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"Are you fucking kidding me?! We just made a bet for the fate of the camp! David- David, no- David, stop- DAVID!"
Max's yell didn't get David to respond. He muttered something under his breath, something along the lines of 'fucking idiot'.
The leader of the Woodscouts, however, responded. "We got a new camper just a bit ago. He's from another country- Australia. We'd like to make a bet, Campbell."
"Okay." 'DAVID...! Gah, nevermind, what will it be this time? Murdering someone?' Max thought to himself.
"The bet is that he can speak faster than one of your campers. If you win, we'll take the camper that when against him. If you win, we'll... let you see the season premiere of your favorite show that's yet to be shown on television," The boy's acne-filled face taunted us, as his thin lips moved quickly.
"Deal!" suprisingly, this was NOT David.
"Alright then, we'll be back tomorrow. Prepare your candidate, Campbell." He had left. Good riddance.
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"Dammit, David! Who are we gonna choose?! No one here can speak fast! Everyone here is American-" Gwen was cut off by, unexpectedly, Neil.
"I vote Max!"
"AWEEE YEAAAAH! ME TOO, ME TOO!" squealed Nikki.
"Huh? Why Max? Wouldn't he just screw everything up?" Everyone thought, or asked. "Of course not, silly! He's from India! I've heard him speak his language and, and-" Nikki explained. "And, he's fast as hell at talking in it." Neil finished.
"Alright." They prepared.
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"Are you ready, Campbell?" A sea of nods responded.
"Yo, my name is Jonah." The candidate for the Woodscouts introduced himself.
"Max."
"READY CAMPERS?" David yelled. The rest of the campers joined in, screaming the countdown.
"3!"
"2!"
"1!"
"Hi, my name is Jonah. I'll treat you like you need to be, like a loner. I don't care what you say, mate, it won't affect me, 'ya see. I just can't help but be the best of the best, but I can help the fact that you all can't beat us; the undefeated!" Jonah said quickly, more quickly than the average person.
"Heh, beat that, Campbell."
"Oh we will. Undefeated you say? Well that's a load of BS and you know it. I'll show you the 'best of the best'.मुझे सिपाही होना चाहिए जो कभी भी अपनी रचना को नहीं मारता, भले ही मैं अपने कंधों पर पूरी दुनिया का भार पकड़ता हूं, मुझे इसे कभी नहीं दिखाना चाहिए, मेरी चालक दल को यह कभी नहीं जानना चाहिए . Beat that, motherfucker."
Everyone was in awe. Nobody knew what he said, but it was so quick they could barely even hear it.
"We win." Max smirked.
"FUCK YEAH!" The kids from Camp Campbell screamed in victory.
"LANGUAGE, KIDS! YOU TOO, MAX!" David yelled over the small crowd.
Thanks for reading. sorry it was so short. i've been busy with school and stuff. i hope it was okay lol
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Language - Camp Camp
Fanfiction"Are you fucking kidding me?! We just made a bet for the fate of the camp! David- David, no- David, stop- DAVID!" The Woodscouts make another bet with Camp Campbell. Has language (as expected of Camp Camp) and mature themes. Pretty tame though. Cam...