Disclaimer: I don't own Camp Rock

Description: Shane decides maybe he should finally make Jason that birdhouse.

: set the day after Final Jam

: (and I don't know Jason's last name, so I'll make it up)

Birdhouse- A Camp Rock One-Two or Three-Shot

"Dude, I get that you're on like cloud 7 or whatever, but…" Jason Draper was speaking to his friend and band-mate Shane Gray, who was laying on his bed staring at the ceiling.

"I think the term is cloud 9, not 7, Jason." Shane smirked, interrupting his friend.

"Oh." Jason said stupidly, "Well, whatever cloud you're on get off it."

Shane frowned, turned his head to look at Jason, "Why? And who says I'm on any cloud?"

"Please. Everybody can tell. Ever since you found that girl last night you've been in a daze, But you need to snap out of it because it's the almost the end of camp and-"

"Don't remind me…" Shane said, sadness lacing his words.

Jason rolled his eyes, "Again with the cloud thing."

"Sorry man. What were you saying?"

"I was saying that it's almost the end of camp and you still haven't made me that birdhouse you promised…" Jason said, trying to be subtle, but failing miserably.

Shane rolled his eyes, "Again, I did not promise to make you a birdhouse, and I'm not going to."

"Oh come on… Is it too much to do this one little thing for me?" Jason pleaded, kneeling beside Shane's bed, clasping his hands together as if he were begging, which he was.

Shane exhaled loudly, "Jason, for the last time, I am NOT making you a birdhouse!"

"Please? Please please please please pleeeeeeeeeease??"

"NO!" Shane exclaimed, thoroughly annoyed.

"Oh come on, you know you want to…"

"Shane, just make him the stupid birdhouse already! He's getting really annoying!" Nate, their other band member demanded. Nate had spent the majority of the summer listening to Jason talk about how great this birdhouse was going to be, and had had to endure his disappointment when he'd found out Shane still hadn't made it. Nate normally wouldn't encourage his friend to make a birdhouse, but Jason was getting really annoying with all his talk about it, so he'd make an exception.

"Hey! Since when do you take his side?" Shane asked, sitting up.

"Since I had to put up with him all summer, while you got to enjoy the peace and quiet out here."

"Peace and quiet? You obviously don't remember what this place is like…"

"Whatever, just go make the birdhouse!" Nate growled, pulling Shane up and pushing him out the door.

Jason called after him, "Make sure it's blue and yellow!"

A/N: That's it for right now. I'm not sure if I should have another chapter and make this a two-shot or a three-shot. If you give me some reviews, please tell me what you think and if it should be a one-two-or three shot! (oh, and just so you know, if this turns into a two or three shot, there'll be some Smitchie in it! Because really, would Shane be able to make a birdhouse by himself?)