After stopping to buy snacks for the weekend the trio of friends - who were an odd looking mixture - eventually arrived at the loch just as the clouds darkened and the rain started. The drive up had been a slow torturous one. The traffic was horrible due to a massive crash on the motorway and there was a tension between the friends who had basically sat in silence throughout the whole journey. Amethyst decided that enough was enough, she was not going to spend the weekend, raining or not, miserable. It wasn't often that the three of them really had the chance to do something other than order pizza and watch films. She grabbed Harvey's shoulders making him jump slightly.
She chuckled "Aw come on Harvey, I'm not that scary, cheer up."
She shot Jareth a cheeky grin "That goes for you too, huffy." Jareth looked at Amethyst and snorted with contempt at the comment before proceeding to take off his seat belt and storming out of the car. At this display of temper Harvey shrugged Amethyst's paws off his shoulders and sighed.
Amethyst felt a little rejected and with a groan she un-clicked her own seat belt "I guess that means we are getting checked in then?" she said as climbed out of the car.
Amethyst stood beside the car and let the heavy rain pass over her as she took in her surroundings before running to catch up with Jareth. The building in front of her was a dismal sight to behold. It was a large grey, gloomy looking building that looked considerably older than the cabins, caravans and tents that surrounded it. The reception area stood out against the greenery and looked like it did not belong anywhere near a loch camp-site. Harvey remained in the car, grinning to himself
what she doesn't know.
He figured he should join his two friends in the reception, and was disappointed to see that the receptionist was a very plain looking tabby cat with mousy coloured hair that hung limply on her shoulders, which ruined his fantasy that all receptionists were good looking. He walked over and gave Jareth a rough but playful nudge, nearly knocking the slight fox off his feet.