Vancat/Tyvan One Shots✔

Camping (Part 1)

Evan's POV

I took a deep breath and breathed out, enjoying the smell of nature.

Me, Tyler, Marcel and Craig were out camping in the forest that was very far from any cities or human civilization.

The weather was perfect too. The sun was shining and emitting hotness, along with the gentle breeze evening out the temperature.

We've been walking for about fifteen minutes.

With all of us carrying food, drinks, tents and other necessities, of course we were tired as hell.

"Tyler, how much longer do we have to fucking walk? I'm tired." -Marcel whined.

"Me too." -Craig agreed.

"Me three." -I groaned.

"Jeez, didn't know you couldn't handle a little walking. We're almost there." -Tyler said and chuckled.

We walked for about five more minutes in silence, with the occasional whine from Marcel.

"We're here." -Tyler finally said.

I looked up from the ground, which I've been staring at the entire time we've been walking out of boredom, and in front of us there was a small clearing.

"Fuckin' finally!" -Marcel exclaimed.

We walked to the middle of it and threw the things we've been carrying onto the ground, with us throwing ourselves down on the grass to rest.

"Guys, you probably shouldn't throw the food on the ground." -Tyler said.

"Whatever, it's still in the container, so..." -Craig said, which made Tyler shake his head in disapproval.

"Come on, let's set everything up."

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"You idiot, you're not shoving the pole into the right hole!" -Craig yelled.

"It is the right hole, you fucking dick!" -Marcel yelled back.

"Guys, can you stop being so gay and set up the tents already?" -I said boldly, while setting up the fire.

"Shut up!" -The two yelled in unison and continued bickering about the tents.

I laughed and continued with my attempt at lighting the fire. I had set it up so it'd be big, but I had a little trouble lighting it.

"Need help?" -Tyler offered.

I turned to Tyler, who had just returned from wood chopping, holding a bunch wood logs.

"Do you?" -I asked with an amused grin, to which he snorted.

"Nah, I can handle carrying a few logs."

"Those aren't a few logs Tyler." -I responded, making us both laugh.

"Here, let me take care of the fire while you go get the fishing rods. Okay?" -He suggested.

"Sure."

I walked over to where we tossed the fishing gear, passing by the arguing pair who still hadn't set up the tents.

As I was grabbing everything we needed, I heard Tyler yelling at them.

"You still haven't set up the freaking tents?! You had one job!"