Bubble Guppies Camping Novels & Stories

“That's my mother over there.” I caught Cassian peeking at me from the side of his eyes, when our eyes met, he quickly looked away. “Alright then, hold your parents’ hands and we'll start the tour.” *** The tour of the Bahamas camp was different from anything I had seen or read about. The entrance of the camp had a zoo, with monkeys, giraffes, tigers and even elephants. A full wildfire experience like The A****n. Sisi petted the elephants and I couldn't bring myself to move past the cage door.

' She gasps excitedly, and I wrestle her for my phone back, only for us to fall off the seat, giggling. 'Hailey! Mind your own business.' I blush. All the ladies except for Carol snicker. She is sitting there glaring, with her arms crossed. We arrive at our campsite at the Dandenong Ranges. Cora has organised a large oval marquee for all of us to sleep in. It’s massive and decorated with fairy lights and has a large round rug on the ground. There are double-sized, blow-up mattresses and a low, round coffee table in the middle, and cushions scattered around the table to sit on. It has a real boho vibe. Outside the tent there are log-seats, and a bonfire is already lit in the middle.

ELISHA’S POV I slid the leash around Bubblegum’s neck as she wagged, tail swishing like a metronome. “There we go, baby girl.” I stood and turned to Robert. “Where to now?” “Hmm… aquarium?” he asked. “They might not allow pets… how about a park instead?” “No, I actually found one that does allow small dogs. It’s called Blue Escape.” Bubblegum gave a hopeful bark. “Seems like she likes it,” I said.

We always tried to get meaningful gifts and I loved seeing what they came up with. Several people in our gang were here. My friend Bridget came with her mom and grandfather. Oliver and Frankie’s dads came plus Vincent. And a few other people too. It was fine the house was huge. And me and the boys slept together nearly every night anyway so there were extra beds. We usually camped out in the living room. But tonight we decided to pitch a tent and sleep down at the beach. We were freezing but we’d made a huge bonfire. Frankie snuck a huge bottle of Vincent’s brandy, and Elijah and brought some weed.

The table was covered in high-lighters, laminated itineraries, and secret snack lists. "Okay, listen," Emma whispered, leaning in with wild eyes. "The official agenda says 'Mandatory Trust Falls at Dusk,' but Julia and I already claimed the giant four-person glamping tent near the pine tree clearing!" "Yes!" Julia giggled, slapping her notebook shut. "We’re bringing three coolers. I’m baking my double-chocolate fudge cookies, Emma’s bringing the Korean BBQ marinade for the midnight campfire, and we have four bags of marshmallows. Plus..."

When I’m done, I come out from behind the tree and make my way over to them. I idly wonder what would’ve happened between them or what more they would’ve said, had I snapped that twig just a few moments later, while trailing behind them as they start in the direction of our campsite. Neither says a word the whole way there. As we get closer, the sweet, sticky, metallic scent of liquid copper fills my nose. The smell getting stronger and more potent the closer we get to the site. Bo is the first to greet us when we get back. “Are the pups alright?” Gray asks him, as we all take in the wreckage that was our camp.

Ken joked, earning another pinch from me. "Angela, come join us! Let's have breakfast and catch up," Mom invited, motioning towards the rustic hut. Dyson and I playfully bickered as we made our way into Mom's cozy hut. It was small but secure, and we had brought along a camping tent since we wouldn't all fit in Mom's room. Ken's Hilux was also parked nearby for us girls to sleep in, away from any insects lurking in the plants. "Here, use this Off lotion so you don't get bitten by mosquitoes and other bugs around here," Mom handed us the lotion.

Departing with Justine offered me the opportunity to have a look all around the campground for the first time. It was modest, with just a few dozen improvised tents and weapons and ammunition cache in the middle. We were just a few hundred meters away from the wharf, where Peter and Ricky were waiting for us with our sailboat. Gigi, Diana, and Nicolette were seated in the backseat, although Diana seemed to be awake. She was drinking from a jug of water and really smiled when she saw the two of us.

AZALEA'S POV Since we are travelling mostly by foot and setting camp, we have to bath in lakes. It is incredibly uncomfortable, I keep feeling like leeches are going to crawl up on me and suck my blood down to every drop. Its even worse bathing with an audience. Although the children were filtered and shipped off into other shelters in the pack alliance. Camp was still filled with mean looking wolves I have never seen before.

But boredom has finally won out over whatever deeply-rooted awkwardness I have about him, and now’s the time. The camp itself is actually in a brilliant location—deep near the edge of the Winterfall border, close to Canada. Canadian packs have remained neutral, so if things go south, we can make a quick escape. And aside from the brutal cold, the camp is surprisingly well-equipped. There’s a lake nearby, perfect for hunting, fishing, and bathing. Caroline keeps calling this a vacation, which only proves that she is unwell.