Shout out to my friend Hannah who helped me with the plot of this chapter! Enjoy some comic relief!

Turtle was positively terrified of the mountains. The mere thought of a hike in a strange place that could have bears, wolves, snakes, and really anything else with sharp teeth or venom sent shivers down his spine. So, naturally he was absolutely mortified to discover that his companions  were not looking forward to the mountain cabin's Jacuzzi or king sized beds, but instead wanted to go hiking.

"Do you really want to get eaten on you FIRST NIGHT here!?!" He asked the others desperately. "Relax, Turtle!" Began Kinkajou. "No one is getting eaten. And if you REALLY don't want to go, you can just stay here." She said as she filled her pink hydroflask with cold water.

"Stay here? with WHIRLPOOL?!?" He retorted. Whirlpool was his mother's publicist, who specialized in being fake, creepy, and groveling at rich people's feet. He managed to be such a brown noser that Turtle's mom had entrusted him with the task of supervising her son and his friends at the cabin. "I would rather get eaten, thank you very much."

"You know, someone could stay behind in case whirlpool tried to suck you into a lecture." Suggested Qibli. "Maybe that random girl you brought here for no reason? The one with ginger hair?"

Turtle took a minute to consider this. He didn't know Peril very well, and even though she was a little violent and WAY too loud, she would be much better company than Coral's oily haired associate. "Alright" he agreed

If he had known how much trouble the two of them would get into....

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"I'm bored, why don't we make s'mores?" Suggested Peril. The two of them had been flopped on the couch for about an hour, doing absolutely nothing. It was already starting to get dark outside, so s'mores were a sensible idea. The two teenagers got up and headed outside to the fire pit circle. "Okay, time for the marshmal- WHERE ARE THE MARSHMALLOWS?" she asked. Turtle looked around in confusion. Just then, there came a small chittering sound from behind them. Turtle turned around and let out a high pitched shriek.

A raccoon was standing there, picking at the plastic packaging of the missing sweets. It was big, nimble, and frankly looked like it would fight every other raccoon in the forest just for fun. "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE  GET IT AWAY FROM ME!!!!" He screamed

Peril looked at the boy in disbelief. "it's just a raccoon. No need to overreact." She turned to the animal. "hey fluff ball, hand over my marshmallows." The creature barred its teeth at her and hissed as if to say no way, they belong to me now. Peril, however did not get the hint. "Listen, we are miles away from the nearest civilization, and I am NOT about to drive all the way to who knows where just to get some marshmallows. So if you have any sort of survival instinct, you will go find some other food unless you want to fight me for it...which I do not recommend!"

"Peril, I don't think it understands English..." muttered Turtle

"MARK MY WORDS RACCOON, YOU WILL REGRET TESTING ME!!!!"

"Stop harassing it, if a raccoon feels cornered it will attack you!" Turtle tried shouting

This was no use, because the raccoon quickly became overwhelmed and jumped at her. struggling to get the animal off of her, Peril snapped a branch off a nearby tree and swung it around, trying to scare the creature. The raccoon jumped off, and raced away, but not before grabbing all their marshmallows.

"I WILL NOT BE DEFEATED BY A FLUFFBALL!!!" Yelled the girl as she ran after her marshmallows, still carrying the large stick. Turtle hesitated. STAY HERE! they are just marshmallows! Plus it ran into the FOREST. do you really want to get eaten?  Argued one side of his brain. stop being so scared of everything! argued the other side. what good will that do you? Also, you probably just lost Peril. her family is more likely to kill you than that raccoon, by the way.

He got up, and began running after her as fast as his little legs could take him.

Peril was a much faster runner than him, but he could still hear her up ahead screaming very violent and specific threats at the raccoon. After what seemed like forever of running through the woods, the red haired girl finally stopped, and Turtle caught up to her.

"Where did he go!?! Where is the little thief!" she asked. Turtle spun around in a circle, surveying the area. "I don't know...but umm Peril?"

She did not look up.

''Peril....PERIL!!!!!" She whirled around in exasperation. "WHAT NOW?!?"

"I think we're lost..."

cLiFfHaNgEr now you have to wait until the next chapter MWAHAHAHA