Gradually, the sun completely set behind the trees. As its last rays disappeared, Super Junior eventually ended the water fight and revived their leader’s will to live. Now they all sat hunched around the fire wrapped in towels and poking at the flames. The victims of the Jolokia were quietly sipping their water.

“Now that it’s dark, do you know what time it is?” Kangin asked, dark anticipation glimmering in his eyes.

Sungmin shrugged, “Eight or nine?”

“No,” Kangin scoffed, “It’s time for ghost stories!” At these words, the members sat up in excitement. Well, not all the members.

“Ghosts?” Ryeowook whimpered.

Siwon frowned. “Ghosts are manifestations of the devil,” he declared.

“Devil?” Ryeowook’s voice shot up another octave.

Teukie umma quickly intervened. “Wookie, I think it might be your bedtime. You and Henry go pick a tent, okay?”

“Eh? Why me?” The Canadian protested.

“Ghost stories are not for the ears of children,” the leader clucked protectively.

“But I wanna stay!” Henry complained.

“I’ll go with Wookie,” Yesung yawned. “The smoke from the fire makes me sleepy.” The two of them walked off toward one of the tents.

“Yewook returns!” Donghae cheered.

“Where’s Henry going to go then?” Hangeng frowned.

“He can come with me and Gui Xian,” Zhou Mi offered. “We can take that giant double tent.”

“But four people can fit in there,” Kyuhyun noted. “Anyone want to join us?” Siwon’s hand shot in the air. “Anyone except Siwon?” Kyu clarified.

“Why~?” Siwon complained. “Yesung already left me for Wookie.”

“You’re just destined to be forever alone,” Heechul declared solemnly.

“Except for Hangeng,” the younger member challenged. “SiHan forever!”

“GIVE IT UP, SIWON.”

“Can I go with Kyu, Mi, and Henry?” Sungmin tentatively asked.

There was a slight pause. “Actually, that’s kind of perfect,” Shindong noted in awe. “Kyumi, Zhoury, Kyumin, and Henmin?”

“Then it’s decided!” Leeteuk affirmed.

Kibum raised his hand, “Then I’m going to be alone,” he reminded.

“Kibummie~ I’m here for youuuuu~” Siwon sang and twirled over. “Sibum forever!”

“You have about as much loyalty as Eunhyuk,” Hangeng noted.

“As heartwarming as this is,” Kangin interrupted, “Can we please get on with ghost stories?”

“I think I’m going to turn in,” Leeteuk sighed. “I need to recover a bit.” He turned and gave Henry a pointed look. “Don’t stay up too late past your bedtime,” he warned.

“Yes, Umma!” The maknae saluted.

With one last look, the oldest retreated to the tents.

“Ghost stories~ Ghost stories~” Eunhyuk clapped his hands in excitement.

The Shibrows pulled together in a frown. “I think I’ll go to bed too,” Siwon added. “How about you, Kibum?” His tent-mate shook his head.

“Nah, I’ll stay.”

Siwon nodded and headed off to the tents by himself.

Heechul shook his head as he stared at Shisus’ retreating back. “Yah, he really is forever alone.”

“I have a story,” Donghae volunteered.

“Wait! Before we start, let’s set some punishment,” Kyuhyun suggested. “That way, we eliminate any possibility of someone telling a lame story.”

“Good idea,” Kangin praised.  “Any suggestions for the punishment?”

“I know!” Hangeng dashed off.

“What…?” Henry craned his neck to see what the older Chinese man was doing.

After about a minute, Hangeng reappeared, holding a pot. “Here it is!” he announced proudly. Inside the bowl was a giant, brown, sludgy mass with flecks of red peeking through. The members recoiled in revulsion.

“Is that…crap?” Sungmin shuddered.

Hangeng snorted. “No, it’s Jolokia, Kibum’s lemon concentrate, and Donghae’s leftover noodles mashed together.”

Eunhyuk just wrinkled his nose. “I’d rather just eat the crap.”

“Okay, well I’m out,” Zhou Mi stood up. “I’ve eaten many weird things before, but I refuse to subject myself to that.”

