Meerkat Campfire, evening

The cabin is back, or visible at least since it never really went anywhere. She survived cheerleading practice without injury and the rain seems to have stopped. All in all, not a bad day. Now it's time to sit back, relax and enjoy the last campfire and the last s'more for a while.

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-06-04 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Apparently," Peter said. "I'm pretty rubbish at the game, but they needed more players so." He shrugged. "When do the cheerleaders normally cheer? At an American school?"

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-06-04 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm sure you all will be wonderful. And the game will at least be amusing to the spectators if nothing else," Peter replied. "That way sounds pretty sensible. Though I wonder how many periods we'll be able to play before the balls all turn into penguins or gnomes attack or something."

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-06-04 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Coach?" Peter asked. "I didn't even realise we had one. Why?"

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-06-04 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
"And he's the Coach? How did we end up with him?" Peter asked indignantly.

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-06-04 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
Peter wrinkled his nose. "It might serve him right at that. I doubt he has any idea about what he's walking into."

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-06-04 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
"You really ought to," Peter agreed. "It can't be a bad thing." He looked around the campsite. "I think I'm going to miss the cabins."

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-06-04 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
"That's odd how your cabin vanished so soon after the gnomes left. Maybe they took it with them?"