Caleb stepped out of her bed and slipped on a large puddle that surrounded it. Forgetting everything else for the moment, the councilor rushed to her. "Are you alright?" He asked her.
Caleb growned as she sat up. "Yeah." She gave a disgusted look at the liquid she had fallen in and gave it a sniff. Looking around she saw something under her bed. "I think the dehumidifier you put here is leaking." She told him.
"Dehumidifier?" The councilor asked
Crap, crap, crap!
The fact that the pubertyaway was found wasn't the biggest concern. Yeah, it meant Hank was a hop, skip, and a jump away from getting caught, but there was a bigger concerned.
If it was leaking, then it was leaking the maturity of Hank and his cabin mates. It was completely useless as a liquid. Caleb's little tumble wouldn't have any effect, but they needed it to get back to their real age.
Hank got up and walked around to get a better look. The puddle was rather large. Hank started doing the math. The device was meant to work on people below 20, which means the maximum number of years it was expected to hold was around 18. With everyone's maturity being stored to in it, the device had tried to store twice as much.
With it spilling all over the floor, there was a possibility that not everyone would be returning to normal. If Hank was right about the storage capacity, then only half of them would be going back to 16, and even then he wasn't sure if they would return to boys. If some of them were going to be denied the gel, it wasn't hard to guess that the guilty party would be in the half that is left a pre-teen girl.
Her heart was beating quickly. The camp councilor took the device from under the bed. "This isn't one of ours." Examining it, he saw the label. "This is a pubertyway. We don't have any of these."
Everyone started looking around. Finally a girl called out. "Where's Hank?"
Hank raised her hand. "Here." No point in lying about which boy she was, they could figure it out soon enough.
"You do this?" Another yelled.
Hank thought quickly. The truth, or a lie. She was smart and good on her feet. How did she want to play this?