McDanno - Camp 5O

Chapter 7

"Wait! Hold... on... just..." Danny stopped running and rested his hands on his knees. Oh god this was torture, why would any one do this voluntarily? Why was he doing this voluntarily? For Gracie, he reminded himself, for some strange reason she enjoyed this crazy stuff.

"Come on Danny, we're almost done!" Steve said circling around him.

"Will you stop that!" Danny growled reaching to make a grab for him, which Steve easily evaded. "You look like some crazy animal running around in circles."

"Some crazy animal?" Steve smiled throwing Danny a face that said 'come on, you can do better than that'.

"Shut up I'm tired." Danny shot back, huffing as he stood up straight. He was thankful for the change of clothes, he was in a pair of red shorts and one of Steve's old SEAL shirts.

"What happened to 'I chase bad guys around, I'm good'?" Steve mock imitated Danny, hand gestures and all.

"I hate you." Danny squinted at Steve, adding "and I hate running."

"Who hates running!" Steve said looking genuinely shocked.

"I do. I just said I did!" Danny said shooting Steve a death stare because who in their right mind liked running? Well, besides Gracie.

"It was a rhetorical question Danny"

"Your a rhetorical question!" Danny quickly shot back, Steve smirked as his eyebrows quirked up, his whole face just screaming 'Really?'.

"Alright, come on you caught your breath. We are literally just around the corner. Pretend you're chasing down some perp...or a guy that just asked Gracie out on her first date." And that right there re-energized Danny and he and Steve quickly finished up the lap.

"So," Danny asked, taking sips from a water bottle that had been posted in the cooler at the end of the lap, "do the kids know that they signed on to some crazy extensive training bootcamp or..." Danny trailed off eyeing Steve who just smiled and motioned for Danny to follow him.

"So Camp 5O isn't just designed for little kids, though that is a big portion of camp, with the whole one month camps and everything." Steve explained as they walked up a little hill, heading in the direction of Steve's cabin, "We have things for all ages, well toddler and up. Our main business during the school year is from companies. They either come for a day and do team training exercise, or they stay for a weekend or week retreat. Now the kids that we get during summer are usually split up well, one by which session they signed up for, then by age and gender. The first week is basically the same for everybody, morning arts and crafts, group team building activities, journaling, free time, campfire songs at closing campfire. During this week everyone chooses a track. These vary from year to year depending on our counselors, the usual ones we have are Dance, Theater, Music, Art, Survival," Steve pointed at himself, "Swimming, Fashion ect. The students receive a handbook a week before camp starts that includes a list all the tracks available for that year. Underneath each track are the activities that are going to be done with a brief summary of each. Campers are encouraged to select at most three tracks, their activities day to day after that will be selected from the tracks they chose, though campers are allowed, and encouraged, to request to participate in an activity not in their track if said activity caught their eye-"

"Wait, wait, wait." Danny put his hand up, placing it on Steve's stomach to stop him from walking, "so your telling me sweet little Gracie actually chose to participate in your crazy death trap of a track?"

"Yeah, she was also in the dance one I believe."

"She hasn't mentioned any dance activities. It's all been Steve did this, Steve did that Steve threw some scary pointy object that shouldn't be around kids, Steve showed us how to- insert something incredibly dangerous and stupid" he said throwing the hand that was still resting on Steve in the air.