"Hmmmm....ok so let's do onnneeee more check" Kid said, looking at his clipboard.

"UGHHHhh" the team groaned.

"How many times do we have to do this?" Jo sighed.

"I said one more! I just wanna be sure!" Kid explained.

"Ok so in food we got..."

"Marshmallows?"

"Check"

"Chocolate?"

"Check"

"Crackers"

"Check"

"Smirky jurky"

"Check"

"Drinks"

"Checkkkkkkkkkkk" The all moaned again.

"Ughh fine! No more check ins!"

"But we have to at least make sure everyone is he-

Jo interrupted kid again. Now reallllyyy tired of the stalling of the campfire.

"We got Rosa, PaPa G, Tuna, you, me, and Chuck!.....for some reason" she pointed to him.

"For once she has a point." Chuck growled.

"Why am I here! And if my legs are completely cut off why do I still need rope!"

"Well two, better safe than sorry. And one.... PaPa G suggested it" Kid answered unordered.

"Well it'd be rude to just leave him all by his lonesome!" The old man shrugged.

"Oh no! You're too kind! I just lovvvveee the great out doors! Getting bitten by tiny earth pest and watching you all slurp up your disgusting earth chow into your holes. With your mouth open might I add!"

"See? He's having a great time!" PaPa G said.

"Well I hope our lousy mascot know if he keeps complaining like this we're gonna gag him!" Kid grumbled, now starting to get in a bad mood.

"Mascot!??" Chuck shouted, jumping up a bit, but his log rolled over when he did, making him fall on his face. Not that he cared.

"Listen to me you wannabe! I-

"Hey now!" PaPa G shouted, getting between them.

"Both of ya know I hate that type of language! Now the point of this trip is to hang out and have a good time together! So can we please just try to do that?" He asked.

"Yeah..." Kid said, looking down.

"Whatever" Chuck replied

"Well great! Now let's get this campfire on the roll!" He shouted enthusiasticlly.

The two shot death glares at each as PaPa G went to get the food.

"Well I'm gonna go walk over there and help." Kid stated.

"Since I can do that" he added before walking away.

"Ohhh real classy! Making walking joke to the guy with no legs! How heroic!" Chuck growled.

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"Oh oh! A- a.... monkey on a state board!" PaPa G shouted.

"Cactus hat! Cactus hat!" Rosa tagged in.

Jo shook her head. "Nope! Come on we're almost out of time!" She teased as the other kept trying to guess her drawing.

"Oh oh! Umm a.... a...hmm" Kid tried to think.

"What could it be..."

"It's a hero wannabe trying to guess a drawing while flying very badly" Chuck whispered to him.

"OH! It's a hero wannabe trying to guess a drawing while HEY!" Kid stopped looking to Chuck. The alien chuckled profoundly.

"No! It was a lizard on top of a dog!" Jo laughed. "Annnnddd I win!" She laughed, her friends joining in. Well almost...

Kid crossed his arms and glared at Chuck as he kept snickering.

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"Meaow! Meow! Meow!" Tuna cried, trying to get a marshmallow.

"Uhh it's it okay for a cat to eat a marshmallow?" Jo asked, considering the consequences.

"Ehhh it won't kill em I suppose. Just don't over do it." PaPa G shrugged, putting a few on a stick.

"Brown not black!" Rosa bounces on his leg.

"Alright, alright I know" the old man chuckled.

"Pshhh the black is what makes it good" Kid laughed. "It gives it texture!" He said, quickly grabbing his fresh and burnt sweet and popping it in his mouth.

PaPa G chuckled some more. But then looked over to Chuck. He sat at the edge of the log, facing away grumbling to himself.

"Hey now! No need for being all grouching! Wanna try one?" He asked him, handing him a stick. Making Kid scrunch his face a bit.

"Even if I wanted one of your weird gooey soft protein eggs! How exactly do you expect me to roast it to an edible degree!" He hissed.

"Oh! Why how silly of me!" He laughed before starting to untie Chuck's ropes.

"Woah! What are you doing! Who knows what he'll do! He'll poke out your eye or, or-

"Oh calm down Kiddo! He's gonna have to keep my eye in tack! I'm the only one that can drive!" He snickered.

Chuck rubbed his arms when he was let loose, then snatching the stick out of PaPa G's hand.

Kid flew up and scooted them both over, getting in between them.

"Don't try anything." He warned.

Chuck rolled his eyes, sticking out his stick into the fire.

"....."

"...Psst....lanky one." He whispered to Jo.

"I'm doing this marshmallowing correctly?" He asked.

"Yeah seems like you've got down the science!" She nodded.

"Ok good so when do I-

Before he could finish his question a hot marshmallow smacked him right on the side of his face.

"AAGhH!

"My face!?!! My face is burning!! I've got a 816! 816!!" He yelled, falling to the ground and rolling around. Freaking everyone out.

