Camp Camp Oneshots and Ministories (normal version)

A beary nice moment- Makki

Requested by Cardinal_25

Laughter erupted throughout the camp as Gwen and David drove off to whatever job interview Gwen was going to fuck up. Max stood there with Mr Honeynuts at his feet, the bear he was looking for all day but couldn't muster the courage to grab. 

"You have a teddy bear?!" laughed Harrison. 

"How old are you?" someone else laughed. 

He found himself stuck in a standstill, almost as if he was out of his own body. Max was just watching everyone point and laugh at him as his cheeks heated up. Tears welled up in his eyes, making him cast his eyes down to the floor. 

Was that what it was like being on the other side of the brutal words? Was that what people felt when he teased them? He wasn't that bad and he knew it, wasn't he? He surely wouldn't be the only one to have a teddy bear, there was fucking Dolph and Spacekid. 

His whole body started to tremble as he bent down slightly. Max only had to grab the bear and then he could get out of there, maybe even play it off and start a trend. All he would need to do was convince Ered and it would be the coolest thing at camp... but her laugh could be heard along with everyone else's. 

He could never play it off. He was a pathetic little child who needed a pitiful teddy. Max knew he didn't physically need the bear but he couldn't sleep without the comfort of My Honeynuts in his arms. The first tear fell before he could notice it. 

"Aww wittle Maxy wants his teddy bwear?" Nurf taunted. "You crying?"

Max violently snatched his bear up from the floor and stuffed it in his hoodie pocket, almost panting. He looked around desperately for an exit but he was surrounded by the faces laughing at him. He kept his head down as he pushed Spacekid out of the way and rushed over to his tent. 

"FUCK ALL OF YOU ASSHOLES!"  Max screamed, giving up what was left of his pride. 

Tears were pouring down his face, blurring his vision, as he clumsily sprinted to his tent. His teary eyes couldn't spot the branch on the ground before his foot got caught on it. Max hit the dirty ground with a thud that shook his entire body. His face took the hardest hit, another stick poking into his cheek. 

"F-fuck," he whispered, getting himself back up. 

Max stumbled to his tent, patting the bear in his hoodie for comfort. The laughter behind him had died down into mutters of, what he thought was, entertainment. 

He threw open the flap to his tent and jumped onto his bed, not caring about his body that was covered in dirt. The boy curled up into the fetal position as he pulled the bear out from his pocket. Max hugged Mr Honeynuts tightly, inhaling his scent that had been tampered with. The bear, that used to smell like the scented candles of his home, smelled like the dirt he was buried in, the dirt that Max fell in. 

Max let his tears flow freely for a few minutes, relaxing into his bed. When the boy stopped crying he laid silently on his bed, clinging onto his bear. He didn't move when he heard the flap of the tent open. 

"Max? Are you okay?"

It was Nikki. Max laid still, not wanting to talk to anyone. 

"I know you're not asleep," she said, walking closer to his bed. 

"You gonna laugh at me too?" Max snapped. 

Of all people, he didn't think Nikki would come back to taunt him even more. He expected Nurf to come back and beat him up but never Nikki. 

"Hey, you're hurt," said Nikki ignoring the question. 

"Yeah you guys were-"

"No your cheek, it's bleeding."

Max didn't move, not caring about his apparent bleeding cheek. 

"Whatever," he sighed. "You can go back to Ered, maybe she started a new trend that no one would want to miss out on. Or maybe Nurf is humiliating someone else by exploiting their weaknesses." 

"Hmmm nah. I'm going to clean you up!"

Max slowly sat up and glared at the girl with confusion. Nikki smiled at him sympathetically. His face heated up once again when he realised Nikki's face was only inches away from his. 

"Umm," he started uncomfortably, leaning away slightly. 

Nikki leaned closer to the boy, a mischievous spark in her eyes. Max crawled backwards the closer Nikki got. His heart thudded rapidly as his hands started to shake. 

"Come on Max! Stay still," she whined. 

"Uh- uh, I uh," Max stuttered. 

"Come on, you're not still embarrassed about a teddy bear? It's adorable!"

Max opened his mouth but no words were able to come out. He didn't even know what words he wanted to come out. 

"It is! I have a stuffed wolf! Well, I guess it's not completely like your bear! It wasn't alive wasn't it?"

"Wait, what the fuck? Did you actually get a fucking wolf stuffed?!"

"Well, it was my favourite of the pack," she explained. 

Max, once again, was speechless. What the fuck was wrong with that girl, the girl whose face was so close to his. Maybe that was why he started sweating and his heart felt like it was running a marathon. 

Before he knew it, Nikki grabbed his head and pulled it close to her. He closed his eyes, waiting for what would probably make his day less shitty. A wet, sloppy thing connected to his face where it was hurting the most. His eyes shot open in disgust. 

"Nikki what the fuck! Did you just lick me!?"

"I'm cleaning you up! Now stay still!"

"With your fucking tongue! That's gross!"

The sloppy tongue licked his cheek again, tickling his skin. Max let out a chuckle. 

"Stop laughing! How else am I supposed to clean you?" she complained. 

"With the disinfectant in the first aid kit and some water. Y'know, like how a normal person does it."

"Well the cubs-"

Nikki was interrupted by a horrified scream at the entrance of the tent. 

"Buzzkill's here," she muttered. 

"Nikki!" exclaimed Neil. "That is completely unsanitary! Stay here, I'll get the first aid kit!"

Nikki sat up straight and let go of the boy's head, disappointed. Neil had bolted out of the tent as if he were a superhero saving the world. 

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel worse."

"No, what the fuck? You didn't make me feel worse," Max replied. "I-It's nice to think that someone cares about me."

"Why wouldn't I? You're so badass! You even have a bear toy and almost murdered our camp mascot. You're not even scared of Quartermaster, well except for his hobbies. I wonder if he-"

"Okay, let's not talk about that. You're pretty cool too. I don't know anyone else who can talk to animals, well except maybe David but he can probably only talk to small bunnies and chipmunks. You can actually talk to cool animals like wolves."

"Aww thanks Max."

The two talked for a while, enjoying each other's company and discussing wolf politics until Neil burst in with a first aid kit and a heroic look on his face. 

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