FINALLY! This took too long! I sorry!
"So, what are you guys doing after lunch?" Sherman asked.
"Uhm, working here?" Spinner reminded him.
"He means what activity." Agura rolled her eyes. "Nice try at the sarcasm, though."
"I do my best." He smirked.
"Anyway, we're…arts and crafts." Vert responded.
"Haha! Suckers!" Zoom laughed.
"Why?" Vert asked.
"Oh, sure, because combining second graders and glue ALWAYS works out!" Zoom snorted.
"Yeah? What about you guys?" Agura asked.
"Uhm….swimming." Spinner responded.
"Oh, sure, because combining fifth graders and water ALWAYS works out!" Agura shot back.
"Oh, sure, because combining your words into someone else's joke ALWAYS works out!" Stanford said, wanting to join the conversation.
"Oh, sure, because combining yourself and someone else's conversation ALWAYS works out!" Agura replied.
"Oh, sure, because combining Stanford and Agura ALWAYS works out!" Spinner groaned.
"Oh, sure, because combining Spinner and a joke ALWAYS works out!" Agura got a few laughs at that one.
"Oh, sure, because combining Agura and a long pointless conversation ALWAYS works out!" AJ joined in.
"It seemed to work out for you, AJ." Stanford said, and Spinner and Agura turned on him.
"YOU RUINED IT!" They both cried.
"Way to go, Stan, that was our mealtime entertainment!" AJ groaned.
"Oh, sure, because combining mealtime and entertainment ALWAYS-"
"SO TEZZ! What are you doing after lunch?" Vert stopped Spinner.
"I believe that me and Stanford will be teaching…what is team building?" Tezz asked after a brief examination of his paper. The team gave each another uneasy glances, all thinking the same thing but not daring to say it.
"Something you could learn about." Unless, of course, you were Stanford.
"What do you mean by that?" Tezz challenged, and Vert decided to intervene.
"Team building is like a bunch of activities that teach kids…and people, how to work better together as a team." Vert explained, trying to be subtle.
"Then why do we not practice these activities at training?" Tezz retorted.
"Well, most of us already work well together as a team. Sometimes, people just need a little help remembering that they have to watch out for everyone." Vert said, and Agura gave him a thumbs up.
"Hmph. I do not see how pointless exercises will help us defeat the Reds." Tezz replied, ending the conversation and leaving to join his group. Vert sighed.
"You tried your best." Agura patted his shoulder. "Who knows? Maybe those kids'll teach him a thing or two."
"I hope so." Vert muttered. "Alright, kiddies, let's go to arts and crafts!" He announced, and the second graders followed him and Agura into the art room, where they found their craft: macaroni sculptures.
"You have got to be kidding me." Vert deadpanned as the kids swarmed into the chairs, scrambling for dry noodles and fighting over bottles of glue. "How are we going to-"
"Everybody, freeze!" Agura commanded, and every kid in the room looked up at her authorative tone. "Take a seat, and put every noodle back. That means the ones in your pockets, Joey." A red-headed mischief maker sighed, removing the loot as the kids snickered. "Now, pick one or two people and share a glue bottle with them. Vert is going to pass out paper for you to glue the noodles on, okay? Only the paper. Got it?" The kids nodded as Vert handed them construction paper.
"Ew! I got pink!" One of the boys exclaimed.
"See if someone will trade with you." Agura sighed.
"Well, what if they don't?"
"Then you'll have to use it." She replied, passing out bottles.
"Well, what if I don't wanna?"
Agura resisted the urge to say "Sucks for you!" and instead chose "You don't have to make one if you don't want to."
"Well, what if I want to?" She took an exasperated breath.
"Then you have to use the pink."
"But I don't-"
"Nick! Just ask someone to trade, okay?" Vert stopped him, saving Agura.
"Thank you." She sighed, sitting down.
"Eh. Don't mention it." He began, then changed his mind. "Actually, you could thank me by telling me what TJ said to you earlier?" He hinted.
"Oh, that?" Agura asked, innocently teasing him. "Nothing important."
"Aw, come on!" He protested.
"Nope." She shook her head. "It was old news, anyway."
