After arriving to the campgrounds, Motor whipped out a sheet of paper listing off what the group had to do. The list had a few lines scrawled onto it, illegible to anyone else reading the paper.
It watched the group as they set up tents with some difficulty, enjoying the scenery as well as the social atmosphere that was slowly growing. The sun was slowly setting in the distance, painting the sky with various shades of oranges and purples.
"Orca, go find branches and boughs for the campfire before it gets too dark. I'll finish setting up the rest of the equipment," Motor suggested.
The other Inkling groaned and walked back into the forest they came out of in search of flammable materials.
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"I've assigned everyone to share tents, which was mentioned before we left the main part of camp," it said as it tugged out a container from its bag.
"Viola will be sharing with Zerul, Payge with Serink, and Zawlt with Terence," the Octoling listed. "You still can hang out with anyone in any tent. Just return to the one you're supposed to sleep in when you're going to bed."
Motor popped open the lid to the plastic bin, revealing
airhorns stashed inside. With a confused look, it picked one up and examined it.
We didn't pack these, it thought.
"Who... wants airhorns? I'm assuming these are for when someone gets lost or needs help," it said as it moved the bin aside.