PaPa G got up quickly, going to comfort him.

"Calm down! Calm down! It's ok!" He shook him a bit. "It's just a little mellow, no need to fret." He said calmly, peeling it off.

Chuck breathed heavily, calming down. "O-ok...I think I'm...

He looked up to Kid who was the only one giggling and snickering profoundly.

"Youu" Chuck growled deeply. Pointing to him.

"Huh me? What ever for?" The kid batted their eyes. Innocently.

"You! You attacked me! With that! That Umm..." he tapped his chin.

"What's it called again" he whispered.

"A marshmallow" PaPa G answered.

"A MARSHMALLOW!!" He accused.

"Say waaaaa? Why I would never do such a thing" Kid crosses his arms dramatically. "Unlike you, I'm a hero! And it'd be stupid for me to waste a good marshmallow on you!" He threw a raspberry.

"Ohhh if I-

"Alrighty well if ya look at the time!" PaPa G got up. Interrupting them.

"It's almost time for us to head to bed! We gotta wrap these sticks up and get ready for bed!" He chuckled forcefully.

"Let's get a to it!" He walked off to the tents.

Once again. They shit death glares at each other. The two were really getting on each other's nerve tonight. And it didn't take a rocket scientist to tell.

The three other team members looked at them from inside the tent.

"They're really going at each other." Jo said.

"Why are they fighting?" Rosa asked.

"Oh no real reason. Like most fights" PaPa G sighed.

"Well we need to do something right? We can't just let this go on can we?" Jo tilted her head.

"Nu uh!" Rosa pouted. Shaking her head.

"Hmmmm...." PaPa G thought. Scratching his chin seriously.

"Oh!" He got an idea.

"Ok y'all! Tell me. What's the best way to get rid of an enemy?" He asked them all, grinning, hugging them in a circle.

"Uhhh blast them into space?" Jo shrugged, trying to guess.

"Smash smash!!" Rosa chanted.

"Meowww" Tuna purred, waving his paw in the air. Imitating something no non cat could understand.

"Wha- no- ughh" he sighed.

"No. Ya make em a friend." He closed in. Whispering up a plan.

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"Alright is everyone changed?" PaPa G asked, buttoning up his pajamas.

"Yep!" Rosa and Jo said. Having changed too.

"Me too!" Kid called out from the tent. Then jumping out dramatically, showing off his new blue, star patterned PJs. Obviously proud.

PaPa G chuckled softly. "Looking tip top kid!"

"Wait so you guys have special resting clothes just for recharging! Wow!...maybe you earth things are more sensible than I though" he scratched his chin.

"Uhh thanks?" Jo said, not sure how to respond.

"Why I'm glad to hear that!" PaPa G said enthusiasticly, "we got you a shirt too if ya want!" He pulled out a pink stripped tee. "We didn't want cha to feel not Included" he shrugged.

"No no. You can keep your earthly traditions to yourself" the alien waved it off respectfully.

"Suit yourself!" G shrugged.

"I just said I wasn't" Chuck crossed his arms.

"Oh not that's just-

"Teaching Chuck all the earth lingo we'lol be here forever!" Kid interrupted

"The kids got a point there" Jo nodded.

"Right right! Enough chitter chatter! Let's have a drink and settle down for the night." Papa G looked at everyone.

"Finally" Jo yawned.

...........

The hot chocolate boiled and popped over the cracking fire. Once it was done PaPa G grabbed the pot and poured it into four mugs. Putting marshmallows on them.

Kid went to grab his but was postponed by his grandpa himself.

"Uhhh kid! Why don't ya go to the tent and umm...get the whipped cream! It wouldn't be much hit coco without it" he forced a chuckle.

"Oh alrighty" Kid nodded. Turning around and gliding to the tent.

He dug around for a moment. Trying to find it, but with hard luck.

"Hey you sure we brought them? Didn't we run out last week?" Kid called out.

"Huuh? Oh! Uhh no no! We got em! Just..just keep looking!" PaPa G yelled back.

Kid listened but was still caught up.

"Hmmm did you pack them in the-

"Ooo! Wait! I just remembered! We didddd run out!"  Papa G chuckled. "Uhh well it dont matter too much. Come on and drink yours!" He suggested.

Kid sighed, a little disappointed and annoyed. He stepped out and sat down, grabbing his mug. With everyone joining him.

He started to sip his, but when going down he felt it taste off. Not bad just kinda different. Like something else.

"Hey G...what coco is this? It taste like......coffee?" He sucked his teeth.

"Oh! Uhh no it's regular hot chocolate! Right y'all?" He looked at everyone.

"Yep!" Rosa nodded.

"Taste good to me" Jo replied.

"Hmmm..maybe I didn't wash all the dishes right.." Kid mumbled, sipping it.

