luminescent, a moth to the fire

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@mothhub lol

[cherry-camp-moved]

mothhub​:

Wyatt’s still grinning at first, just standing in front of the door and nodding along quickly as Cherry talks, and then when they finish, he hesitates a little, drops his head to the side, frowning. “Hm. ‘Kay, I’ll accept that five in the morning is a little early for you,” he says.

Wyatt reaches into his pocket and pulls out a little- a Tide pen, a stain remover, and tosses it to Cherry across the room. “Here, this might help with the, uh. Shorts issue you’re havin’.” He adjusts his glasses and squints. “Bakin’ camp had to go real bad for that much soot to have found its way to you, yeah?”

Wyatt looks down, visibly thinking, like the cogs in his brain are spinning faster, and then he straightens up and nods, assured. “'Bloodthirsty menace’ mode is off, I’ll let you catch a break for a few hours. And-”

As he turns around to leave the cabin, he turns and smiles. “Counselors are supposed to be responsible for the kids, yeah? Can’t be responsible if you’re sleep-deprived. Get some rest, Valentine. The battle will continue at a later date!”

And the cabin door clicks shut behind him as he leaves Cherry alone with his Tide pen, which he will certainly demand back at a later date.

Cherry scoffs as Wyatt speaks, muttering something along the lines of “Yeah, y’think?” in response as they hang their head. They glance upwards to look at him, curiosity getting the better of them as he offers something and, clumsily, they fumble to catch it.

The frustration washes away as they look down at the pen in their hands, replaced by… confusion, maybe? The Woodscouts aren’t exactly forgiving, least of all Wyatt, so the kind gesture, however small, is an unexpected change of pace. For once, however, they’re not wary of the gift.

They look back towards him as he continues, unsure of what to say. Before they have the chance to reply, the man is off and out of the cabin just about as quickly as he came in- though he leaves much more quietly- and the room is calm once again.

“… Alright, sure.” Cherry says, speaking to no one but themself as they pop the cap off of the pen, making a small effort of clean the soot out of their shorts. “The battle can continue later.”

For the time being though, they’re heading back to bed. It’s too fuckin’ early.

[mothhub]

When Cherry goes to sleep, there will be silence. No loud boys kicking their door down or throwing stain removers at them.

When they wake up and head out, though, it's loud, cacophonous, a fucking racket from the mess hall, where the windows have been blocked with sheets. If they sit around for a second before going inside to see what's going on, they'll see a Wood Scout or two head in and out of the doors, typically carrying something like a caulk gun or a small box of nails.

The battle may or may not be continuing, but there certainly is something happening at the mess, and Wood Scouts are involved, which is typically a bad sign.

[cherry-camp-moved]

mothhub​:

For all his relative twinkiness, Wyatt is still about five feet and four inches of bloodlust and smugness, so his manic grin doesn’t even falter as Cherry yanks at his little necktie. It gets a little wider, actually, eyes starting to squint with it.

“Now, c'mon, y'wouldn’t hit a guy with glasses, would ya?” He reaches up and pats Cherry’s shoulder, giggling. “And I wasn’t jokin’ about the camp bein’ under siege. My campers are currently gettin’ real familiar with the mess hall. And if you manage to kick the shit outta me, I certainly ain’t gonna just send ‘em home.”

Then he goes quiet for a second, and then- “Are you covered in soot? What the fuck is goin’ on in this camp?”

They wouldn’t hit a guy with glasses? Cherry strangles a laugh, resisting whatever urge they have deep down to wrangle this bastard and tear him a new one, trying to focus instead on the ‘threat’ he was posing to the camp.

They sigh, letting go of his necktie and pushing him back, before crossing their arms and leaning against one of the bedside tables.

“Well, Wyatt, if your campers are currently gettin’ real familiar with the mess hall,” They start, briefly mimicking his accent, “they would know that half the shit in there is unsalvageable because my darling campers decided yesterday was going to be ‘Attempted Arson Camp’ instead of ‘Baking Camp’.”

They scoff, furring their brow as they try to wipe the soot off of their shorts, scratching at it with their nail.

“I spent all of last night trying to clean the mess and fix what I could, meaning I only went to bed about two hours ago. I do not want to have to deal with you being a bloodthirsty menace at five in the morning, man.”

[mothhub]

Wyatt's still grinning at first, just standing in front of the door and nodding along quickly as Cherry talks, and then when they finish, he hesitates a little, drops his head to the side, frowning. "Hm. 'Kay, I'll accept that five in the morning is a little early for you," he says.

Wyatt reaches into his pocket and pulls out a little- a Tide pen, a stain remover, and tosses it to Cherry across the room. "Here, this might help with the, uh. Shorts issue you're havin'." He adjusts his glasses and squints. "Bakin' camp had to go real bad for that much soot to have found its way to you, yeah?"

