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 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
Peter nodded, "pretty blond girl called Ainsley Hayes. I'd feel badly if she got caught in the crossfire. But you and Peter are definitely in danger. Booby traps, perhaps?"

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-04 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, possibly. I know a few preventative measures that'd also finger the culprit." Greg snickered.

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-06-04 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Literally?" Peter asked. As his mind went straight to the dirty.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-04 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
"...well, in a manner of speaking." Greg blushed. "Not dirty."

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-06-04 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Or course not," Peter agreed. "As long as it doesn't involve anything uglier than the gnomes, I think we're good."