What The Luck!? Chapter 86
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"How could you do this! Forget having points, you both will have negative points forever!" Onyx was distraught seeing his precious cliff tree hanging from the cliff face like a swing.
The look of his face spoke volumes of the trials he would put them through if they dared to speak back, however, Jackson did just that. "But I haven't even started camp yet...how can I have negative points?"
"How? How? Because you tore the cliff tree I planted when I first learned to climb as a kid off of the cliff and caused it to hang like some sad forgotten birthday decoration." His anger had most certainly boiled over at this point.
"How would we have known that the tree was so important? We were just taking a breather so we could climb the rest of the way down and keep from being penalized by you. It's not anyones fault it fell. Plus look, it is still attached to the cliff, right Jackson? It should stay alive."
Asher turned the attention back to Jackson, who was the expert in plants between the two of them. He should be able to talk Onyx down just a little since he knew the chances of the tree surviving. "Well, it looks like it still has strong roots so it won't have a problem absorbing any water. It also looks very strong which is why we sat on it, the leaves should still take in air and sunlight. It is just in a weird position. I am sure that it will grow back to the cliff in time. Those exposed roots will be free to grow out and probably start to attach to the cliff face to absorb water."
Jackson was using all of his knowledge to make it sound like the tree would have the best chance and even a better chance of growing as it was now. He knew that if he shared the fact that it could possibly go in to shock at the change in its positioning and root exposure that Onyx might explode.
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"Onyx, I swear if you do- oh, you haven't made any of them spar with you. Good." Garnet had finally descended the cliff and found that Onyx was staring at the tree and nearly crying. She knew that if he was pushed too far he could snap, she had done it to him a lot as kids to get another training opponent.
"We didn't know that it would fall and now he said we would have negative points but we had no control over this and we even were climbing down like we were told and we fell and -" Asher was rambling through what had happened and the number of times he said the word and made Garnet cut him off before he just ended up saying only that.
"You should have seen it, they bungee jumped down the cliff on the tree. It looked really cool, do you have anywhere else we can bungee jump here? I don't care how many points I need I will make them." Laura was still stuck on bungee jumping while she snacked on an apple the others hadn't noticed her holding just a moment before.
Garbet held her face in her hands trying to understand just where the minds of these campers went. The three of them had proven to be some of the most chaotic campers they had ever had in the camp as early admittance. "Just stop. Whatever you are thinking stop." She took a deep breath before looking at Onyx. "You head back to your cabin and take tomorrow off, I know you are unhappy but you will not be giving them negative points. It was just bad luck."
"Sorry about that." Asher looked down when Garnbet talked about bad luck, he knew his power most likely attributed to any bad luck those around him had.
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"Jackson since you seem to be a plant enthusiast you can earn extra points for when you start camp by working on this tree in the morning. If you can set it up to survive better we will be grateful. Asher, you showed us the path but I will only give you ten points. You should know why, that attitude you took does not really befit a hero, that is what you want to be right?"
Asher's face dropped as he heard this reprimand. He hadn't even thought of that as he tried to get more points. To him it was just a way to advance and nothing more, he had not reflected on the morals of his extortion in the least. This was something he should have been able to do if he really focused on Mr. Richards's lessons and looked within himself for the answers.
"And no we do not have bungee jumping. Also, where do you keep getting the food out here?" Garnet had finally started to catch on to the strange antics that Laura seemed to be pulling by disappearing one second and showing up the next with snacks. Garnet knew that Laura had an enhanced metabolism and therefore, had a highly enhanced speed which made her need more food. The problem was that she somehow kept finding food.
"Well, this apple came from a wild apple tree down a trail over there. Then I got the eclair from a roadside bakery that way. I found…" Laura explained where all the snacks came from.
"You are telling me you ran all the way to the road and back with food in such a short time? I will need to rethink your training and how many points you get from the obstacle course." Garnet was floored, she had not expected such strange powers and situations. She could only see monsters about to be born if this was how every camper was when they showed up this year.
"It was really annoying, I ordered a half dozen of the eclairs and only one made it back to camp. But when I rand back again the road side bakery was closed. So annoying." Her simple words made them all want to slap themselves, this girl was too obsessed with snacking.
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