Dozing the Day Away

[Bailey Allison]

As far as Bailey was concerned, the strawberry fields were the second best place in camp. Although they could never compete with the beach and its waves, it was still an extraordinary place. Most complained that there was nothing to do in the fields other than plant stuff and tend to the strawberries, and Bailey had to agree. But that was the beauty of the place. There was absolutely nothing to do. And doing nothing was Bailey's third favorite activity, right after surfing and swimming.

Yawning, Bailey flopped over onto his stomach. He was supposed to be racing nymphs right now, along with the rest of the Hermes cabin. But Bailey had never attended that class and didn't see why he would start now. After all, it wasn't like he would even stand a chance against them. Plus, it helped that Mr. D. was too lazy to care about campers cutting class, and Bailey was friends with his cabin leader, who understood his situation.

Of course, there was surfing, swimming, but after spending the whole afternoon in the water, he needed a break. And that was why he was lying in a sea of grass instead of a sea of water now. The sun beat down on him comfortably, enveloping him in its warm golden embrace and making him quite sleepy. His eyes half-closed, Bailey pushed his face in the crook of his arm, yawning again. His other hand groped around for a strawberry plant before pulling one off and stuffing it into his mouth. Screw the rules, there was no one around to see. Smiling contentedly to himself, Bailey closed his eyes and concentrated on the sweet fruit. Mmm...

Within seconds, he had lost consciousness and was dozing in the middle of the field, never noticing that someone was approaching him.

Word Count: 302
Muse: Sleepy xD
Notes: Finally posting... woot!
Tagged: Jensen Wolfe

[Jensen Wolfe]

The strawberry field, to Jensen at least, was the best sleeping spot in camp. It was not only a great spot for taking wonderful cat naps, but if you ever got peckish you could pluck a few strawberries without anyone being the wiser. Boy, were strawberries delicious.

Normally, he would be at the sandy beach sleeping on the warm sand. However, given his course record with the evil ocean, Jensen thought it best to stay far away from the beach for awhile. Not only had was he a horrible swimmer, but he had lost his favorite necklace as well. That poor necklace. Hopefully it was riding on the neck of a sea turtle far from here. Seeing the world like it always wanted. He would remember it always.

Whistling softly under his breath, Wolfe lazily strolled through the red field snagging a few big strawberries as he passed. There was a certain spot he always went to. It was the only spot he could find that hid him almost perfectly. He hated when someone found him and started scolding him for sleeping in the field. So he made sure he was always well hidden, just in case someone passed by and tried to get him to move.

Later, after this nap, Jensen would probably get some food and maybe play a game or two on his xbox before calling it a day. Sadly, he had so many games to choose from he honestly wondered how long it would take to decide. It sounded kinda tedious. Maybe he would just end up finding a hill somewhere and watching the sky until he fell asleep.

"Huh." Jensen whispered, spinning around in a small circle. His favorite spot was somewhere around here, he was sure.

The soft sounds of snoring interrupted his silent musing. Wolfe's eyebrows rose as he turned to the soft noise with interest. Was that snoring he was hearing? So he wasn't the only one who slept here after all? Moving towards the sound, Jensen stopped just above a sleeping Bailey. The boy had his face closed, completely oblivious to the world.

Munching softly on the strawberry in his mouth he turned to a nearby plant and pick a few not so ripe ones off. Looking down at Bailey, he began softly chucking them at his head.

"Hey." He said softly, making sure to toss a strawberry with each word he said. "That's not a good spot to sleep, bro." He moved his foot to nudge the boy in the ribs softly. "You would have totally been spotted." He tossed one last strawberry at Bailey's head before grinning widely.

That was kinda fun, tossing strawberry at people. Maybe a bit more than eating them. Okay, maybe not more than eating them, but it was pretty entertaining nonetheless. Reaching over, Jensen plucked a few more strawberries and tossed them into his mouth like popcorn. He kept his eyes fastened on Bailey, a grin never leaving his face.

"You might wanna move farther into the field rather than stay in the middle. Believe it or not, a lot of people sometimes wonder in here. So the farther you are from the middle the better you'll probably be." He said through a mouthful of strawberries.

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Words: 542
Notes: Woo
Muse: Fair

[Bailey Allison]

Bailey was having a wonderful time. In his dreamscape, a bright green sun started to set on a ginormous beach back home as the perfect wave swelled. In a few quick strokes, Bailey met the wave, catching it, before riding it back to shore, where Skye was waiting. Skye? When had she gotten here? And why was she holding one of those old-timey telephones? Who cared. He ran up to meet her. Before he could greet her, she spoke first, "Hey."

The Hermes camper did a double take. Was it just him or had Skye's voice sounded much, much lower? It definitely wasn't her normal voice nor was it her oracle voice... Hell, it didn't even sound like a girl's voice. Before he could ponder this much more, she opened her mouth again. "That's not a good spot to sleep, bro." The hell...? Maybe this wasn't Skye... Maybe it was a cyclops trying to imitate her. Cyclopses did that, right? For once, Bailey wished he had paid more attention to his monster-fighting class. And for some odd reason, some invisible force kept on hitting Bailey with each word she spoke.

Suddenly, an even larger invisible, blunt object hit Bailey's ribs, startling him awake. "Huh?" He glanced up bleary-eyed to see a giant face peering down at him. "AHH!" Bailey flinched and brought an arm up to shield his face, managing to deflect the last strawberry. Slowly, he lowered his arm and peered up at the face. "Jensen?" He stared back at the older camper for a while before suddenly lunging towards a fallen strawberry and throwing it back at Jensen. "That's for waking me up..." Dammit, why couldn't he be one of those people who could just roll over, go back to sleep, and resume that dream? Sighing, Bailey sat up, accepting the fact that it was never going to happen. "What were you saying?"

Spotting Jensen toss a couple into his mouth without even looking away, Bailey's eyebrow went up. "Dude, how'd you do that?" All anger towards Jensen for waking him up during such a lovely dream had completely dissipated. "How do you catch without looking? I'd probably choke..." To prove his point, Bailey plucked one and tossed it up until he could barely see it. Big mistake. With his mouth hanging open expectantly, he completely lost track of the strawberry only to find it again once it had splattered on his forehead. Scowling, Bailey wiped the sticky juice off and threw the strawberry away as far as he could. "Never mind... I think I'll stick with the old-fashioned way."

It was extremely difficult trying to decipher what Jensen was trying to say since he was chewing on a mouthful of strawberries as he spoke, but Bailey managed to get the gist of what Jensen was trying to say. "You mean people like you?" he asked. Wait... why was Jensen even here? "Is that why you came out here? To nap?" That was a stupid question. What else was there to do besides nap here and gorge on strawberries? Well, Bailey supposed you could always weed here or something, but he didn't know anyone who would do that for fun. "Anyway, thanks for the tip, bro." Bailey glanced wistfully off at the edge of the field. "Dunno if I'll be able to go back to sleep though. I can't seem to do that... Y'know... wake up and go back to sleep." Too bad he hadn't been born a son of Morpheus, or whoever the god of sleep was.

Word Count: 590
Notes: Not that great of a post... :/
Muse: Alive!