Welcome... to Camp Triggerfish
((Who's ready for a scene change? ;D))
Ah, Inktober morning, nice blue skies and not a cloud in sight. Perfect time to take a bus to Camp Triggerfish. Several yellow buses are outside the school, ready to drive the students there, whether they enjoy it or not! They’re bound to have a wonderful time.
“Alright you squids, we’re headed to Camp Triggerfish,” Forge said, letting the initial excitement subside. He waited until all the students were seated and looking at him. “Now, the school board selected me to babysit you at Triggerfish. Frankly, I hate it. But you gotta do what you gotta do,” he added coldly to the students.
He gave a pat to the bus driver and they were off, before they knew it. They were at the camp and rushed by Forge to a campfire site, where there sat a young Anemone man, and his clownfish hovering in his flowy, green hair.
The anemone greeted the students with a warm, almost rascally grin, and with arms held open. “Welcome to Camp Triggerfish!” he announced. “I’m sure you’ve all been either looking forward to camping, or completely dreading it.”
While the anemone had darker skin, his right hand was peculiar in that it was actually black colored. And angular looking. And… not real. Where the fake arm began was hidden under his purple long sleeve. The young man continued speaking.
“Now, the idea is, in fact, to not punish any of you, but to enjoy the outdoors and get some fresh air. Maybe even learn something about yourself,” he grinned. “...I’m sure that each of you have your own worries and wonders so why don’t we share these before we get to actual camping ? I can answer some questions.”
“By the way.” The anemone pointed his thumb to his chest, smiling genuinely, “I’m Jordan, and this is Zarqa. We’ll be some of your cabin leaders while you’re here.”
“And me too!” A jellyfish emerged from behind the anemone, waving as she did. “Hello I’m Lucy! The second -what’s the word?-” She bopped her head, “Camp counselor!” She did a respectful bob with her head to the students. She wore a slightly longer cardigan, flowing off her orange striped shirt inside and a set of designer headphones. In all honesty she looked like she belonged in a city, not a campground!
Forge looked at them, then back at the students, then back at the counselors. “Is that all? Just me and you two to handle all of them, for a month?” He looked exasperated, letting out a sigh of frustration. Lucy did a simple shake of her head “No, no! We have more, you’re going to meet them all.” Jordan simply agreed with a grin.
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The air is delicious, forest and totem poles are everywhere, and you’re here for a month. What will you do?
