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wandering_vanguardTitle: Family Sucks, but It's Nice to Have
Fandom: Camp Camp
Prompt: Kids/Babies (for![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
genprompt_bingo's Round #18.)
Rating: T
Length: 661 Words
Content notes: Takes place near the end of Season 2 at the pizzeria.
Author notes: A character study of sorts because Max is an interesting character. :)
Warnings: Referenced child neglect.
Summary: Cameron Campbell may have been looking to save his own skin when he forced Max to adopt his idiot counselors as parents for the day, but he bets the bastard never expected it to actually work out the way it does.
"What are you waiting for?" Gwen says with that shit-eating grin of hers. "Dig in."
Neither one of his counselors touch the pizza, staring at him in anticipation and smiling like a couple of idiots. Max tries his best to keep himself from smiling too much with the corner of his mouth twitching with the strain of effort.
"Life does fucking suck," he mutters as he pulls a piece from the platter at length. "At least, it's going to suck if your name is Cameron Campbell."
David smiles sympathetically and allows Gwen to take a piece before helping himself. "It just goes to show you that you don't really know a person, I guess. Mr. Campbell made some very poor life choices and now he'll have to face the consequences."
"Speaking of poor choices," Gwen chimes in through a mouthful of pizza, spitting up a little sauce. "Fuck, sorry. I was just talking about the nuclear family he slapped together last minute. I mean, what the hell was he thinking?"
Max mulls it over while chewing his pizza, and after a rough swallow, he reaches a definitive conclusion. "Well, you'd be the mom who writes trashy romance novels on the side. You know, the ones with the unrealistically buff guy clutching at the half-naked woman with his -- "
"You fit the bill for the snot-nosed son of the Anti-Christ, but who's to say?" Gwen fires back at him, taking a vengeful bite of pizza.
David lifts his hands and waves them a little. "Now, now, you two. We all have our shortcomings."
"Yeah," Max reiterates with a smirk, "and David would be the cheerful, obnoxious dad who's secretly gay and cheats on his wife with the mailman."
Gwen chokes down her next bite. "That'd make a pretty good plot for..."
"Gay? Me?" David gapes, aghast with horror as he stares back at Max.
"Dude, that haircut alone is pretty telling," Max points out, heaping a pile of Tobasco sauce onto his next slice of pizza. "Tch. Don't look at me like that. I wasn't makin' fun of you because you are gay. I'm just saying."
Gwen elbows her fellow counselor in the side and snorts, "There's nothing wrong with being gay, but Satan does make a good point; your khaki shorts are kind of tight."
"M-Moving on!" David says with an awkward grin, taking a sip of his water. "Gwen and I would like to apologize once more for assuming things about you, Max. You deserved better than that from us."
"Your parents are ass holes," Gwen interprets for David. "We just didn't know they were God tier at it."
Max shrugs, trying to play it off again. "So, what else is new? I don't need them, anyways."
David frowns and reaches across the table to clap him on the shoulder. "Max..."
"I have you two idiots," he murmurs and teas another hunk away from his pizza, "and all those other morons at the camp. Couldn't ask or hope for a bigger family than that, right?"
"You know, for a kid, you're pretty insightful," Gwen compliments him, laughing at the surprised look on his face. "Tough, too."
David nods, agreeing emphatically, "You don't always have to be so tough, though. Gwen and I are here for you, little guy. Just remember that."
"Even if you are an impertinent little shit sometimes," jokes Gwen.
"Gwen, please," David pleads with his frown deepening.
Max laughs and savors the heat warming his mouth as he takes a bite of his pizza. They continue their meal with the same inane banter and if it were any other day, Max would be bored as hell.
Today is different, though.
Today, he thinks with a slight smile, he's finally found his family.
While David and Gwen pay the bill, Max looks over his shoulder with a mischievous grin and extends his middle finger at no one in particular.
Fuck you, he thinks. I'm gonna make it after all.
Fandom: Camp Camp
Prompt: Kids/Babies (for
genprompt_bingo's Round #18.)Rating: T
Length: 661 Words
Content notes: Takes place near the end of Season 2 at the pizzeria.
Author notes: A character study of sorts because Max is an interesting character. :)
Warnings: Referenced child neglect.
Summary: Cameron Campbell may have been looking to save his own skin when he forced Max to adopt his idiot counselors as parents for the day, but he bets the bastard never expected it to actually work out the way it does.
"What are you waiting for?" Gwen says with that shit-eating grin of hers. "Dig in."
Neither one of his counselors touch the pizza, staring at him in anticipation and smiling like a couple of idiots. Max tries his best to keep himself from smiling too much with the corner of his mouth twitching with the strain of effort.
"Life does fucking suck," he mutters as he pulls a piece from the platter at length. "At least, it's going to suck if your name is Cameron Campbell."
David smiles sympathetically and allows Gwen to take a piece before helping himself. "It just goes to show you that you don't really know a person, I guess. Mr. Campbell made some very poor life choices and now he'll have to face the consequences."
"Speaking of poor choices," Gwen chimes in through a mouthful of pizza, spitting up a little sauce. "Fuck, sorry. I was just talking about the nuclear family he slapped together last minute. I mean, what the hell was he thinking?"
Max mulls it over while chewing his pizza, and after a rough swallow, he reaches a definitive conclusion. "Well, you'd be the mom who writes trashy romance novels on the side. You know, the ones with the unrealistically buff guy clutching at the half-naked woman with his -- "
"You fit the bill for the snot-nosed son of the Anti-Christ, but who's to say?" Gwen fires back at him, taking a vengeful bite of pizza.
David lifts his hands and waves them a little. "Now, now, you two. We all have our shortcomings."
"Yeah," Max reiterates with a smirk, "and David would be the cheerful, obnoxious dad who's secretly gay and cheats on his wife with the mailman."
Gwen chokes down her next bite. "That'd make a pretty good plot for..."
"Gay? Me?" David gapes, aghast with horror as he stares back at Max.
"Dude, that haircut alone is pretty telling," Max points out, heaping a pile of Tobasco sauce onto his next slice of pizza. "Tch. Don't look at me like that. I wasn't makin' fun of you because you are gay. I'm just saying."
Gwen elbows her fellow counselor in the side and snorts, "There's nothing wrong with being gay, but Satan does make a good point; your khaki shorts are kind of tight."
"M-Moving on!" David says with an awkward grin, taking a sip of his water. "Gwen and I would like to apologize once more for assuming things about you, Max. You deserved better than that from us."
"Your parents are ass holes," Gwen interprets for David. "We just didn't know they were God tier at it."
Max shrugs, trying to play it off again. "So, what else is new? I don't need them, anyways."
David frowns and reaches across the table to clap him on the shoulder. "Max..."
"I have you two idiots," he murmurs and teas another hunk away from his pizza, "and all those other morons at the camp. Couldn't ask or hope for a bigger family than that, right?"
"You know, for a kid, you're pretty insightful," Gwen compliments him, laughing at the surprised look on his face. "Tough, too."
David nods, agreeing emphatically, "You don't always have to be so tough, though. Gwen and I are here for you, little guy. Just remember that."
"Even if you are an impertinent little shit sometimes," jokes Gwen.
"Gwen, please," David pleads with his frown deepening.
Max laughs and savors the heat warming his mouth as he takes a bite of his pizza. They continue their meal with the same inane banter and if it were any other day, Max would be bored as hell.
Today is different, though.
Today, he thinks with a slight smile, he's finally found his family.
While David and Gwen pay the bill, Max looks over his shoulder with a mischievous grin and extends his middle finger at no one in particular.
Fuck you, he thinks. I'm gonna make it after all.
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