Chick have him a weird look. But unlike before this look wasn't really mean, he kinda looked, intrigued.

"What are you looking at?" Kid scoffed, not liking this. More of the fact he didn't know the emotion that came with the look rather than the look itself.

"....Nothing.." the alien answered. Crossing his arms.

"Hmmf!" He hummed, finishing.

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The quiet night.

Everyone had finished their drinks and went to bed.

Almost everyone.

"Hggnnn" kid whispered.

He couldn't sleep. At all. It was kinda weird, he never really had a problem sleeping. The only times he did was when he had ate too much sugar before bed. But due to that, this was even more weird cause he's been shortening on his sugar intake lately. With his new job and all, which was a responsibility and sacrifice he was more than willing to take.

Kid doesn't like to not know things. But after about 45 minutes he chalked it up to his subconscious. That seemed to be acting up some.

After another ten he gave in. He wasn't gonna sleep no matter how much he knew it might mess up his schedule. But just laying there wasn't a good use of time. He might as well kill it.

He got up slowly and quietly, trying not to wake his grandpa. He tip toed around him and unzipped the tent, he stepped out, and to his surprise the fire was going again.

It was a lot slower and smaller, he was kinda confused but then he looked up to see the one and only chuck. Standing in front of it.

"Ughh you" The Kid scoffed.

"Thanks for noticing" chuck replied sarcastically, not looking up.

Kid walked by him, sitting on the log next to him, he noticed he was holding someone firmly.

"Hey! What's that- oh." Kid exclaimed, seeing he had just a marshmallow on a stick.

Chuck rolled his eyes, continuing his roasting.

"Why are you up anyway? Don't you have to reenergize or something?" He asked.

"Mehhh couldn't sleep" Kid shrugged.

"You?"

"Ehhh my kind doesn't necessarily "sleep", if that makes sense to you" chuck responded.

"What do you mean?" Kid asked again, kinda curious.

"Ugh. You wouldn't get it. It's kinda complicated. We don't really need it as much as your people do to put it simple"

"Oh." Kid went.

"Wait....so you like stay up all the time?" Kid asked him, getting a more serious tone.

"Uhh well yeah. Thought that was implied" Chuck said, checking on his treat.

"So do you do when I'm asleep!?"

"Uhhh well I dunno, same as when your awake. Read your weird books, watch you sleep, look at the-

"You watch me sleep!?!" Kid yelled! Flying up, flabbergasted.

"Shhhh" Chuck shushed them. "You're gonna wake up your team mates, and I like it when you guys don't talk"

"G-HUgg!!" Kid grunted. Not able to find his words.

"I don't care!" He said in the loudest whisper he could, flying up to his face.

"That's super weird and a complete disrespect to my boundaries!" He scolded.

"Ok jeez! If it's that big of a deal I'll turn around from now on! Can you just get out of my face?" Chuck hissed.

"Ughh" kid groaned, sitting back down.

"You're lucky I don't put you on a leash outside like a dog." He grumbled.

"Pfft!" Chuck scoffed.

"Boundaries" he repeated to himself.

"You earth things and your dumb feelings and privileges"

"What are you talking about?" The hero questioned.

"Toys, s'mores, Boundaries, love. You all have these unnecessary things in your lifes that distract you from what's important, making you soft and weak. It's almost as sad as it is confusing" Chuck went on.

"Unnecessar- what? Those things are like super important! For...anyone! Everyone!" Kid exclaimed, kinda proudly.

They could understand something like Chuck not getting toys and snacks, but..love and affection? How could that be a privilege in his eyes?

"Pfft! Maybe for your Puny planet! For me! We only focus in the essentials!" Chuck laughed.

"Training, eating, fighting, winning, repeat!" He said fisting proudly, as if it was implanted in his head. Like he had said it before a lot.
"Oh my mellow!" He cried, seeing it was burnt to a crisp, trying to blow it out.

"Are you...for real?" Kid asked him, getting kinda concerned.

"Duhh. I'm not exactly a comedian" he mocked him. Grabbing more marshmallows. Having ruined his last one.

"No..lov- What about your parents? Family? Don't they care about you at all?"

"Oh we don't have any of those" Chuck explained.

"How?!" He asked.

"Well I guess we technically do, if ya put it in a biological sense. But then that makes my "mom" a huge egg spitting sack. And my dad...the leader I suppose..ughh but that would be super weird." He shook his head.

"And that's..what about baby you? Or are you born..."

"Oh we are larva for a bit, but until we're ready for battle we're just put in feeding tubes till then"

"That's....." kid paused. Feeling...bad.

Everything Chuck was describing felt so sick. He thought about it. Just being born and told you have one job until the day you die. And nothing more or less. He couldn't imagine that. The feeling got him really sad, he started to curl up a bit.

"..."

"Don't you ever....wish you had more?" He asked him.