What The Luck!? Chapter 145
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"Asher is totally rich and didn't tell us!" Art rushed to Jane with the news, naturally, Louis and Sammy heard it too.
"Well, I'm not rich anymore. I need to build some more points after getting everything. But that's fine. Tomorrow we are going to get serious with our point building efforts. After that, we can work towards saving up for a feat on the last day." Asher could only imagine what they could all save up for by the last day of camp. Maybe they would even be able to afford a real dessert.
"You didn't know Asher was loaded with points? He has found that golden egg every single day so far. He gets fifty points for that. Plus whatever he did today and the best you vcan make with counselors. He probably had the most points in camp." Laura spoke casually as she fiddle with a small wooden puzzle at her fastest speed.
Everyone looked at him and Laura back and forth. "Did you know too Jackson?" Jane zeroed in the surprisingly quiet Jackson who appeared to be pretending to look at a weed nearby.
"Well, I figured he did. I just have the feeling that he is always in a good position at the right time to grab something he needs." Jackson was not far off the mark and no one could argue that they also had the feeling. Asher knew wall too well that it was because of his super power.
"With that said, it's campfire cookie time! Chef Art let us know what you need!" Asher pointed at Art who was already pushing everything else aside. He was fully focused on the tasks they needed to complete
"Alright, then Asher you are in charge of fire wood. Jane you can help me measure the ingredients. Sammy you are mixing, Jackson, Fund some wild nuts that can act as a crunchy component. Louis you can help me start the fire. Abd Laura...just you do you."
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Arty was going to ask Laura for help but he saw her struggling with the first wooden puzzle and knew that it was probably not the best idea to disturb her. Asher clapped his hands then rushed off in to the woods, he paid no attention to anything else but looking for the perfect branches to drag back.
He managed to encounter a few campers who had started to build small shelters and realized that all the good branches had been snapped up for that reason. He was at a loss and would need to go further away. 'I can't let everyone down. We are going to have the best cookies!'
With his goal clear he went on to a thicker section of the forest which had many more trees and bushes blocking out the sunlight. He was surprised to find that the entire area was nearly abandoned. The dim lighting made the entire area feel a little eerie but Asher paid it no mind since he was so focused on his goal.
He was easily able to find some dyer branches that had long fallen and dried out on the ground. With a little effort, he was able to pull them up out of a pile of leaves revealing a mess of colorful mushrooms.
There were reds, oranges, and even yellows mixed in with the brown colors.
Looking at them Asher remembered that Jackosn had said something about the mushrooms in the area and gathering food. Unfortunately, he did not remember that he was not supposed to gather them for food.
He started to grab them up with his bare hands and pile them on top of the branches he was going to drag. With his collection of mushrooms all over the branches, he was bringing back for firewood. By the time he made it back to the group everyone was ready but for him. Asher had started to sweat more than he expected but wrote it off as the result of him dragging the branches.
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"What did you cut down half the forest?" Art saw that there were more than enough branches to start cooking and asked Ashjer to start to break them up in to pieces and start up the fire. In his slightly sweaty and excited state, Asher forgot about his gathered mushrooms and hucked them in to the fire they were preparing.
When he had built his pile of branches Asher split open the fire starter stick and let the sparks shoot on to the pile. The flames sprang to life with a cracking and sizzling. "Wow, it already smells so tasty and you aren't even cooking yet." Jane was impressed by the way the first smelled. "The fire almost smells like roasting mushrooms."
"Oh no! I forgot I grabbed a bunch of mushrooms to cook and share later." Asher smacked himself in the head in frustration. He couldn't believe he had forgotten them.
Art had already placed the skillet with the cookie dough in it in to the hot coals and inhaled a large amount of the smoke since he was so close. "Now we just wait for pineapple dance theme day." His confident voice brought nothing but confusion.
"Umm, what do we wait for?" Sammy was the first to register that gibberish had just come out of Art's mouth, but when she walked near him she found that she had somehow ended up on the ground looking at all of them sideways.
"The cookies will sunlight angel wing flambee." Asher sounded like his reply was totally normal to him. His face even showed an approving look. Jackson's face however had started to twist in to terror. He saw all of his friends but for Laura who was father away start to act strange.
"Asher, you said you found mushrooms right? What color…?" His eyes were playing tricks on him as he asked this, he saw everyone in shades of pink and green.
"It's way too hot out here, freaking heat wave." Asher was wiping sweat from his head while Jackson glanced at the ground recognizing the rounded bell shapes.
"You picked rainbow mushrooms! They cause a ton of different hallucinations when touched and we are burning them!" Jackson saw one turn to ashes in the fire and knew they were all doomed.
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