POV Fiddleford:

POV fiddleford:

Been camping before but didn't exactly like camping, mostly because of the bugs, I really don't like bugs. They scare me to death with here little exoskeleton faces and the way they move fast with here skinny legs. I would always choose making my machines for people without making any money. But today I will be camping by my own choice because I want to make sure Stanford safe. It's not like I don't want to keep my family safe too but here's something about Stanford, I started to notice him more after the break up with my ex wife. Stanford is the most handsome and stunning man I ever seen, even when he's rushing me right now and complaining like a child.

"Fiddleford we don't need pack a life worth of food" he stated as if it was the truth while waving his hands at the front door even though all I was packing was marshmallows. Was about to let this go and be responsible but being me, I yelled in annoyance "Gosh Stanford it's not like the marshmallows are going to kill you" Stanford started laughing "But you are eventually" I rolled my eyes then smiled to myself. Finally packed up everything in seconds, which was oh sooo long for Stanford to wait for.

As we were going out the door I didn't know if I forgot or Stanford didn't tell me why we were going camping, just guessed that we were looking for some monster. Thought to myself why don't I just ask, so I did "Hay ya Stanford why are we going camping anyway" Stanford raised his finger and answered in such a matter of fact way "Because Moth Man of course, silly." The name Moth Man gave me a scare until Stanford held up his journal which had a page of writing and also had a very well drawing of a realistic shadow man with bat wings, which was still scary but at least it wasn't a bug. Then I read what the journal said, come on why did the monster had to into moth's when you get in contact with it.

He puts the journal in his coat when he realised that my face looks terrified beyond belief and starts walking to find a good camping place.

Me and Stanford were walking in complete silence for such a long time, that we started walking when it was sunrise now it's sunset. It's kinda weird that for the hole time walking I never looked round to notice the forest scenery. The only thing I was focused on was how beautiful the orange red light looked on Stanford's soft mouse dark brown hair and how his skin looked so smooth but not soft at the exact same time. I was getting really tired, Stanford for some reason didn't look tired at all even after walking for a hole day being in the woods.

Once Stanford notice that I was tired he stopped and started to set up camp.

We finished setting up camp, here wasn't a lot of mosquitoes tonight but for some reason I'm not scared of mosquitoes. Luckily we were in the tent before more of them could bite. The tent that Stanford brought was small, it was big enough to fit two people but still small that it was hard to not to bump into Stanford. Don't know why Stanford cannot just buy another tent, he has enough money to buy a two story house with an basement.

It doesn't matter, what matters is getting some sleep which is hard to do with all the forest noises and the facted that we were looking for a bug monster.

Stanford tried to get me to carm down by cuddling me it did work a bit, than a loud screeching noise which just my luck it didn't sound far. I saw Stanford face trun into horror when he checked what was outside. He got up very slowly and tried to look as carm as possible but obviously failed, out of no were he kissed me before I had time process that happened.

I don't know what else to write