Three Go Camping on Tokyo Moor

Most Definitely Not By Enid Blyton

(in fact by Jaelle)

We are the famous three...
Seishirou, Hokuto,
Subaru Sumeragi!
We are the famous three...
Always on the case, whereever we are,
Near or far.

Part Five

After a long, exciting day, the Famous Three returned to their campsite to find a rude shock awaiting them.

"Golly!" Hokuto squeaked. "Everything's been wrecked!"

The tents had been slashed, the food spilled around the site, and their belongings thrown around and mixed with the food.

"I say! This is just not on," Seishirou ejaculated. "What the blazes is going on here?"

"Maybe it's the ghost," Subaru suggested, looking around.

Seishirou snorted. "Ghosts don't leave footprints," he said, pointing at an impression in what remained of a chocolate cake. "No, someone alive did this..." His brows drew together in an angry frown. "Clearly they want us to leave!"

"They could have just SAID something," Hokuto complained. "This is an absolute disaster! We'll have to go home."

"Absolutely not!" Seishirou almost shouted. "I won't be driven away by mean tricks like this. We set out to have a fun camp and enjoy our hols and so we shall."

"But Seishirou, how can we?" Subaru asked quietly. "All of our equipment has been destroyed."

"We shall just have to make do," Seishirou said firmly. "Come on both of you, hop to it. Let's see what we can salvage."

An hour later they had managed to cobble together one tent out of the ruins, and scrape together enough food for a filling, if rather odd, dinner.

Subaru thoughtfully munched on his piece of leek-and-cheese-on-toast. "What I want to know, is why anyone would do such a thing. It seems so cruel, so violent."

Seishirou shrugged. "It's unfortunate, but sometimes people ARE cruel and violent." He smiled at the younger boy. "Of course, Subaru is too kind and gentle to understand such things."

"It's horrible," Subaru shuddered. "They must be very nasty people. Cold... distant... unhappy..."

"That's no excuse," Hokuto sniffed. "If they wanted to, they could be different. They could change. Nothing is foreordained. You can subvert anything if you try hard enough."

"Even destiny?" Seishirou challenged.

"Of course!" Hokuto laughed. "If your will and desire was strong enough, you could do anything, grant any wish."

"I really believe you could Hokuto," Seishirou said, smiling. "You have such energy."

"And don't you forget it," Hokuto retorted. "Destiny. Huh!" She snapped her fingers. "That for destiny!"

"You shouldn't tempt fate like that Hokuto," Subaru warned. "You know these things come back to haunt you."

"I think we've had enough haunting for one night," Hokuto said in an annoyed tone. "Anyway, I'm off to bed. Are you sure you two will be all right out in the open?"

"Sleeping under the stars," Seishirou laughed. "Don't you think it's romantic?"

Hokuto sniffed, "It's not funny Seishirou! I don't want you and Subaru catching cold! We don't have nearly enough blankets, are you sure it's alright I have two?"

"Don't worry, we'll wrap the one we have around us and huddle together to share body heat," Seishirou assured her. "We'll be fine."

"See that you do," Hokuto said. "If you both come down sick I shall give you a jolly good telling off!"

"Yes Hokuto!" The two boys chorused. "Good night Hokuto!"

"Good night!"

Will the ghost reappear tonight, or will something more sinister occur? Tune in next time to watch Subaru break down in tears in an attempt to guilt-trip Jaelle into stopping.

Subaru: *sobs*
Jaelle: *hums*
Hanse: There's no point appealing to her sense of decency. She doesn't HAVE one.

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