"Hey, what were you asking the counselors about?" Steven was questioned as he was taken back to his seat by a very jumpy Connie. He'd been asked by their new friend Dipper, who was joining them at camp with her twin sister Mable. Steven had gotten along great with Mable as they shared a love of stickers, glitter, cute things, and being positive about everything. They had all decided to go camping after receiving invitations in the mail, even though they had never heard about Camp Charles before. Naturally, Dipper was suspicious, but Steven was sure they would have a fun time there.
"I was just asking if we could share our beds with other campers," Steven answered, not noticing Connie giving him an incredulous look after he once more asked his inappropriate question. She should be happy that at least Steven wasn't asking outright if it was alright to have sex in the beds. He was still struggling with the concept that not everyone was open to messing around like the Crystal Gems and most of Beach City was. Steven had been screwing everyone he could long before he and the Indian girl were even friends, thanks to the gems' relaxed lifestyle regarding sex. Connie had quickly come to accept it and even join in, but she knew other people would probably not feel the same way.
"Well, we better. If I can't wake up to my bro-bro's morning wood poking me, I'm not going to be a happy camper," Mable obliviously blurted, which was followed by the sound of Dipper slapping his face very hard. Connie stared at the twins in bewilderment, noticing how close they were and the blush covering Dipper's face underneath his hand. She quickly put together what was going on between the siblings and felt herself relax at the knowledge she and Steven weren't alone in their... activities. When Dipper got enough courage to take his hand off his face, Connie winked playfully at him and placed her hand on Steven's thigh. The boy put it together faster than Connie did, and he relaxed too. The two young, but mature kids shared a look of mutual understanding and relief. They weren't the only ones with dirty habits, and they didn't have to hide them from each other.
"Don't worry. We'll figure out a way to make this work for all of us," Dipper said, forgetting his concerns over the mysterious camp and enjoying the fact that he had made two new friends. Things were certainly looking up. He would spend a lot of time in the woods with not only his horny sister but his older and just as lustful teenage girlfriend. He had been shocked when he learned Wendy was going to be a counselor, the fact that she had been chosen to come only furthering his suspicions that something was going on. Wendy and Mable had told him he was being paranoid and should just enjoy the fact that he was going to have them all to himself during camp... unless they found anyone else interested in joining them, which seemed increasingly likely. Looking over at Steven and Connie, Dipper wondered how open they were to jumping beds with them. Knowing Mable, she'd be all over the pair as soon as she got a chance, whether they were ready for her or not.
Dipper took a moment to look at the other campers. He had briefly talked to everyone, trying to see if they had any more clues about the mysterious camp, but to no avail. Then, he glanced over at two oddballs that had instantly caught his attention. The first one went by just Kid, a blonde boy with a pair of oversized headphones on his head who seemed to have even more energy than Mable, if such a thing was possible. The other one had an even weirder name, K.O. He looked pretty strange, almost like a rejected character from that video game, Fight Fighters. He had jagged dark brown hair held back by a headband, a low-cut tank top, and a blue sleeveless jacket. Dipper could hear K.O. and Kid talking excitedly about aliens and robots, which might have been suspicious if the two kids didn't seem so weird already. Then again, maybe he really was being paranoid if he was skeptical about boys talking about typical boy stuff.
That left Lincoln and his older sister Lynn Loud. Lincoln seemed like a normal kid, except for his white hair, which Dipper couldn't tell if it was real or dyed that color. His sister seemed like the sporty tight with her boy's gym clothes and loud talking. But, honestly, the most noteworthy thing about them was how two of the counselors had decided not to sit at the front of the bus with the older kids and instead crowded around Lincoln. Lori and Leni, the two blonde, and Dipper will admit to being very hot, even older sisters of the youngest Loud boy. They seemed to be arguing about something concerning what they packed, who was going to look after what, and who was going to stay close to Lincoln. They had the boy trapped between them, three girls, all pushing, shoving, and yelling at each other with him squished between them. Dipper briefly wondered if Lincoln shared the same 'closeness' with his siblings that he had with his twin sister.
"Hey! We're here!" Mable said, shoving off Dipper to point out the window. They passed a massive sign with lots of smiley faces and hearts—seemingly drawn in crayon or chalk—that welcomed them to Camp Charles. As they all entered the empty camp, everyone looked forward to a fun time, with several attendees thinking about all the kinky fun they could have with their significant others. No one had any idea about the mysterious energy already washing over everyone as they entered the grounds.
The bus stopped in front of half a dozen cabins, and everyone got off to grab their bags. Then, as campers and counselors looked around, wondering what they were supposed to do, the bus pulled away after the last bag was removed. All but abandoned, now that they had come to the mysterious summer camp, not one of the kids or teens knew what to do.
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