Back to The Past (Ben)

After the whole debacle with Santos and basically dying, Ben was finally at peace. Until now that is. Last night he went to sleep just fine, on Sammy’s couch, because the camp fam had been hanging out.

The next he wakes up at—camp?

A very uncomfortable bed at that. He’s way too big for this. He slowly sits up, hitting his head on the upper bedframe of the bunk on top.

“Jesus Ben how big is that head of yours?”

Wait…Kenji?

No that can’t be right, the last time he’s said something like that was seven years ago.

Ben rolls off the bed, the hard wooden floor hitting his body. He just came out of recovery not so long ago, so his body still ached like hell.

“Ben you okay—?” Little Darius speaks up, and immediately shuts his mouth when he sees a 6’3 dude who was in his camp mates bed.

“Dave! Roxie! Random dude in Ben’s bunk!” Darius flails his arms wildly, panicking.

The counselors and the girls rush in the boys bunk, to find why Darius was screaming.

“What the hell?!” Roxie exclaimed, making sure no kids get through her.

Brooklynn’s already filming, a huge grin on her face.

Ben is incredibly confused because why are his friends all from years ago?

“B?” Ben stands up.

“Woah Brooklanders! This strange dude in Ben’s bunk knows my name!” She gestures crazily to her camera, using that fake voice Ben hasn’t heard in a while.

“God I haven’t heard that in a while.” Ben cringes, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Listen, whoever you are, you don’t have the authorization to be here.” Roxie steps in, her voice is stern.

Ben looks around him. He’s in the old cabin from…Camp Cretaceous? No. No there’s no way.

Ben bolts out of the door and looks around. He sees the same couches him and the camp fam sat on when they heard that the Indominus Rex was let loose into Jurassic World. Outside was the campfire where Darius told his scary stories.

No fucking way!

“Oh my fucking god time travel is real!” Ben jumps with excitement, unaware that the past versions of his friends were looking at him like he was insane.

“Who is this weirdo?” Yaz’s moody voice speaks up, pointing to Ben.

“It’s me, Ben!”

“Isn’t Ben, oh I don’t know, extremely small and frail?” Brooklynn crosses her arms with an unimpressed look on her face.

“Okay ouch.”

“Prove that you’re Ben.” Sammy puts her hand on her chin, pouting her lips dramatically as if she was investigating a crime.

How can he prove that he’s Ben?

At this time, they didn’t really know much about each other so it could be easy.

Oh!

“The little ankylosaurus in Wu’s lab! I named her Bumpy because of her asymmetrical horns.”

Everyone looks shocked but convinced, because Bumpy wasn’t even released to the public.

“Wait… So you’re Ben but from the future?” Brooklynn props her phone up, ready to catch a mind numbing reveal.

“Uh yea I guess so. I’m like 21.”

“God you’re old.” Yaz is on the couch, the tiniest smirk on her face.

“I don’t wanna hear it Fadoula.” Ben laughs, leaning on a nearby counter.

“Wait I don’t get it. If you’re future Ben shouldn’t you be—you know.” Darius puts his hands closely together, gesturing a small stature.

“Had a growth spurt.”

Kenji walks out of the room in the middle of putting his shirt on. He’s grumpy and annoyed.

“What the hell is going on? Nothing can be this interes— Holy shit.”

Kenji stops dead in his tracks. Ben’s a whole head taller than him.

“Hey look Kenji, Ben’s bigger than you now.” Brooklynn snickered behind her camera.

“No fucking way that’s the little dude!”

“Better believe it Kenji!” Sammy giggled from behind the couch.

Ben stands there as Kenji takes a closer look. He watches the realization settle in his face, as well as blush.

“Holy shit. Holy shit.”

Kenji stands there with his jaw slack and his cheeks slightly pink.

“Language Kenji.” Roxie intervenes.

“Oh my god, I’m totally going to blow up from this.” Brooklynn squealed.

Kenji sputtered, “But—You’re— How tall are you?”

Ben laughs, “Uh maybe 6’3?”

“No way! I’m only 5’9”

Kenji marvels at Ben for a minute longer before everyone else realizes that Ben is literally from the future.

“Do we still talk in the future?” Darius shyly intervenes.

“Are you crazy? Who talks to their camp friends after camp ends.”

“Uh so camp never really ended…” Ben cringes.

“What do you mean, camp doesn’t end?” Yasmina sits up.

They’re in for a wild ride.

Ben watches as the teen version of the camp fams jaws are wide open in shock and disbelief.

“6 whole months?” Brooklynn can’t even stand.

Yaz interjects, “What the hell do you mean we almost died several times?”

Sammy’s pacing, “Oh gosh… Are we okay?”

“Yea we’re all fine, except for some scars here and there.” Ben’s unbothered, he’s told this story multiple times.

“What scars?!” Darius yells before awkwardly sinking into the couch.

“Well Kenji has some scars from that earthquake, Yaz doesn’t run anymore because of her bad ankle, I have the scars from the pteranodons…”

“Can we see?” Sammy speaks before she can think—“Oh sorry! That’s rude isn’t it?”

“No I don’t mind.” Ben exhales before turning around and lifting his shirt. His scars are completely healed but his back and shoulders are completely mangled and scarred.

“Sick…” Brooklynn snaps a pic.

Kenji on the other hand, gags.

Ben lowers his shirt, “Thanks Kenj, real nice.”

“Sorry, that’s just… Oh gross.”

“Uh any romances?” Sammy tries to lighten the mood.

“Really Sammy? You wanna talk about romance after Ben just told us we’re all traumatized?” Yasmina pouts on the couch.

“I’m tryin’ to lighten the mood!”

“Oh yea! Yaz was gonna propose to Sammy soon. Saw the ring.” Ben sighs, reminiscing the day he went with Yaz to pick the ring out.

“What?!” The entire camp fam yells out.

“Oh man, you guys aren’t ready for the relationships.” Ben rubs the back of his neck.

Yaz and Sammy are blushing awkwardly, while Brooklynn and Darius look perplexed. Kenji’s just sitting there.

“Yea then Kenji dumped Brooklynn.”

“Why?” Brooklynn slams her hand on the table.

“That’s a whole other story.” Ben rolls his eyes.

“Well what happens for me then?” Ben forgot Kenji has always been a hopeless romantic. But teenage Kenji had internalized homophobia.

“Uh. Next question.” Ben awkwardly chuckles.

“Dude your groupchat is blowing up.” Brooklynn somehow got ahold of Ben’s phone.

“Hey! Give it back!”

Brooklynn laughs as she runs around with Ben’s phone, scrolling through his contacts. She quickly stops on her tracks though when she sees what Kenji sent Ben.