Sorry, had writer's block. Finally came up with this...

Oh, and challenge to the Hamiltonians: see if you can find the two Hamilton quotes (they may not be word for word, but they're pretty close), not counting my t-shirt. 

DAY ELEVEN, part one

After the vacationers had a Strawberry Breakfast (and Cortana had to use her EpiPen because she'd forgotten she was allergic to strawberries), they all went to the grassy field to wait for the Manager, who'd said that she had "something special" planned for them.

While they waited, Sprankje decided to talk to adorable Teacup. "So," she said, crouching down. "You wanna learn...lock picking? It's really fun."

Teacup nodded excitedly. Over the days, Tecaup had gotten much better at speaking, though she could still only say words that were four letters or less. "Lock pick! Lock pick! Show me lock pick, Spkj!"

Sprankje grinned and pulled out a blue "practice lock" from her concealed jacket pocket. She handed it to Teacup. The lock was more than half her size, and Teacup struggled to carry it, but she manged to hop with it to her teacup in which she was always carried. She put the lock inside. "Now show me, Spkj!"

Sprankje was about to pull an bobby pin from her other concealed pocket, but then she saw the Manager striding onto the field. "Later," she told the CAPTCHA. "And sit on it." Hermione might get mad if she knew she was teaching Teacup the art of lockpicking.

"Okay!" Teacup giggled happily, and sat on top of the lock to hide it. 

Owlgirl was wearing a red shirt that said, "Just like my country I'm young, scrappy, and hungry." She looked much more energetic than she had been the day before, though there were still deep circles underneath her eyes from staying up so late. "Gather 'round me, everybody!" she said brightly. The vacationers did so.

"I wonder what we're doing," Clouded Leopard whispered to Mirax.

"We are going to have lots of fun today, because you are going to play..." She held up a blue and a red bandana. "Capture the Flag!" 

Everyone cheered, especially the AEs. "IS IT LIKE THAT DEMIGOD CAPTURE THE FLAG BROOKE MENTIONED WHERE YOU GET TO USE SWORDS ON EACH OTHER?" MP yelled.

"Are we doing Divergent-style Capture the Flag with paintballs?" someone else asked.

The Manager continued, "No, neither of those. No swords, no paintballs." A few Awwwwws from the AEs. "I'll explain everything. You're going to be divided into teams, Red and Blue. Your goal is to capture the other team's flag, obviously. Where I'm standing right now, I'm going to put a stick in the ground, and that stick marks where the two teams' turfs meet. If you are on enemy turf, then you can be tagged. If you're tagged, you go to the other team's jail and you stay there until someone from your own team who hasn't been captured can tag you and free you. Now let me count how many we have here..."

The Manager did a head count. "Sixteen. An even number." Owlgirl winced slightly. There were twenty-five at the beginning of the trip, before the murders started. "Okay then, the teams..."

On the Red Team was Masked Piester, Sprankje, Hermione, Teacup, Squeak, Bumblebuddy, Shadowmoon, and Crypto.

On the Blue Team was Saphira, Cortana, Mirax, Whistler, Luna, Clouded Leopard, Danie, and Nougat.

The Manager gave the teams five minutes to develop their strategy.

"Teacup, you stay with me. You're too little for this. It might get rough," Hermione told her CAPTCHA, gently slipping Teacup in her Teacup into her pocket. The bunny's head poked out.

"Listen up, Red Team!" Bumblebuddy barked. "We need to come up with a good plan!"

"Rrrrrrred Team...rrrrrrred is the colorrrrrrr of blood," Crypto offered, purring on his Rs.

"What a morbid and completely irrelevant input," Hermione muttered.

"LET'S DESTROY THEM WITH PIE!!!" MP yelled, waving his pie blaster in the air. 

Squeak stepped back a little. He was always nervous and shy, but he was especially intimidated by MP.

"Pickpocketing!" Sprankje cried.

"No, no, no, none of these are plans!" Hermione said. "Let's start over. Where are we going to hide our flag?"