"What do you mean by that?" Vert asked.
"You really wanna know?" She challenged jokingly. Vert nodded. "Well-JOEY! KEEP THAT OUT OF YOUR HAIR!" Agura sprinted over to the trouble-maker, whose red hair was now a goopy Elmer's white.
"Oh, man." Vert sighed, grabbing a paper towel.
"No, don't bother, I'll have to wash it out." Agura shooed him off, directing Joey to the sink. "Alright, come on." She tilted his head so that she could rinse the glue out of his hair.
"No! Agh! Water! Save me!"
"Oh, tone it down, ya drama queen." Agura huffed as the kids got a giggle out of the feminine reference.
"Ow! You got glue in my nose!"
"Well, gee, I wonder how it got there?" She murmured sarcastically. Vert snickered.
"Alright, kids, back to work."
"Wait! Can you help me?" One of the girls asked, starting a chain reaction, and soon Vert's fingers were covered in glue.
"Hey, what took you so long?" He asked as Agura and Joey finally rejoined the group.
"Oh, it looked like you were having so much fun with those kids, I just couldn't bring myself to interrupt." She said sweetly but with that mischievous glint in her eyes.
"You little-" Vert fake-growled, chasing her around the room with his sticky fingers.
"Get her!" All the boys chanted, while the girls responded with "Run, Miss Agura!" Finally, Vert had her cornered next to the easels.
"Gotcha!" He exclaimed, making a charge. Agura responded by taking a paintbrush and smearing his cheek with green.
"Yeeaaaaahhhh!" All the kids cheered.
"So that's how it is?" Vert challenged, using the glue to steal the paintbrush from her and paint a red streak through her hair. The kids went wild as they gathered around to pick sides.
"Oh, bring it on!" Agura replied, taking an entire can of red paint and smearing it into his hair. Vert responded by combing his fingers through his hair to catch the extra and pulling her into a bear hug, spreading it across her back and burying his dripping hair into her neck.
"NEH!" Agura tried to squirm out of his "colorful" grasp, but he held tightly. Finally,
Agura ducked out, dunking her hands in blue and leaving two handprints on his chest.
"What? No! People are gonna think I got molested!" Vert hissed in her ear.
"Whoops!" Agura grinned, submerging her hands one more time and daringly left a handprint on his…er, behind.
"Agura!" Vert exclaimed, blushing bright red to match the paint on her neck.
"Uhm…?" They heard Dan's voice from the doorframe.
"Oh." Vert separated himself form Agura. "Hey, Dan."
"Hey man, this is a kid's camp. Grab a room or something!" He pretend lectured, making both of them turn deep purple. "Just kidding, but seriously, I am not cleaning this up. I'll take your kids to the game room for awhile while you two lovebirds clean up." He gestured to where some white paint had been splashed on the ground.
"That better be just paint, Vert."
Agura snickered as Vert shook his head.
"It was a paint fight!" He tried weakly as the kids filed out.
"Yeah, paint as a smex toy. Okay, Vert. I admit that's a new one." Dan grinned to show he was kidding, then left in order to have the last word.
"Ugh….that guy." Vert groaned, picking up the paint jars.
"He certainly has a way with words." Agura muttered as she rinsed the paint off her arm. "Here, you should probably wipe that off." She handed him a damp paper towel, gesturing to his backside.
"Right." Vert grinned. "Wouldn't want people knowing you're a molester."
"Shut up!" Agura swatted him with a paintbrush, but her smile revealed her true feelings.
"Really? You wanna start this again? Because this time I will paint your butt!" Vert threatened, with no small amount of courage.
"Oh really?" She smirked, turning around to face the sink and daring him. Vert shrugged, dipping his hand in black so that it wouldn't show on her shorts and giving her butt a little pat. Agura squealed in surprise; she hadn't known Vert had the guts to actually do it!
"Oh, so you like being molested?" He taunted.
"Depends on the molester. You seemed to enjoy it." She shot back playfully.
"…Maybe." Vert shrugged. "What do you mean by depends on?"
"I mean…" Agura moved behind him to put the paintbrushes back. "That it depends…" She silently dipped her hand in the green, "On the technique." She squeezed both his cheeks then sprinted away laughing.
