"Good day! Care for some Olde Moose Rump Gruel? It is made from potatoes, water, and the secret ingredient, a dash of prune juice," Ravi explained as the kids tried it.
They all gagged, realizing what they were eating.
"I wish you'd kept that a secret!" Finn snapped.
"You know, a few spices could really jazz this stuff up," Matteo pointed.
"No, the point of this festival is to celebrate tradition, not change it," Ravi argued.
"Well, your 'tradition' is a recipe for the runs," Destiny remarked.
"Actually, we are commemorating the Great Moose Rump Flood of July 2nd, 1668. Hundreds of people died. Cheers," Ravi explained. He gagged on his own food, repulsed at the taste. "Smooth."
"Destiny, (Y/n)," Emma called us over. "Want to try on one of these traditional Olde Moose Rump bonnets?"
"Sure," I said, pulling one on and tying it around my chin.
"No way! These curls are not for covering," Destiny said.
"Wow. You look really cute, (Y/n)," Emma complimented me.
"Thanks, Em," I said, smiling brightly.
"Maybe I should give one to Matteo. This humidity is not doing him any favors," Emma said.
"Come and see magical artifacts from Olde Moose Rump!" Zuri called. "It's rumored that back then, there were witches in town."
"Woah, witches are scary," Matteo said, slightly shivering.
"Come on. From the looks of this painting, the only thing they did was cast a boredom spell on everyone," Destiny commented, motioning to the frame.
"Make sure to pick up some merch! I've got witch t-shirts, broom key chains, and Colonial travel mugs, for drinking your gruel on the go," Zuri explained.
"And remember, that stuff has prune juice in it, so you'll definitely have to go," Matteo added.
"This is the most depressing event we've had since Poison Ivy Palooza," Finn commented.
"I liked that one!" Matteo argued. "I got a ribbon for Best Overall Rash."
"Check this out," Rachel said, picking up a box. "Evidence from the Moose Rump Witch Trials."
"Hey! Hands off!" Zuri said, smacking the box out of Rachel's hands.
The box opened and dust flew out of it. We coughed violently as the dust swirled around us.
A new scene appeared around us. It was much grayer, and we were dressed in old clothes. Rachel looked around, then at me worriedly.
"Uh, guys? I have a feeling we're not in camp anymore," Destiny stated.
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"Okay, I have no clue what's going on, or why we're dressed like we should be on boxes of oatmeal, but I do know this is all Finn's fault!" Destiny said accusingly.
"It wasn't me! Rachel dropped the box," Finn argued.
"I was told at the last second not to touch it. Zuri startled me," Rachel growled.
"Easy, enough with the blaming," I said.
"Wait. This looks just like that depressing painting in Zuri's booth!" Matteo realized.
"Hold on," Rachel said, looking around.
"I know this sounds crazy, but I think we're in Olde Moose Rump!" Destiny exclaimed.
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Military Freak
Fanfiction"That's juvie freak to you." A Griff Jones x Reader story. Two kids, both juvenile delinquents. When they were separated, they were put on different paths. What happens when they reunite?