"Well we can't actually hide it," Shadowmoon pointed out. "Only guard it. Look around. We're playing on a big, open field.

"Who says we need to hide it on the field?" Sprankje declared, snatching the flag from Bumblebuddy's hands. She had her teammates' attention now. "We can hide it in the forest! It's like, right there!"

"Are you crazy? We're not allowed to go there," Shadowmoon told her.

"But it's a really good idea! The other team won't be expecting it! They'll be putting theirs out on the field," Sprankje explained. "See, we can have one or two people at the far end of our turf, pretending to guard the flag. Meanwhile, I'll go hide it in the forest."

"That's actually not a bad strategy," Hermione admitted. "But...we can't disobey direct orders."

"Yeah, we can't go in the forest!" Bumblebuddy said.

"I won't go very far into it," Sprankje pressed. She stepped closer to Bumblebuddy. "This is the only way we can win, Bumblebuddy. You do want to win, right?"

Bumblebuddy's dark eyes hardened with ambition. "Yes. Of course I do. I am competitive. Yes!" Her voice rose. "I want to win!"

"Bumblebuddy, we can't put it in the forest! Owlgirl said they don't know what's in there--" Shadowmoon argued.

Bumblebuddy cut her off, locking eyes with Shadowmoon menacingly. "Who put you in charge, Shadowmoon? You don't have a plan; you just hate mine. We're going to stick. To. This. You have a better idea?"

Shadowmoon didn't reply.

"Hermione?" Bumblebuddy asked the other CBer.

This isn't worth fighting over. I just want us to be peacful again, Hermione thought. So she shook her head.

A whistle blew shrilly.

"Let the game begin!" Owlgirl shouted.

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This Day Eleven has been so fun to write, and it's coming so easily! I guess the two days of writer's block was worth it. 

My soundtrack while handwriting the first part of this: Spy theme from Cars 2, Yorktown, Right Hand Man, Yorktown, What Comes Next, Non-Stop, Yorktown, and Yorktown again...

My sountrack while copying it out on the computer was Lindsey Stirling's self-named album. I just found out about her yesterday and started listening, and she's SO awesome. It motivates me to type faster, and it helped me focus and keep my place in my draft. My gosh, I love the music!

DAY ELEVEN, part one continued

"Let the game begin!" Owlgirl shouted.

Clouded Leopard whispered one last thing to her team, "Remember, the code word is Rochambeau, dig me?"

"Rochambeau!" the team repeated.

"You have your orders now, go guys, go!"

On the other side of the field, Sprankje started towards the trees.

Hermione slapped her forehead. The five minutes had gone by so fast. "And we still don't have a plan."

Shadowmoon shrugged. "I guess we're going to have to go with it. Can you guard the 'flag'? Try to tag anybody who comes. They won't be expecting that, since they think you'll be guarding the 'flag.'" Shadowmoon made air quotes when she said "flag."

Hermione nodded, relieved that she didn't have offense. She didn't want Teacup to fall out of her pocket.

Masked Piester charged towards the boundary, yelling crazily, his black cape trailing out behind him like that of a superhero. "PIES!!!" he screamed as he crossed into the Blue Team's turf. The Blues ran at him, ready to tag him, but he blasted pies into their faces, and they fell back into the grass. "I AM UNDEFEATABLE!!!"

"ACK! My face!" Cortana cried, clawing at the chocolate cream covering her face. MP cackled maniacally. "SORRY NOT SORRY, DEARIE-O!"

For about five seconds it looked like the "undefeatable" Masked Piester was going to reach the blue flag. Then Mirax shouted from the corner of the field. "Code Millenium Falcon!"

Merlin help us, Hermione thought. They're so organized, they have codes. 

Suddenly Saphira seemed to fly in from nowhere, blue scales gleaming like polished gemstones in the sunlight. She swooped down upon MP and snatched him from the ground with her claws and carried him in the air.

"WHAT THE BLAZES IS THIS?!" MP yelled. He struggled and writhed, but Saphira had a strong grip. Then he pointed his pie blaster up at her and started firing. The dragon's balance wavered.

