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[It's choose your own adventure time with Charlie! There are so many things to do around camp, he isn't even sure where to start. He settles on the first thing that pops into his head: Apollo Scouts. He is currently the only one and that is a sad thing.
Let's fix this.
>> You walk into the arts and crafts cabin.
Once he has finished breakfast, Charlie is hunched over a table with two stacks of paper, one large and one much smaller. He meticulously draws on a sheet with some orange and yellow crayons, tongue poking out in concentration, before finishing and putting his handiwork onto the smaller stack.
He will be doing this for hours.
>> You spy a young boy taping a poster to a tree.
Fruits of his labour complete, Charlie is out and about camp sticking the posters up to trees.
Of course, he's being very careful about what trees he's sticking them to. After all, he doesn't know if there's a nymph in there or not so he knocks politely on each and every trunk. If there's answer then he tapes -- yes, tapes, what if she's not home?! -- the paper to the tree before moving on to the next, humming happily to himself.
The paper probably falls to the ground two seconds later. He tried.
>> You have questions.
And Charlie is happy to answer them!
When he's done hanging everything up and eating dinner, he'll be outside of the Apollo Cabin with a bunch of his action figures, staging an epic battle.]
Let's fix this.
>> You walk into the arts and crafts cabin.
Once he has finished breakfast, Charlie is hunched over a table with two stacks of paper, one large and one much smaller. He meticulously draws on a sheet with some orange and yellow crayons, tongue poking out in concentration, before finishing and putting his handiwork onto the smaller stack.
He will be doing this for hours.
>> You spy a young boy taping a poster to a tree.
Fruits of his labour complete, Charlie is out and about camp sticking the posters up to trees.
Of course, he's being very careful about what trees he's sticking them to. After all, he doesn't know if there's a nymph in there or not so he knocks politely on each and every trunk. If there's answer then he tapes -- yes, tapes, what if she's not home?! -- the paper to the tree before moving on to the next, humming happily to himself.
The paper probably falls to the ground two seconds later. He tried.
>> You have questions.
And Charlie is happy to answer them!
When he's done hanging everything up and eating dinner, he'll be outside of the Apollo Cabin with a bunch of his action figures, staging an epic battle.]
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Simply being around it, Eponine has managed to attract glitter.
Congratulations, Charlie. You made Eponine glitter like a Unicorn.]
I'm sure the monster that lives in the glitter did, then. [There is no glitter monster.]
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Yeeeaaah... It was the monster in the glitter. Bad glitter monsters!
[Oh gods, how to fix this?! He tries to scoop the glitter back into the container and just makes everything worse.]
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Charlie-- don't. Just hold still. Here, we can fix this. [Eponine gets off the table and grabs a large piece of construction paper. With one hand, she brushes as much glitter as she can on to it.] Put all the glitter you can on this. We'll use it like a dust pan.
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[But he does as she says and actually sits still for once, which is a miracle.
This just reaffirms that Eponine is brilliant in his mind and he mimics her, making much less of a mess.]
Yeah, that's loads better... Sorry, Ep.
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Hold the bottle? I'm gonna try to siphon it in.
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[EYEING that glitter as he holds out the bottle.]
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Oh.
Okay.
Why would you make somethin' like that up?
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But I could tell you stories.
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BUT WOULD YOU REALLY?!
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Sure. Why not?