Today was a rare day of rest for the gang at camp, with no duties or tasks to be done. It was a day dedicated solely to relaxation. However, things were going too well, causing Dutch to become concerned. Normally, you would have already caused some chaos, but this time, he hadn't seen you in a while.

Dutch panicked and urgently called out to the gang, desperately asking for your whereabouts. The fear in his voice was evident, and you couldn't help but laugh at his reaction.

"Up here!" you shouted from a tree, perched on a branch.

You had claimed to have great parkour skills, and climbing up the tree seemed like the perfect opportunity to prove it. However, Dutch had always been hesitant to let you demonstrate these skills, fearing that you might get injured. He didn't believe your claims about parkour and never allowed you to try it.

Now, Dutch was yelling out of desperation, trying to mask his worry with anger. "Come down here right now!" he yelled again, this time with rage. But his underlying concern and love for you were unmistakable.