Wyatt looks down, visibly thinking, like the cogs in his brain are spinning faster, and then he straightens up and nods, assured. "'Bloodthirsty menace' mode is off, I'll let you catch a break for a few hours. And-"

As he turns around to leave the cabin, he turns and smiles. "Counselors are supposed to be responsible for the kids, yeah? Can't be responsible if you're sleep-deprived. Get some rest, Valentine. The battle will continue at a later date!"

And the cabin door clicks shut behind him as he leaves Cherry alone with his Tide pen, which he will certainly demand back at a later date.

[hexfruit]

yeah yeah sure Greater Baja Blast is still banned but you know what? fuck the wizard council! i’m gonna invent Supreme Baja Blast, and it’s gonna make Greater Baja Blast look like a piddly little fuckin cantrip, that’s how much i don’t give a shit about what the council says. fuck em

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[campclusterfuck]

“You can’t run, you can’t hide. I said I’d hunt you down.”

[cherry-camp-moved]

mothhub​:

Wishful thinking on Cherry’s part, really. As fate would have it (well, less fate and more the sleep schedule of a handful of insane camp counselors), they were only to get two hours of sleep this night. At precisely 5:17, the door to the counselor cabin is kicked open, slamming against the wall.

“Good morning, Camp Campbell counselor Cherry Rossiter! Your camp is under siege, the attack led by me!”

It’s Wyatt, of course, ‘cause who else would it be. He doesn’t seem particularly well-rested, though. He’s either just woken up or he hasn’t slept at all. His stupid little necktie is undone, the top few buttons of his shirt open, and it sits partially untucked. The manic gleam in his eyes leans more towards ‘hasn’t slept’.

“Surrender now and forfeit your camp or prepare for a day of battle!”

Cherry jolts upright, screaming as the door is slammed open and the yelling begins. They pause for a moment to try and understand what the fuck is going on as their eyes adjust to the light and they see… Wyatt. Oh, God.

“Are you… fucking kidding me right now, Wyatt? It is-” They glance over the the clock, starting in stunned silence for a moment as they realize the time, “IT’S FUCKING FIVE IN THE MORNING, AND YOU ARE TRYING TO TAKE OVER THE FUCKING CAMP!?”

Cherry starts to laugh, something high-strung and tense. Now, usually, they’d be fine to tolerate the Woodscouts bullshit. Usually they have other counselors working with them, and usually Sherry would be with Wyatt to reign him in, but neither party was present, and neither was Cherry’s patience.

They throw the blanket off and sit up, revealing their soot-covered clothes and the various marks and scratches they sustained the day before.

“You, Evans, look like hell.” They continue, rising from their bed to cross over to the Woodscout leader. “Have you slept? Because I sure as shit haven’t, and the last thing I want to deal with today, is your bullshit. So, you can either fuck off and let me get the remaining forty minutes of sleep I was trying to get,”  Cherry reaches forward, grabbing Wyatt’s necktie and pulling him forward, “or I can kick your ass. Up to you.”

[mothhub]

For all his relative twinkiness, Wyatt is still about five feet and four inches of bloodlust and smugness, so his manic grin doesn't even falter as Cherry yanks at his little necktie. It gets a little wider, actually, eyes starting to squint with it.

"Now, c'mon, y'wouldn't hit a guy with glasses, would ya?" He reaches up and pats Cherry's shoulder, giggling. "And I wasn't jokin' about the camp bein' under siege. My campers are currently gettin' real familiar with the mess hall. And if you manage to kick the shit outta me, I certainly ain't gonna just send 'em home."

Then he goes quiet for a second, and then- "Are you covered in soot? What the fuck is goin' on in this camp?"

[campclusterfuck]

Y’know, I’m getting real tired of all the dumb stuff that goes on around here.

[cherry-camp-moved]

Cherry groans as they drag themself into the counselors cabin, throwing themself onto their bed. Saying the day had been exhausting would be an understatement.

“How hard is it for these kids to understand ‘Don’t set the mess hall on fire’?” Cherry mutters, wiping the soot off of their hands and onto their shorts. “Or at least ‘Don’t do it while I’m the only one here’?”

Halfheartedly, they reach over to plug their phone in and kick their shoes off onto the floor, not bothering to change out of their uniform.

“Okay, well- At the very least,” Cherry continues, turning their phone screen on to check their alarms were set, “I can get a whole… three hours of sleep if I’m up by 6:00!“

@mothhub​

[mothhub]

Wishful thinking on Cherry's part, really. As fate would have it (well, less fate and more the sleep schedule of a handful of insane camp counselors), they were only to get two hours of sleep this night. At precisely 5:17, the door to the counselor cabin is kicked open, slamming against the wall.

"Good morning, Camp Campbell counselor Cherry Rossiter! Your camp is under siege, the attack led by me!"

It's Wyatt, of course, 'cause who else would it be. He doesn't seem particularly well-rested, though. He's either just woken up or he hasn't slept at all. His stupid little necktie is undone, the top few buttons of his shirt open, and it sits partially untucked. The manic gleam in his eyes leans more towards 'hasn't slept'.

"Surrender now and forfeit your camp or prepare for a day of battle!"

[mothhub]

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