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

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"Okay, after careful analysis of the nutriment samples, I've discovered alarmingly high levels of receptor antagonists, as well as adrenal additives." Mae explains as she passes the test tube around to the group of kids.

"These must be the cause of the elevated combative state of the animals who've ingested them."

"Dude, what the heck is she talking about?" Kenji asks Darius not-so-quietly.

Mae groans and stands up from her chair, "The T. Rex food's been tampered with."

"They're adding things that make the dinos more aggressive and inhibits their ability to feel pain."

"Mantah Corp is the worst." Sammy folds her arms.

"Why would they do that?" Darius hands the tube back to Mae.

"I have no idea." She frowns.

"But it seems more important than ever to get you kids off the island."

"No argument here." Kenji coughs loudly into his hand.

"Dude, gross." Y/N steps away from him.

"Are you feeling okay?" Brooklyn leans away as well.

"Always." Kenji replies in a strained voice.

"Something-- just caught in my throat."

"Great," Brooklyn sighs, "Trying to get off yet another island."

"Any ideas?"

Mae gasps, "The supply plane, it comes every two weeks!" She tilts her tablet to show the kids the screen.

"Only the next ones not due for another 10 days."

"We can't wait that long." Yaz urges.

"Maybe we don't have to." Brooklyn squints at the screen, "Any way to make the plane come sooner?"

"Well, I mean I suppose they would come if there was some kind of emergency." Mae brings a thoughtful hand to her chin.

"If we stop the dinos from eating that messed up food, Mantah Corp would notice, right?" Sammy suggests.

"Maybe we could kill two birds with one stone." Darius grins, "Get rid of the altered T. Rex food, and get the supply plane to come early!"

"Hold on," Kenji puts a hand up, "So. we're just gonna somehow get this supply plane to come? All the while avoiding getting eaten by killer dinosaurs or zapped by killer robots?" He questions in a scratchy voice.

"Then we just sneak on board and hope that Mantah Corp doesn't notice seven kids on the plane until we're back home?" Y/N adds sarcastically.

"Uh," Darius glances between the two boys, "Yeah."

"Supply plane it is." Kenji sighs.

"Right," Mae steps in, "All we need is a solid, detailed plan."

She turns to face her desk, "Give me a minute, I'm sure I'll come up with something..."

The campers all give each other knowing looks before Darius interrupts Mae's rambling.

"Uhm, Mae, I have an idea that could work. Here's how it'll go down."

Darius begins pacing around the small area, listing things off on his fingers.

"First, we'll wait until the T. Rexes go to sleep, Mae, Ben, and Yaz keep an eye on them. Make sure they stay that way."

"The minute they wake up you guys will alert--"

"Sorry," Yaz interjects, "Can I not be on dino duty?"