"Saphira, Code Skim! Luna, do your thing!" Mirax called, sounding like a military commander.

Saphira flew closer to the ground. Luna stood a few yards away. With a howl, she ran forward and leapt up with surprising strength. She clamped her jaws around the edge of MP's blaster, wrenching it from his grasp.

"NOOOOOOOOO!!! MY BLASTER!!! NOT MY BLASTER!!! CURSE YOU AAAAAAAAAALL!!!" MP screamed furiously, still struggling.

Cortana, who had wiped the chocolate off her face pointed at him, laughing. "Ha! Loooo-ser! Sorry not sorry, MP!"

"SHUT UP!" MP yelled, his face turning as purple as the lining of his now tattered cloak.

"Rochambeau!" Clouded Leopard shouted at the same time Bumblebuddy screeched, "GO!"

Both teams' offense surged forward. Bumblebuddy and Shadowmoon ran around the Blue Team's turf, desperately trying not to get tagged by Luna and Whistler. Nougat and Squeak stood by, also defense. Danie guarded the flag.

Clouded Leopard and Cortana crossed the border. Cortana stopped in front of Crypto, who was lying on the grass, looking into the distance with a vague expression. "What a dumb, lazy cat!" she laughed at the CAPTCHA.

Crypto's mystic yellow eyes flashed. He hissed and with shocking ferocity jumped onto her head, wrapping his furry body around her face.

Cortana screeched louder than ever and ran around blindly, trying to get the cat off of her. Mp, who was still being carried by Saphira paused his cursing and kicking when he saw Cortana. "Ha! Loooo-ser! Sorry not sorry!" he mimicked in a prissy-sounding voice.

"SHUT. UP!" Cortana's face turned as purple as MP's had. Not that you could tell, since it was covered in fur.

Meanwhile, determined Shadowmoon was busy trying to tag agile Clouded Leopard. They ran around, CL expertly dodging each of Shadowmoon's attempts to touch her.

She's just too focused for me to get her, Shadowmoon thought desperately. I need a distraction.

She chased CL near Owlgirl, who was sitting in a white chair, eating buttery popcorn and watching the game like it was an action movie.

"Can you play Yorktown?" Shadowmoon asked as she passed her by.

Owlgirl's face lit up. "That's perfect for this game!" She quickly turned on her stereo and started playing "Yorktown (The World Turned Upside Down)."

CL gasped. She loved that song. (Who didn't?) She couldn't help but sing along. "The Battle of Yorktown. 1781..." 

Focus, Shadowmoon told herself, resisting the urge to rap with Hamilton and Lafayettte. She lunged forward, brushing CL's shoulder.

"No!" CL wailed. "Immigrants: we get the job done!"

The "battlefield" was pure chaos. People were running to and fro so frantically it was difficult to tell who was who and where they were going.

"Until the world turns upside-down!" Owlgirl sang.

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Sprankje slipped into the cover of the trees as Masked Piester charged into battle and yelled, "PIES!!!"

Sprankje twirled the red bandana around as she tried to decide which tree to put it in.

What is they could see the red from the field? Sprankje wondered. I should put it further in...

She took a few steps forward and suddenly tripped over a rock. She fell face-first in the dirt.

"Ow," she groaned, sitting up. Her stomach dropped when she saw her knee was bleeding. She must've cut it when she fell.

She knew it was only a scrape, but her world started to spin like a merry-go-round. She had never told anyone that the sight of her own blood, hers and not anyone else's, made her faint. Even Mirax didn't know.

Sprankje's world spun faster and faster...

Then she fainted. 

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"Rochambeau" actually was the password for the Continental Army's attacks during the American Revolutionary War...from my book about it: 

Alexander Hamilton led an American bridage againsy  one [British redoubt]; a French brigade was assigned to seize the other. "Rochambeau" was the password for their attacks. The Americans liked that because it sounded to them like "Rush on, boys!"

Aaagh this Ski lodge is so good even though I'm not in it! I really love Wicked too!