Camping
"that's why they call it camping, you goof." "yeah, i guess you're right. maybe we should set up the tent before it gets too dark." "you do that, and i'll grab some firewood." "okay.
Camping
We had passed the last town until we meet the border We were both sharing the wheel I stared blankly out the window at everything out of order She had on the thing a grip of steel We passed someone with a map, a lovely old chap He gave us the...
The Camp
He moved over to his camp bed and removed a large wooden case from under it, he flicked open each of the clasps holding it together and opened it.
Inevitability, part 1
Acting only on instinct and habit, he grabbed the backpack full of camping gear he kept by the front door, and fled. he ran out into the streets, and from there, into the woods not far from his home.
A weird way to get smores
Qyfafu looked around, trying to find the path back to the camp. taking a step back, he tripped and fell on something soft. "don't be bugs! don't be bugs! don't be bugs!"
Dipping into
A moment passed before he spotted his bright red truck and his camp. he realized how far he wandered from shore. his tuck looked like a miniature toy car in the distance. he dived back down under the water and swam towards his camp.
my reality story part 2
They set up camp in a clearing and saw a strange small mouse that was trying to take a piece of fruit from their bags.
The Cat Gijinka and a Werehuman
Emeraldia the Cat in Gijinka Form walks out of a House she goes hiking at night until then she finds out... "A WEREHUMAN!!!!!" Emeraldia the Cat in gijinka form goes back Home and her 6 Gijinkas" All of our 7 Characters She Played Pokémon Shield...
Clarity of Purpose (Welded Sunset)
~ well above the discrete happenings of the base camp below, the broad winged eagle mech carefully balanced atop a fresh thermal updraft while waiting for the final phase of calibrations to conclude.
Saddle's Watch (Welded Sunset)
#229 of short stories a lynx sets up camp with a trusted pangolin mech. ~ the lynx gazed into the campfire, and the pair of pots settled in atop the rack over it.
Camping Trip
I'm with my friend, ben on a camping trip that he offered to me. i don't know exactly why i did come here. maybe it's because i have a small crush on him, but i know he would never be mine. after all, i'm gay. "hey, b-ben?" i ask.
Goin' Camping
Goin' camping by kathmandu. short little story about a boy and his love. "i wanna go camping," angel said, sounding like an add cheerleader on a sugar high and no ritalin in sight.