces, "This is definitely going in the fire."

Y/N finds a case of the chips and slides it across the bench, showing it to the others, "You think they have more than this?"

"I don't know," Ben sighs, "But this just goes against everything Mae believes, I can't believe Kon made her work on these chips."

"He's..." Sammy fumes, "Actually I can't think of a word bad enough to describe him!"

"I hope she's okay..."

"We should start the fire." Y/N shuts the case.

"Right." The girls nod and Sammy chuckles, "Man, this is way easier than I thought."

"Plus side, we're gonna win by a mile. On the other hand, we're gonna have to wait forever for those marshmallows."

"Well, I could think of something to keep us busy while we wait." Ben grins and pulls a crowbar out from underneath the workbench, using it to motion towards one of the BRADs.