“It can’t be any worse than the turtle they made you eat on that Taiwanese show,” Kyuhyun said.

Sungmin shook his head. “I’m with Zhou Mi on this one. That looks like severe stomach trouble waiting for a chance to happen.” With that, the two culinary cowards retreated to their tents.

“Any other deserters?” Kangin gave the remaining members a dark look. When no one else dared to raise his hand, he leaned back with a satisfied smirk. “Excellent. Continue, Donghae.”

The fish gulped. “Ah, on second thought, Heechul can go first.”

“GO, DONGHAE.”

“Why does this feel like we’re hazing him?” Kibum wondered.

Donghae drew a breath, “Okay, well a long, long time ago in the year 3000—“

“Long time ago in the future? How does that make sense?” Shindong interrupted.

“Eat.” Hangeng the pot into Donghae’s hands.

“No! Wait!” Donghae panicked. “I mean that it’s now year 4000! So year 3000 would be a long time ago!” There was a pause.

“Continue.” Kangin conceded.

The fishy let out a sigh of relief. “Anyway, I was saying that in that year, there was a couple driving down the road when their car slipped off. When they crawled out of the wreck, they saw a robot that told them they were in a haunted forest. They got scared, and they started running really fast. They got split up, and by the time the man found his girlfriend again, she was dead!” Donghae finished with a grin.

“Eat.” The camp chorused, pointing at the pot.

“What? Why? Wasn’t that a scary story?” Donghae blinked in confusion.

“I didn’t understand most of that, and even I could tell it was bad,” Henry emphasized.

Eunhyuk patted his arm comfortingly. “I thought it was scary.”

“Then you eat the sludge with Hae,” Kibum dictated.

Eunhyuk backtracked hastily. “It was a terrible story! Awful! Not scary at all!”

“No loyalty whatsoever,” Hangeng told Donghae.

“Time to eat the sludge!” Kyuhyun smiled happily.

“Just one big bite should be okay,” Shindong suggested humanely. “We need to save some if Kangin wants to tell a story later.”

“Ha! Like I’ve ever told a bad story in my life!”

“Remember the one about the boxer and the bread? My ears bled for hours from the sheer lameness of that one,” Heechul reminded.

“You—“

“Where are you going, Donghae?” At Henry’s question, everyone looked around to see the victim desperately trying to sneak away.

“GET BACK HERE, YOU!”

“Nooooooo~”

With the efforts of Kangin and Shindong, the members managed to restrain the panicking fish.

“Say ah~” Kyuhyun lifted a huge spoonful of the sludge.

“AAAAAHHH!” Donghae screamed. The dreaded spoon advanced closer and closer to his face. To draw out the suspense, the evil maknae took his time to torture the pitiful captive. Closer… Closer…

CLANG. CLANG. CLANG. CLANG.

“WHERE DID YOU EVEN GET ANOTHER POT, HANGENG?!”

“Mmmmphhfffgrlllsdfhkj” The spoonful of sludge was forced into Donghae’s reluctant mouth. The quick-thinking Kibum quickly clapped his hands over the victim’s nose and mouth so he couldn’t spit out the vile substance.  With tearful eyes, the poor fish swallowed.

“Blehhh…” he retched. A fit of coughing seized him, and he tumbled off Kyuhyun’s log. The members watched the log with mildly curious gazes as a wheezing noise issued from behind it.

“So…” Shindong started, “Who wants to tell the next story?”

Yep, I updated ^^ Partly because I can’t stand reading about quantum numbers and hydrates and ALL THINGS CHEMISTRY anymore, and partly because I REACHED 100 SUBSCRIBERS. KYAAAAA~ thankyouthankyouthankyouTHANK YOU all so much <33 Anyway, this chapter is dedicated to all you Yewook fans who commented way-back-when and suggested that I change it :) Happy? Though I was a bit disappointed that no one noticed my Star Wars reference in the last chapter **sniff** I am a forever alone Star Wars nerd. **goes to join Siwon in Forever-Alone Land**