David smiled as he saw Max walk up to Preston. Finally, he was interacting with the other campers without being in the presence of his two friends. That was a good start, right? He counted it as a good start. David hummed to himself. Aw, how cute, Max seems to be giving a gift to-

Hold on.

Are those flowers?

Ohhhhhhh.~

He tried his best to hide his figure behind the trees and shrubbier in front of him. It was a little weird; if not creepy to be watching two children interacting. However it was his job as a camp consular to not only insure the safety of the kids, but also to watch over them. So he's fine, for now.

"What th-"

"Take it or don't. Either way shut up about this." Max thrusted a bundle of flowers into the face the theater kid.

"Hmmm, well." Preston accepts the flowers that Max probably just plucked from the earth. "Lovely." His tone wasn't quite sarcastic, but it was almost getting there.

"What?" He questioned. "You want me to serenade you to?"

"Maybe." He tilts his head at him, and smiles. A 'maybe I can get away with this' look.

Max gives him a pointed look. "Dream on Preston."

"Ahh, well, it was worth a try." He raises an arm over his eyes in a dramatic affect.

"No it wasn't."

Preston elected to ignore him and continues on with his mini monologue. Giving no indication that he had heard him. Dave snickers at the exchange, covering his mouth as to not get caught. "I appreciate the gesture. It was very sweet. However…" He breaths in, ready to release an entourage of words. He stops though and pursued his lips. Then Preston pecked Max on the cheek.

The shorter boy let out a noise reminiscent of a strangled cry. Quickly his face turn a hue redder. He attempts to put his hood over his head, but of course, his head's too big. What a damn shame. It's a very nice hoodie.

Now, to be fair. David wasn't expecting this. Cut him some slack. The 'awww~' he cooed out was purely on a subconscious level. Regardless it was pretty loud and he was in close proximity to them. They both ending up hearing him. It was plain as day.

"What the fuck? David?!" Max all but screeched at him, even Preston filched at his words. He even dropped a few flowers, how sad.

Ah, shoot. David did the only thing he could. And that was getting the hell out of dodge, or you know, running. That word works to. "Sorryyyyyy!" Even as he tries to outrun them, which he wouldn't have to try too hard to do. He apologizes. He can't help it. That was so cute! If he was Gwen, he would squeal. Ha! Nevermind. He already did. He's burying that memory for later.

It's been months since I last updated. Ha! I'm sorry. If you read my bio, you would know why I haven't done anything in a while, but…it was that and the fact I got out of the Camp Camp mood. I simply couldn't write for it for a while. Then I started watching CC clips, and I need to watch the special, but it got me in a mood + the fact I know you guys like this story. So I cranked something out real quick. I'm in the process of the second part of the last chapter, so that'll probably be the next thing I post for this. Okay, thank you for reading! :)