Daisy Chains ♤ Charlie Slimecicle

Whats a Slimecicle?

"They're definitely more green than blue," Alex argued.

"No way, that's blue all day," Taylor said. I sat in between them on the bench about six feet away from the bonfire, my face buried in my sweater. Because the guy they were talking about was literally like 10 feet away.

"Wait, who are you talking about?" Astrid asks.

"The guy in the maroon hoodie, for the Virginia County Swim Team. What color his eyes are," Taylor leans over to tell her.

"Oh my gawd, his eyes are hazel," Aztrid shakes her head and Panda lets out a scoff of disgust.

"Charlie's eyes are not fucking hazel!"

"Yeah they are, dipshit!"

Mika just sighs.

"Charlie!" Panda yells, and just then I realize that's literally that guy's name, and my head shoots up. The boy looks at our benches way.

"Yeah?" He semi shouts back.

"What color are your eyes?" I buried my head further down into my sweatshirt, and Mika patted my back leaning over the empty space left when Alex got up to get more marshmallows.

"You'll get used to it,” He mumbles.

"Uh, like a blueish green," Charlie said.

The twink looking guy next to him shook his head and said, "They're more blue."

And the guy on Charlie's other side, with dark hair and glasses, said they looked more green, and the argument continued on that side of the bonfire.

Alex sat down next to me, holding a smore and a glare. "Everyone has called me Quackity like all day."

Mika pauses from piercing marshmallows, "That's not your name?"

"Mika, you really thought he had the same name as the cabin?" Panda asks, clearly befuddled.

"Uh, how was I supposed to know?"

"Because Quackity is a ridiculous fucking thing to name a child, no offense Quackity."

"Bro," Alex sighs.

"Pandas a ridiculous fucking name. And so is...Schlatt, and Dream...and Puffy. And other ridiculous names some of you have."

"Those are all nicknames dipshit!" Panda yells back. "You know that."

"Nicknames don't have to be ridiculous. Mika's a nickname. You're all just on crack or something."

Panda just scoffs and shakes his head.

"Ok," Mika says, "What's your real name Quackity?"

"It's Alex," He said, and Mika tsk, tsked. "What?"

"We already have 3 Alex's. Me, which is why my nicknames Mika, Techno, which is why his nicknames Techno, and one of the cooks in the mess hall."

"Oh, his full names-" Taylor starts, clearly about to say Alexis, and Alex interrupts.

"Y'know what, Quackitys fine. It's great, even."

"Wanna go get ice cream, Chloe?" Astrid asks me suddenly, and Taylor has a weird goofy smile for some reason. "They always have some in the mess hall during bonfires."

"Sure," I shrugged, ignoring Taylor, because I liked Ice Cream a lot.

Astrid and I both got up from our bench, walking around towards the direction of the mess hall.

We stepped inside. The overhead lights were turned on, and fairy lights were strung on the rafters and walls, to give it a homey effect. An ice cream bar stood where during the day, hot dinner had been kept.