"Ahh!" Vert cried out, shocked.
"That sounded orgasmic." Agura snorted.
"Maybe it was." Vert hinted, grabbing for her waist and leaving a red handprint.
"I should say so." Agura said, grasping his chest. It went from an innocent clean-up to a fierce contest to see who could get the most paint on the other. And Vert had to admit, it was more than one kind of fun.
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"So…" You guys have swimsuits?" Spinner addressed the fifth graders.
"No, we're just going to swim in our underwear!" One of their hecklers, Tyler, muttered sarcastically.
"Great. Strip down and get in." Zoom decided to play along.
"What?" Tyler said as the kids laughed.
"You heard the man!" Spinner added. Tyler flushed bright red then began taking off his shirt.
"Woah, JK, dude. Everyone put on your suits and meet back here once you're done." Spinner instructed, and in about ten minutes the kids were back.
"Hey, uhm…Do we need to like, instruct them?" Spinner whispered to Zoom, who shrugged. "Okay kids, go swim! Uhm…don't drown and…yeah! Have fun!" The Cortez instructed, sitting in a beach chair next to Zoom as the kids ran into the pool.
"Uh, Spinner?"
"Yeah Zoom?"
"This is awkward…" The Scout twiddled his thumbs.
"What?" Spinner replied, intrigued now.
"Why don't any of these girls have boobs?" He whispered the last bit.
"Dude! Weren't there any girls in the Order?" Spinner asked. Zoom shook his head.
"There were, but we never swam with them."
"Well, y'see, my innocent little Zoomie, most girls don't really…er…well, at their age…uhm…ASK AGURA!"
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Meanwhile, Stanford and Tezz were having fun with the group of fourth graders.
"So, you guys need to use this…thing." Stanford gestured to a skateboard-like square with four wheels on the bottom, "And this rope, to get your entire team to the other side. And you can't touch the floor. Got it? Any questions?" Stanford didn't bother to look around at the few tentative hands. "Okay, good! Go!" Stanford sat down in a chair as the kids began puzzling over how to solve the scenario.
"Shouldn't we instruct the children in some way?" Tezz asked the Brit, who was already bobbing his head to his headphones.
"Why?" Stanford huffed.
"Well, I feel that-"
"Tezz." The red-head held up a hand. "Children are like my mother's cooking. You can't possibly improve it, so you simply avoid it at all costs." Tezz huffed, turning his back to watch the kids struggle through the problem.
Intriguing though process. He commented to himself as he observed their attempts. I personally would have preferred working alone, but for these children it seems almost natural. While Tezz contemplated the mysteries of being around people and not detesting it (Sarcasm. Hear it?) Agura and Vert's "paint war" had taken an interesting turn.
"Ooh! Vert!" Agura giggled as he slowly smeared more of the paint on her behind.
"Sorry, I'm trying to find your style of molester." He said sexily, kissing her paint-covered cheek.
"You're close..." Agura pulled him down to meet her lips, leaving a green handprint on his back.
"How close?" Vert moved his hand down to her thigh, and she in turn kissed him back a little harder.
"Let's just say…" She laid her hand on top of his. "You're getting there."
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Meanwhile, Sherman and AJ were busy taking their kids on a hike through the surrounding forest.
"My legs hurt…" Billy whined. "Can you carry me?"
"No, they should carry me!" More voices joined in.
"Don't worry, just a few more days and then you can have water." AJ said cheerily.
"Whaaaaat?" Everyone whined.
"I was kidding, guys. Come on! Enjoy the nature!" AJ bent down, pointing at a small plant.
"See? Look at this cute little guy! It's a…well, it's…"
"Poison Ivy?" Sherman suggested as AJ immediately released his grip.
"AGH! I'M ALLERGIC TO POISON IVY!" The Canadian cried in distress.
"Dude, everyone is allergic to Poison Ivy!" Sherman rolled his eyes.
"Er, right." AJ stood up, acting as if nothing had happened.
"Kids, don't touch the Poison Ivy!"
Ugh, I really hope this made up for the long wait….