Just a little silly story I made up on the spot. I do not own the Jonas Brothers or any of the Camp Rock characters.


Birdhouse Buddies

One fine summer day, at the Camp Rock crafts table, sat the three members of Connect 3 and Mitchie. The group sat in silence 'till the last person showed up. Mitchie waved politely as Tess sat at the crafts table.

"Yay, we're finally making a birdhouse!" Jason exclaimed happily. "Group hug!" Jason grabbed everyone and pulled them in for a group hug.

"Can't…breathe…" Shane gasped, turning purple.

Nate pulled away angrily. "Okay, that's it! I've had it with the group hugs! I'm outta here!" Nate threw a popsicle stick and stomped off, grumbling to himself.

"Wait, don't go! I love you!" Tess announced, holding out a rose.

"Say 'I love you' again and I'm kickin' your-" Nate tried.

"Birdhouse is done!" Jason smiled, tossing his birdhouse into the air.

The birdhouse seemed to float for a few seconds, and then instantly fell on Tess's head.

"Ow!" She yelped, looking upward. "What was that?"

Just as Tess rose her eyes, a bird flew by and squirted poo on her face.

"Ew! There's a ghost on my face!" Tess began, sniffing. "And it smells!"

"Why didn't it fly away?" Jason wondered aloud.

Shane shook his head, and placed an arm around him. "Jas, we've been over this. Birds fly. Not birdhouses. Birds.

"Oh," Jason paused. "Let's make some birds, then!"

Shane rolled his eyes.

Mitchie sat impatiently in her seat. "When do we start singing?"

Shane let out a fake chuckle, "Never. There will be no singing during arts and crafts."

"Fiddlesticks," Mitchie grumbled, crossing her arms over her chest.

Jason came over, holding a penguin in his arms. "I found a penguin. They fly, right?"

"'Fraid not, Jason," Shane admitted.

"Butterfingers," Jason said, dropping the penguin.

"Where!?" Mitchie questioned.

After taking a short breather, Nate came back to the crafts table. "I'm ba-ack!" He said, in a sing-song voice.

Jason looked up from his work, puzzled. "You were gone?"

"Yeah," Nate huffed.

"Oh…" Jason paused. "Then you need a 'welcome back' hug!"

"Oh no! Not again!" Nate cried, running away from Jason.

"Wait, Nate!" Jason yelled. He paused, "Hey, that rhymes." He smiled a few seconds longer, then chased after his hug-hating brother.

There was a pause among the crafts group.

"So," Mitchie started. "Do we sing now?"

"No!" Shane yelled.

The End


I originally wrote this in play form, and maybe later I'll put that version on a different chapter, but I personally like this version better. Like I said...silly. Hope you enjoyed it! )