Chap. 4, a low growl

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      An: I'm sorry for not updating... I have no excuse so drag me in the comments if needed

       Max hated to admit, but he was glad he was back at camp. It added a strange stability to his life that he never really understood. And since David loved the place so damn much he guessed that it rubbed off on him. Sighing he watched his dad's dancing in the mess hall. They had cleaned the floors and were too lazy to move the tables back so Daniel put in some music, which ended up with the two married men to dance like teenagers.

       It was like a week until the other campers came so max was enjoying all his free time he could. Though he smiled at his two dads. They were giggling and tripping, because neither of them knew how to dance. Sighing he got up to dance with them. It was a fun family thing. They did this every year they came and had free days, and Max would have thought David and Daniel would have gotten better at dancing by now. 

      A week later

  
     Max was walking and saw that some of the campers arrived already. Space Kid was here, his mom and mom where chatting with his dad's. He looked to see that Daniel had his platform heels on, they made him six inches taller! Daniels as always short and Max thought that was the funniest thing, but also encouraging because he was also very very short.

       Nurf was bullying someone, Preston probably. But Max was looking for two people in particular.

    Nikki and Neil. They had made up over the years, and they had found out that Daniel was a vampire and David was a werewolf. They understood why he was so on edge. They also knew he liked makeup, it was sweet. They bought him things and complemented him instead of making fun of him, he smiled warmly.

      After all they also knew he was a werebear (heh this words funny). They were a lot more accepting than usual friends, that's why Max loved them.

He might have loved them a little too much, he had grown a tiny crush on the two, but he would never admit it. (To anyone other than his dad's of course.)

(Sorry it was short I've been anxiety ridden and busy)

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