Yay camp!

[modofthehat]

WHO: Everyone going to camp
TONE: Yay camp!
RATING: PG to account for swearing
WHEN: 22 to 23 July
WHERE: All over camp
WHAT: First two days of camp! Time to get settled in and explore what's around.
STATUS: ONGOING

The camp isn't too different from any other camp. Cabins where people will stay, a space for a bonfire, a nearby lake for everyone to swim in, and of course, a thick morning mist all around the camp, because it's pretty early in the morning.

Still! There's stuff to do already. Those beds won't assign themselves, nor will those bags unpack themselves. Like it's just been said, there's no marked beds, so it's up to each and every one of you to work out the sleeping arrangements yourselves.

But once you're done, you're free to roam around, take a swim, climb a tree, explore the woods, and other assorted camp activities you do when you have free time.

Have fun kids!

Comments

[allamericanreject]

[Oh shit it's this asshole! Augh! Act...natural.]

...

[Comes up behind him and covers his eyes.]

Guess who~?

[The rest of that sentence being "...'s naked before you are~?"]

[rule_britannia]

[But Alfred isn't going to get to finish that sentence, because Arthur reacts on instinct and drives his elbow back hard towards the other boy's stomach.

He squirms away, and his eyes widen for a moment]

Alfred! I'm s--

[Arthur cuts himself off, and scowls]

What the bloody hell do you think you're doing?!

[allamericanreject]

OW, GODDAMN IT!

[This time he takes a swat at Arthur's head with the hand that ISN'T holding his stomach.]

Would you quit hittin' me, asshole?? I was FUCKIN' WITH YA!

[While naked. So...maybe this wasn't a great idea.]

[rule_britannia]

[Arthur bristles, clenching his fists]

You snuck up on me! You know I hate that! It's your own stupid fault if you're going to creep up behind me bollock naked and deliberately act like a tosser!

[allamericanreject]

I'm like the only person who ever sneaks up on you, you IDIOT! I just figured you had enough a brain to realize that!

[Well, now he's less pissed and more huffy than anything.]

Why're you out here anyway? I didn't think you the type to go running around "bollock naked," as you put it. There's a load of naked people.

[And look, he did the finger-quotes too.]

[rule_britannia]

I heard the noise, I was wondering what was going on.

[He scowls]

I didn't expect to find the entire bloody camp skinny-dipping in the lake.

[allamericanreject]

...So I'm not the only one who thinks that this is irresponsible, am I?

[He crosses his arms, regarding everyone else as they splashed around and carried on with whatever shenanigans they were taking part in.]

Do the adults care, you think?

[WE ARE NOW HAVING NORMAL CONVERSATION.]

[rule_britannia]

... You think it's irresponsible?

[Pardon this expression of disbelief, he just can't believe you said something so.. normal]

I don't know if they care. I suppose we'll find out soon enough.

[Arthur rolls his eyes slightly]

The herd mentality here is astonishing.

[allamericanreject]

...I think a lot of shit we do is irresponsible. Doesn't mean I'm not gonna do it, y'know.

[Shrug.]

I only came out here because Amelia mentioned it. And because where else am I gonna be able to swim and free-ball at the same time?

[rule_britannia]

Eugh.

[Suddenly, that expression of interest is gone, and Arthur just looks bored again]

I don't plan on staying here.

[allamericanreject]

Why not? You're here, you have to skinny dip too. Don't make me have to throw you in, Artiecakes.

[He smirks mischievously.]

[rule_britannia]

[Breathe, Arthur]

... If you call me that again, I will hex your hair off.

[allamericanreject]

If you hex my hair off, I'll make sure to return the favor and break your nose for good measure.

[Not even mad, bro.]

Now why don't you just relax, dude? We're supposed to have fun and chill. Swallow the tease and swim. Who knows, you might enjoy yourself. If, that is, you aren't already enjoying the view.

[Ssh, he can't help but be a showoff.]

[rule_britannia]

I might be enjoying the view if it wasn't full of people cavorting about bollock naked.

[He frowns, then shrugs and turns away]

I'd rather watch grass grow.

[allamericanreject]

Ouch, okay.

Well just for the sake of having fun at camp, why don't you cavort about naked too? It's just a swim, my god. Stop being so stuffy!

[He's not letting it go, and if you insist on being stubborn he's going to cling to you like the asshole that he is. All of the naked while he's doing it too. DO YOU WANT THAT?]

[rule_britannia]

[Arthur stiffens, his back going rod-straight]

Swimming naked is not my idea of fun, Jones. Leave me alone before I bring my knee up towards somewhere delicate on your person.

[allamericanreject]

Then SWIM WITH YOUR CLOTHES ON! JUST SWIM! COME ON! IT'S FUN!

[He leans in close. Here have a secret whispered into your ear. All of the No homo.]

If you knee me in the junk Imma bite your ear off, jackhole.

[rule_britannia]

...

[Bite his ear off? Arthur's quite sure that Alfred won't be able to move with how quickly his knee comes jerking up against the other boy's groin]

STOP FUCKING TOUCHING ME, YOU BLOODY PRICK.

[allamericanreject]

[Very true, yes. There is no Tysoning here, only YELPING AND FALLING BACKWARDS CLUTCHING HIS MANPARTS AND SEEING ALL OF THE STARS.]

AUUUGH OH MY GOD YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE, THOSE ARE MY BALLS, FUCK!!

[THIS ISN'T FUNNY ANYMORE.]

[rule_britannia]

I warned you! I've been warning you for five years to quit putting your god damned hands all over me and you keep doing it!

[Yelling at a temporarily crippled boy on the ground? Why not. Never mind that Alfred probably isn't listening]

What the hell is wrong with you, Alfred?! It's almost as if you like it when I hurt you!

[allamericanreject]

SH...Shut up, I'm fucking sorry! Goddamn!

[It's all he can manage before he curls up on the ground. There are probably so many things he'd WANT to say, normally. Many scathing things, others defensive.

But oh god he was going to die, that hurt so bad. No amount of touching on Arthur would have warranted this, not even if he was on Arthur's side.]

N-nhh...

[He is not crying. No. He's not. Except he is...]

[rule_britannia]

[He's trying to stay angry, he really is, but the more he thinks on it the more he thinks that his reaction had been.. a little uncalled for.

Just a little.

And maybe he shouldn't have kneed Alfred in the groin]

Ugh...

[Arthur shrugs off his light summer jacket and crouches to put it over Alfred, giving him at least some semblance of dignity]

[allamericanreject]

[There is no dignity to be had when you've been nutbusted and you're curled up in the fetal position and whining. He's not about to talk, not when just trying to catch his breath makes him retch.

So feel guilty. Because he's going to make you feel guilty later if you don't feel enough now.]

[rule_britannia]

That was your own fault, you know.

[He crouches next to the other boy, keeping a slight distance between them]

[allamericanreject]

[It's a while before Alfred feels up to answering back, and when he does he peers up at Arthur with reddened eyes.]

Five years...'n you still think'm gonna hurt you with my hands...? 'M not your brothers. Stupid...'m not gonna hit you.