Battle of the Bands Campfire, Early Sunday Afternoon

[vanillajello]

Clockwork spiders were awful.

This was what Kate had learned yesterday, when she'd spent seemingly half the night trying to barricade her alcove so that they wouldn't get in. That, in turn, meant she hadn't gotten to bed until way late, which then explained why she now looked like she had just barely woken up even though it was already the afternoon.

Technically she still felt like she should've been laying low and avoiding some people, but right now she couldn't bring herself to give a fuck about that. Sitting by her cabin's campfire, she was having a Pop Tart for breakfast, texting her brother, and enjoying the campgrounds being spider-free again.

[ooc: Open!]

Hanson Campfire, Sunday Evening

[randomspanish.livejournal.com]

Freddie had not expected to exit his cabin to find all his A/V equipment back by the campfire. He really had not expected that it was all still in perfect working order (and only had some cosmetic damage in scratches and gnaw marks). Of course, once he started poking at his laptop, he discovered the one thing he could never have expected.

The gremlins had stolen his equipment in order to make, and upload, their own episode of iCarly.

He stared in horror at his laptop screen as the two gremlins in wigs (one brunette, one blond) danced randomly, gnawed on a TV remote, and even did a pathetic play.

Of course, none of the dialog was intelligible.

"...How are we going to explain this to the internet?" he whined, out loud.

[ooc: Open campfire!]