Okay kids were gonna do this. I was bored and thought of this while doing laundry so eyy let's make a S1E11 based one shot with Maxy Boo. In this one shot, you'll basically be me, but you're names not Lyn. Anywhoooo leggo bois. Also this is more like a bff thing with you and Max but I just don't see Max falling for you that easy. It'd take til at least s2 or something.

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You sighed as you entered the mess hall that morning, grunting when you saw a large line. You already knew what kind of stupid stunt David was throwing today; something stupid. You stood behind Max and yawned, "The hell's goin' on?" "That's what I said!" Max waved his hand a bit, shoving it back into his pocket aggressively afterwards. "So we don't get fed? Cool, another thing I can sue this place for." You pulled out a little notepad from your open zip-up jacket, and a mechanical pencil, scribbling messily onto the paper. Suddenly, we all jumped at the sound of horns. You dropped your booklet and pencil, covering your ears. After the horns, Max bent down and picked up your booklet. "Thanks." "Shut up. Let's go see what these morons are planning today." You nodded, shoving your stuff into your pocket and shoving your classic black-rimmed glasses up your nose again.

You walked out with your small group of friends and eventually stopped in between Max and Neil, staring up at the FBI-Wanted camp owner. "Good morning children!" "What dumb-ss task are we doing today, Campbell?" You stared at the man, keeping your hands in your pocket a similar way Max did. "We're hosting the annual Lake Lilac Camporee!" Max stared around hopelessly at the other two camps standing by, while Nikki asked the question everyone wanted the answer to; "So, do we get breakfast, or...?"

~timeskip brought to you by David's song~

"The Lake Lilac Camporee is today. And that means you all will be competeing in a series of 15 events! All of which will be submitted by the participating summer camps! First five brought by the Flower Scouts, next five brought by the Wood Scouts, and the last five brought by my very own Camp Campbell Campers!" You groaned, "This is stupid, Campbell." "David, what the hell? No one told us about this!" You peeked from behind Max and nodded, as Neil awkwardly stood in between you and the counselors. "We've literally been telling you about it everyday for weeks." Neil finally pipes up, "Yeah, but we never listen! Put up flyers or.. something." "Yeah, wouldn't hurt to print some papers, Gertrude." "It's Gwen, you little s-it." "So, liiiiike, what do we get if we win?" You grunted at Sasha's annoying voice piercing the ear. "Great question, Sally!" "Sasha." They explained the scoring, but you toned it out. You looked over at Max who wore his traditional bface as always. "Welp, don't care about that s-it." "You guys wanna throw this whole thing and roast ants with a magnifying glass?" "Hell yeah!" You smirked, and Max put a hand on his shoulder. "That's what I like about you, Neil. You get me." "Ahem." You glared at the raven boy, "You too, y/n."  Pikeman decided to shove himself into things as he always does, and the idiot made a deal with Campbell. And the idiot accepted.

~timeskip brought by Campbell's absolute idiocy~

"Alright, campers! If we want to win this, we have to work together!" You soon toned out, but toned back in when your best friends voice chimed in, "It's a bunch of prissy little girls! How bad can their challenge be?" Sasha chimed in and explained their first challenge. "The Flower Scouts' first challenge will be a test of proper posture and perfect walking form." Max looked back at David, nudging me and smirking, "Precious." Your eyes widened as soon as their curtain dropped, revealing an entire death-machine course. Everyone's face dropped, even yours and Max's. "Um.."

Space kid went first, but got knocked into the acid, or whatever.. Then Max, but he got swung off. You tried next. You dodged the first one pretty effortlessly, timing the second one just right, but changed how Max did it. Instead of trusting the thing, you ducked down and missed it. Sadly, you got thrown off at the third one, landing on Max. You both groaned and you quickly got off the poor boy. Helping him up, he smiled at you. You were caught off guard, considering how he never smiled, but you flashed a quick rare one back at him.

Once the Flower Scouts won all their challenges, Max and the rest of us went up to David. "Yo, David! I think I speak for all of us when I say I don't wanna become some fascist militant peon!" "He does not speak for all of us." Dolph spoke up in the back, but you just shoved him away. "So what's the plan?" "Look kids, I'm telling you-" "Cut the sappy teamwork crap, Campbell praiser, and tell us how we can actually win this thing! I am not becoming a Wood Scout." You glared at the happy-go-lucky 90s kid. David looked at you nervously, but then Pikemans awful self piped in, "Now begins the Wood Scouts' march to glory!"

