The Parent Trap {Claven / Princess Mechanic}

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That night, Raven, Octavia and the twins were enjoying their dinner of trout around the campfire while Finn looked at his plate in disgust. The only fish he ever ate were those that were filleted and this freshly caught slimy fished roasted on an open fire made her sick. He wrapped the provided blanket around his body tighter and clung to his phone.

"This'll hold us for a while." Raven said putting a few more sticks of wood into the bonfire.

"You sure you don't want some trout, Dad? Is that okay, by the way, if we start calling you Dad?" Sofi asked sweetly looking expectantly at Finn who was busy rubbing insect repellent on his arms.

Octavia almost choked on her fish when she heard that.

"I think your mother would prefer if you called me Finn and no thank you, I do not eat trout... for the thousandth time. I'll wait until breakfast. What are we having?" he asked with fake enthusiasm.

"Trout..." Raven, Sofi, Mila and Octavia answered much to the chagrin of Keana.

"C'mon, its part of the experience." Octavia cajoled with a smirk and Finn beamed at her sarcastically as he slapped his leg.

"And what's the other part? Being eaten to death by mosquitoes?" he snapped, "God, you'd actually think they like this stuff!"

"What's that you're using?" Raven asked and put down her plate, "Let me see that." Finn handed the bottle over to her and she sniffed it before putting some of it on her hand.

"Well you're sure to attract every mosquito on the mountain with this stuff. Its sugar and water." Raven explained with an amused smirk as Sofi and Mila shared sly grins.

Finn glared at them and the twins hurriedly ate their trout and pretended that nothing happened.

"That's it! I'm taking one large sleeping pill and going to bed," Finn announced picking up two sticks before he stood up, as he went to the tent, he started whacking the sticks together and the sound reverberated in the silent night. Raven looked around with a raised eyebrow at his queer behavior.

Octavia pinched the bridge of her nose. She couldn't believe this was the man Raven was marrying.

"Finn... what're you doing?" Raven asked slowly.

"I don't want the mountain lions to..." he stopped and turned around just as the twins and Octavia snorted, "There are no mountain lions up here, are there?" he asked standing to his full height, which didn't really say much, after realizing the joke's on him. Raven tried to hide her irritation as she shook her head.

"No," she mouthed and Finn put the sticks together in one hand and threw them to the side. Then be approached Raven who was now looking at him worriedly but he planted a luscious kiss on her lips leaving her quite breathless. The twins rolled their eyes and tried not to gag. Octavia dropped her plate, disgusted, with a mumble of not being hungry anymore.

"Goodnight." Finn said smugly and sauntered into the tent. After he left, Raven gave a warning look at her daughters who looked back at her innocently.

"Guys, I'm telling you, lay off. This isn't his thing, okay? I'm not marrying him because he's Annie Oakley," she said sternly.

"Who's Annie Oakley?" Mila asked confused.

"Just cool it." Raven said and went back to her trout.

Later that evening, the moon shone brightly over the lake and no sounds where heard except for the distant hooting of the owls and the slight whisper of the wind as it rustles in the quiet. If you listen much harder, you'll hear a zipper softly being pulled down to reveal two girls both identical looking with impish grins on their beautiful faces. Sofi flinched as she unzipped the tent, not wanting to create any noise that would tip any animals or her mother off. She looked around to see if the coast was clear and stepped out of their tent. She turned to her sister and signaled to her that the coast was indeed, clear. "C'mon, c'mon!" She whispered as she watched her twin carefully step out of the tent.