? Strings {A Camp Cretaceous x Male Reader Story - Ben}

After about 30 minutes of brainstorming and scavenging, the campers have a... decent idea. Ben found a lunch tray wide enough to cover the hole, and with the sealant Yasmina found in the garage they' be able to seal it up.

Yasmina and Brooklyn both push down on one side of the tray while Darius attentively seals it up.

"It ain't pretty, but it should be watertight." Brooklyn commentates optimistically as the other campers watch.

There's a moment of suspense when Darius, Yaz and Brooklyn back away to see if the tray will stay in it's place. A collective sigh of relief leaves the campers when their little D.I.Y project doesn't budge.

"Dope. Let's leave already!" Kenji crosses his arms proudly.

"Oh my gosh, I can't believe it's really happening!" Sammy squeals.

"Bye bye, Isla Nublar!" Brooklyn beams.

"We are out of here!" Yasmina cheers.

The others join in the cheering as well while Darius studies the sealant bottle closely.

"Hold up, guys." He interrupts the celebration.

"It says here we have to wait 48 hours for it to set."

The campers groan.

"Come on!"

"Really?"

Kenji steps forward, shaking his head, "They have to say that for insurance and junk."

"As your captain, I pronounce this vessel seaworth--" He knocks on the tray and it slides right off the boat.

Y/N catches it before it hits the ground and scoffs, shoving it into Kenji's arms, "Nice, man. Nice."

Kenji looks like a deer in headlights when he notices everyone is glaring at him.

"I've, uhm, I've got some captainy stuff to do over there..." He hands the tray to Darius and scampers away.

"One more time." Darius sighs, holding the tray out to Brooklyn and Yaz.

Sammy and Y/N observe as they restart the process.

"Hey, can I... talk to you for a sec?" Sammy asks Brooklyn.

"I'm kinda busy right now, but--" Brooklyn starts.

"I need your help with something. Personal." Sammy practically begs.

"Here." Y/N takes over for Brooklyn, placing his hands on the tray, "I've got it, B. Go talk."

"Thanks..." Brooklyn stands up and walks away with Sammy.

After a moment Yasmina retreats too.

"I'll be back." She doesn't really explain herself and just walks up the dock.

Darius groans.

"It's cool, you're like halfway done." Y/N takes a turn at being optimistic, which is usually Darius' job.

After only a couple more minutes the boy's finish sealing up the boat.

"Thanks for your help, N/N." Darius smiles as he places the sealant on the dock.

"No prob." Y/N smiles and makes his way up the dock, Darius right behind him.

The boys spot Kenji and Yasmina over by some storage crates, the former... throwing things at Compies? They approach the duo to hear the end of the conversation.

"Like my dad always says, 'If you've got a problem, throw cash at it'." Kenji smiles boldly, leaning on some of the crates.

"I don't know about that, Kenji." Darius crosses his arms when he realizes the situation, "You know what you get when you feed a pigeon."