The Adventures of Bluey

It was around half past five in the morning when all the scouts came out of their tents. They started to make their breakfast, and once they were finished that, they had to clean the hall. They couldn't completely clean the hall at the time though, as Heath was still packing his things, so they headed outside again. They packed up their tents, probably the quickest they've ever done it, and packed up their bags. Once that was done they didn't have much to do, so they started climbing trees. That was alright until I was grabbed by Darien and taken up the tree too. Why? He put me in a fork of the tree and started climbing up the main trunk of the tree. Why?  He kept climbing up towards the top of the tree, getting higher than I thought he could climb, and by the time he stopped and I opened my eyes, we were at the very top of the tree. Why?  He put me in a fork up there and declared me their god. Well, yes, he was technically right, but I don't need to be fifteen metres

After forty-five minutes or so (I lost count), the Scouts took off back the way they came. Only this time they seemed less exhausted as they crossed over the bridge. Probably from the stop. Anyway, they carried along the same bike path until there was a split in the path. They took the left one, which took them to another bridge, although this one wasn't over water. I still didn't want to be dropped though. They continued along the pathway until they reached the end of the last fire break again, and they followed it back to the small bridge that was over water. They then took a large loop that brought them back right to where they started. They walked over the bridge, and Heath completely missed the turn-off that was obviously marked and written on the map. Aimee and Hayley corrected him though, and they were soon back on track. They then followed that track to a dog park, and took a break there. Right on cue, around five dogs showed up all at once. They were all licky and s

As the Scouts walked out of the door at 2 PM, with their large backpacks on, I readjusted my invisible golden cord and fixed up my International Scout Medallion Crown (Which was also invisible) and was subsequently dropped. On the ground. These are scouts. I reminded myself. They all have cords. It might have just been an accident. We weren't even out of the golf course yet; It must have been an accident. Then we got out of the golf course and we started crossing roads. Please don't drop me now!  I thought. I don't want to be run over!   Somehow, the blonde girl, who's name I gathered was Aimee, didn't drop me on the road but she almost dropped me a second time when we made it back on the pavement. Then she gave me to her brown-haired friend Hayley, who did not  drop me. That was good because I was already dirty enough from the Leadership Course a few months ago. We trecked through the firebreaks behind some houses and then along a road in the sun. It was getting

The lights were on. The door of the cupboard opened. I was going to be free! Finally, I was to no longer be caged up and will be treated like the God I am! Yet, as I was lifted out of my cage, I was chucked straight to another human. Great. This was going to be a long hike. I guess it wasn't anything to be worried about though. I'd been on plenty of hikes before. I hiked 100 kilometres in a day. I camped on top of Uluru for a year with no supplies. This should be simple. Unless it's the Cubs. Then I would be doomed. That's why I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the green shoulder pads. They aren't Cubs. I should survive. The bright sunlight streamed into my eyes as I was taken outdoors. It had been far too long.