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] tyler-gone.livejournal.com 2006-06-04 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
Tyler looked stricken. "Especially now that I've said it."

He sighed. "I should stock up on the clorox and sponges for my dorm room, huh?"

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-06-04 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
Peter considered. "I don't know, once the dirt starts talking, wouldn't it be wrong to kill it?"

[identity profile] tyler-gone.livejournal.com 2006-06-04 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
"You have me thinking about the morality of cleaning," Tyler said.

And sighed. "Yeah, I guess if it's talking, you need to let it be, maybe even move."

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-06-04 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Sorry," Peter said, not sounding very at all. "We could go back to talking about the rubber shark you're going to wield next time we fence?"

[identity profile] tyler-gone.livejournal.com 2006-06-04 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
Tyler grinned. "See, this is he kind of scintillating conversaiton I came to this camp for."

He flopped onto his back and stared into the stars. "I'm going to miss the cabin. Weird."

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-06-04 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Glad I could oblige," Peter said with a laugh.

He looked into the fire, "me too. It's been a good two weeks."