Author's Note: I do not own Bunk'd. This collection of unrelated oneshots is based on OTP prompts found on tumblr.

Ravi stepped out onto the porch with his feet spread apart and his hands on his hips, expanding his frame to allow as much pine-scented summer air to pour into his lungs as possible. He lifted his chin to feel the sun on his face as it peaked over the trees that towered the lake, but he didn't dare close his eyes. Not when everything was its freshest green and radiating summer's glory.

"Is this not the most beautiful sight, brother," he said.

Luke glanced up at the forest ahead then looked back down to his phone.

"Uh huh. Sure. Hey, have you played this new game?" Luke said, holding up his cellphone. He leaned back in his rocking chair and propped up his feet on the porch's cedar railing. "Download it so I can play you," he smirked, "And beat you, of course."

Ravi's jaw dropped as he motioned his hand at the trimmed lawn leading to the forest path. "How can you play a dime-store arcade game when nature beckons us to explore its wonders?"

Luke rolled his eyes and said, "Like this." His thumbs returned to their work of tapping and scrolling as he muttered, "What's a dime store?"

"Well, I refuse to waste a lovely summer morning," Ravi said as he descended the steps. "Our parents didn't rent this humble cabin for things we can do back in New York."

"It has eight rooms," Luke mumbled with his eyes still locked on his screen.

Ravi walked happily across the lawn, whistling a tune and swinging his arms at his sides. Nothing could ruin the start of such a wonderful day. Until he stepped in something squishy not even ten feet from the porch. He stuck his nose in the air when the funky stench hit him and he shut his eyes as anger washed over him.

"Again!" he shouted.

He could already hear Luke laughing from the porch. He didn't need to open his eyes to know his brother was standing at the edge, holding onto the rail for support as he cracked up. He tried not to reason why he could feel the warmth of the offending gunk through the bottom of his hiking boot. Unclenching his fist, he turned on his heels and slowly marched back to the porch.

"Dude, relax," Luke said through his chuckles. "It's just dog poop."

At the bottom of the steps, Ravi slipped out of his boots then climbed up.

"I will not relax. This has become ridiculous! I have stepped in a new foul pile ten times since we began our vacation here."

"Hold up," Luke said, looking down at his phone. "No, it's only been nine." He wiggled his phone in front of Ravi. "I keep a calendar."

Ravi swatted the phone away. "Nevertheless, this has got to stop."

Luke shrugged his shoulders and leaned his back against the railing. "Okay. So, what're you going to do?"

Ravi tugged on the end of his hiking vest and stood tall. "I will have a word with the property owners."

"You mean those farmers? Have you seen their sons? Those dudes are ripped. I think I saw one carrying a cow on his shoulders, bro. Just hose off your girl boots and go on your little walk."

Ravi crossed his arms and huffed. "They are unisex and I can't help it if I have less-than-average sized feet, Luke."

Luke slung his arm around Ravi's shoulder and steered him toward the front door of the vacation house.

"Let's get your phone so you can play this game with me," Luke said. "We can take some Instagram shots on the lake when Dad gets back with the boat."

"No, can do." He ducked under his brother's arm and walked back to the steps. "I must resolve this dog defecation issue before it gets out hand. Besides, I don't particularly care for dogs, anyway."

"Ugh," Luke groaned, slumping his shoulders. "Fine. Do you want me to come so we can both get our butts kicked?"

Ravi waved his hand and rolled his eyes. "You exaggerate. I can assure you, nothing will deter me from stopping that pooping pooch."

Luke clapped his hands together and walked backward into the house. "Cool, what I'm hearing is a no." As the door swung shut he added, "I got your blood type."

"Excuse me sir or madam, I appreciate your hospitality in allowing the Ross family to rent on your property. But it is entirely unacceptable for your pet to use our lawn as a doggie toilet," Ravi practiced his speech aloud as he walked up the rocky path. The grey pebbles crunched beneath his wet boots and he could hear a horse trotting in the distance. He carefully stepped around a cluster of clucking hens before making his way up the rickety steps to the farmhouse. It looked much smaller than the vacation house where he and his family were currently staying, but it was homey. There were more potted plants than the porch had room for and the door was painted a ripe-strawberry red against the eggshell white house.

He puffed out his chest and knocked firmly on the door. He heard the moaning of a cow somewhere and his chest deflated. Images of buff dudes with young calves on their shoulders flashed in his mind. His legs began to shake and the hair on the back of his neck stood.

"These are nice boots and it's happened far too often. Ten, wait, nine times is far too many," he mumbled to himself. He took a deep breath and shook his arms as he exhaled. He smiled to himself as he felt his resolve overcome his fear. Pride swelled in his chest and he stood taller.

"Nothing behind this door can deter me. No more doggie do," he whispered to himself.

He heard footsteps behind the door and he took in a breath as he heard the lock roll back. He opened his mouth, ready to give his speech.

"Excuse me sir or madam…"

"Well, howdy," the girl greeted him with a smile.