The next task was to row boats. But you all lost again, as you and Max Sat in the back of the boat while Nikki and Neil tried desperately to synchronize their strokes. "This is dumb. We're gonna become Wood Scouts!" Max out a hand on your shoulder, "Not if I can help it. You are not gonna suffer, y/n. Not like last time.." You shivered at the memory of you and Max being stuck there. Though even back then, Max desperately tried to keep you from getting hurt too much. You of course returned the favour gladly, and you two became close with the traumatizing event.

Gwen soon came over to the group and explained how Camp Campbell could win. "You are not going to work together!"

"Uh, what is this?" "Round 11! Create a stable batch of Nitro-gliceren!" "Wait, what?"

The challenges kept coming, and Camp Campbell quickly caught up to the point system successfully.

"Round 12, illusion!" Camp Campbell won. "Round 13, Destroy the one ring of power!" Camp Campbell won. (Sorry Ered for cutting ya out)

"Round 14, Cross-Species communication." "B-But that's impossible!" The Quartermaster let loose a wild wolf, and Nikki proved them all wrong.

"Round 15." You spoke. Max stared at to quietly, tilting his head. You smirked and walked over, "Need your help. Can you remember what drums to hit if I show you?" He stared a bit in awe at you, but nodded slightly. "What's round 15?" The other two camps were very worried. "Singing a cover of your favourite song. And playing an instrument. You two can go first."

They both lost.

It was your turn and you went back to Max, "Are you sure you can do this? I'll have Ered do it if you cant." He nodded, "I've got it, y/n." You nodded and walked onto the stage, getting your guitar and piano ready. You smirked at the doomed faces of the other rival camps, and you started. (Play video at the top. Lol sorry but I'm a The Score sucker)

You started strumming the right chords. You were wearing special little finger pads so you didn't play until your fingers bled, again. Max started hitting the drum repeatedly, as you told him. You had a recorded base tapping hooked up to your amp, so you could do that part easily. You started pumping as soon as you started strumming, and it sounded wonderful so far. You looked back at Max to see him have a dazed, surprised look on his face. You smirked and started singing.
(Doin this part for the word count sorry lol)

"This is not another story, this is not another drill! I refuse to be another number now, never staying down, this is something real. I'm a name that you'll remember," You smirked as Pikeman's eyes died, losing all hope of the slightest chance of winning now. Sasha looked stunned, and so did the other campers, even David and Gwen looked shook. But Max was the most shook, definitely. "I am more than just a thrill. I am gonna be the greatest ever now, watch out, I'm a force that you will fear." You repeatedly dragged your chords and vocals out at the right time. You slowly got way into it and started swaying/dancing a bit to your music. You had the lyrics memorized, so you didn't need a sheet holder in your way. "And it goes something like-" You hummed the needed part, then went back to jammin out. "I'm victorious. It's my time! There's no stopping this, 'cause I was born for this. I do it for the glory!" You started shredding basically, messing up a few times, but it sounded amazing nonetheless. Max messed up a few beats, but you nodded in reassurance. "I do it for the glory!" You sighed and finally got to strum the simpler parts, messing up a couple of times and wincing, but Max smiled and nodded at you. "I'll be more than just a fable, I'll be written in the sta-ars! I will never be too afraid to bleed, giving up on me, even when it's hard. Oh, I started as an ember, who was never carelessly! Now I'm raging like a fire, burning up through everything I see... And it goes something like..." You hummed, then repeated the bridge and chorus. Once you strummed the final chords, Max threw his drumstick and clapped as loud as he could, others following in on it. Your performance was rated, and the Camp Campbell campers won the camporee!

Campbell shoved the stupid trophy into Max's hands, but he gave it to you. He had his brace back on, but he smiled at you, his eyebrows still furrowed, "Never knew you were so good at singing. So that's why you're here?" You chuckled, "I guess, my parents didn't sign me up, I just brought my stuff and.. Blah. Here I am." He nudged you, "Thanks for not making us woodscouts." "No worries." "That's a really narrow-minded way of-" "David," The counselor looked at Max, as you dropped the trophy, "No one cares." You walked away with Max, and the others did as well.

That night, Max came into your tent. You were fixing your guitar a bit, though you looked up. Nikki was already fast asleep, since you two shared a tent. He rubbed the back of his neck, "You were.. Insanely good out there." You blushed in embarrassment, "Come on, Max, I messed up a to-" "Shut up and take the compliment already." You smiled a bit, "Thanks, Max. Wanna hang out tomorrow?" It was too dark for you to see the very light blush on his cheeks, "Definitely. See you, y/n." "See ya, Max."