Little Dipper Campfire [evening]

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Okay, so Kaylee was learning her way around the whole campfire thing, now that the rain had let up for a little bit. Tonight, she had equipped herself with marshmallows and sticks, as well as graham crackers and chocolate.

She was, perhaps, a little overly proud of herself for managing a real Earth thing without help from anyone.

Not that she'd really successfully made a s'more yet. She kept burning her marshmallows.

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[death-and-pies.livejournal.com]

"And if we go to jail..." Ned trailed off. "If we go to jail, we'll know that fries are serious business here."

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"No kidding," Cal muttered, scratching his chin. "I've gotten out of worse legal trouble before, though. Hopefully. Hard to tell, but I guess we'll find out."

[death-and-pies.livejournal.com]

"I think we'll be fine." Ned hoped they'd be fine. "And hey, we'd get one phone call, right?"

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"There you go! We'll always have that, and then just hope they'll accept long distance."

[death-and-pies.livejournal.com]

"Especially if the island moves while we're in there." With his luck, it'd move to like the North Pole.