"I lawn hospitality doggie rent," he sputtered. He cleared his throat and opened his mouth to speak again, but it was a lost cause.

"I'm Lou," she said, sticking out her hand for him to shake. She gave him a friendly pat on the shoulder when he didn't move. "You must be one of the Ross folk. I've been meaning to come by but I just got back into town. Big rodeo two towns over. But my parents say y'all are great."

After an awkward pause, Ravi finally spoke. "Cool." He winced at the words. Lou just smiled, a pearly smile that promised kindness and genuineness. It made him nervous. Suddenly, he didn't know what to do with his hands or his feet or his eyes. He decided he should probably stop starring at her face so he focused on the red door behind her. He crossed his ankles so that he leaned awkwardly to the side then shook his head and uncrossed them. He held out his hand for her to shake, but then dropped it at his side before she had a chance to.

Lou glanced around the yard, silently, with her hands in the back pockets of her blue jeans. She smiled at the familiar sounds of her home: clucking hens, water sprinklers, suckling piglets, tea kettles. She leaned against the doorframe and gazed at the forest in the distance.

"Isn't it such a pretty day, neighbor," she said.

He had to look at her now. The door was nice but he couldn't fight the urge to ignore the door and the forest and the lovely potted plants to stare at the non-lumber jack, non-rude owner girl at ease in the summer morning breeze. She was taller than him but not by so much she'd have to look down to not step on him, which had totally happened when his sister Emma hit her growth spurt. He guessed she was probably older than him, no babyish features to her face. A face he decided he really liked and wanted to study like one of the chemistry books he brought with him for the summer.

Lou sighed and rocked on her heels, looking down at the painted boards of the porch. Ravi felt his breath catch in his throat as panic seized him. He didn't want her to be bored and turn and leave him standing at her door trying to remember why had even walked over to this house in the first place. Why had he walked over there?

"I love dogs!" He shouted. He immediately regretted his volume but Lou didn't seem to mind.

"I love dogs, too," she said with just as much enthusiasm. She clapped her hands together then reached them both out to him. "You have to meet all of my puppies!"

Before his brain could tell his hands not to, he grasped her hands and let her tug him behind the red door.

Ravi trudged up the steps to the vacation house. Luke and Zuri were lounging in rockers, air-drying after their trip to the lake. Zuri lifted her shades and raised an eyebrow at Ravi.

"What's with the paw prints?" she asked.

Ravi held out the hem of his shirt. Dusty paw prints covered his hiking vest and plaid shirt. There was a tiny tear from a particularly rambunctious pup that mistook him for a chew-toy. Though, he hadn't minded since Lou declared it the funniest thing she had ever seen.

Luke chuckled and leaned forward. "Dude, did they beat you dogs? That's messed up. I don't even know how that'd work."

"You don't know how anything works," Zuri said, rolling her eyes.

Luke smacked his lips and tucked his hands behind his head. "She's still made I threw her in the lake." He stuck his tongue out at her then turned his attention back to Ravi. "So, you handle the dog poop thing?"

Even though he was grinning, in fact he had that goofy look on his face the entire time, he sighed.

"Not even a little."

Zuri stood, stretching her arms and legs. "Is this about the crap Ravi keeps playing in? Like nine times?"

Luke chuckled and Ravi insisted he was a victim and not "playing" in dog feces.

"Whatever. I'm bored now," she said before going into the house.

"I know what happened!" Luke shouted holding a finger in the air like he just solved a difficult equation. "The dog answered the door and wailed on you for giving him crap about his crap." He pressed his hand against his lean frame and bent over chuckling.

Ravi leaned against the railing, tracing one of the paw prints on his shirt. "And the dog isn't that bad," he mumbled. "And the puppies are cute."

Luke straightened and quirked an eyebrow at his brother. "You, the lizard king, played with puppies."

Ravi looked over his shoulder at the lawn and said, "It's really my responsibility to watch where I step. And I could be a bit more neighborly and pick up the muck. I mean, I'm a scientist; I've handled far worse."

When he turned back, Luke was standing in front of him with an odd look on his face. Then that trademark Luke smirk spread across his lips.

"Dude," Luke said, lightly punching his younger brother in the arm.

"Ow," Ravi whined.

"She hot? More importantly, does she have a hot older sister?"

Ravi rubbed his arm. "I think she's the older sister."

"What! Dude!" Luke squealed with glee. "How could you possibly be making me this proud? And I still need an answer about any hot sisters."

"No clue. All I know is I'm walking seven dogs tomorrow." He ran his hand through his short hair. "I can't believe I'm walking seven dogs tomorrow!"

"I know! What did this chick do?"

"Showed me a bunch of dogs and smiled at me," Ravi said, waking from the dreamlike state that he had been trapped in from the moment Lou opened her farmhouse door.

"I'll have the hose ready for your girly boots," Luke chuckled. "You're going to need it."

End note: This was based on the OTP prompt "Your dog keeps pooping on my lawn AU."