"Author"'s Note: To be honest, I've never actually seen an episode of this show, ever. This story stems from clips I HAVE seen, interesting character (relationships and dynamics), pretty boys and all the slash fanfic from the fandom that I accidently stumbled upon. Seriously. So apologies for OOC-ness and inconsistancies with the show.

Disclaimer: I don't own 'em. (Nor do I particularly wish to). Just attempting to amuse myself here by playing with them...

Feedback: Yes, please. Feedback = good. Constructive critisism = good. Flames = bad and will be used to start a bonfire. Mmkay thanks.

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He was eating breakfast when Tori barged in and boosted herself up onto the table. "'Morning, Cam." She greeted cheerfully.

Cam swallowed a mouthful of juice. "Good morning, Tori. You're in an awfully good mood today."

She grinned, snagging a chunk of melon off the plate he was eating from. Ignored the mock-glare Cam shot in her direction. "Aren't I always?"

"You've got plans with Blake, haven't you?" He asked dryly. Not even waiting for an answer, Cam forged on. "Where are Shane and Dustin?"

"They're doing the male-bonding thing. As if they haven't done enough of that already. Uh huh." Her bare legs swung carelessly over the side of the slab of wood. "They said they're playing basketball." She snorted. "Right."

Loud, argumentative voices from down the hall disrupted their chatter, increasing in volume with every passing moment. Tori raised a quizzical eyebrow at Cam, who responded with a long-suffering sigh.

"They've been at it all morning."

"Blake and Hunter?" A nod informed her of the affirmative as she folding her legs onto the table. "About…?"

"Oh, who knows with those two? They get along fine and all of a sudden, they're tearing into each other about everything." Cam rolled his eyes. "Never a dull moment with the Thunders around."

As if to confirm his statement, Blake chose that exact moment to stomp through the kitchen and out the exit without stopping to acknowledge either party in the room.

Pushing off her perch, a worried expression now gracing her features where a grin was only moments before, Tori made to follow him.

"Wait! You're not leaving me here to deal with Hunter, are you?"

"Would you rather go after Blake?" Tori called pointedly over her shoulder.

And with that, she was gone.

"Point taken." Cam muttered to himself. "This is just great." He dropped his fork onto his plate. "Three…two…one…"

On cue, Hunter slunk into the kitchen.

Cam smirked. "Well, good morning, sunshine."

Hunter grunted in response, digging through a cupboard, back turned to Cam.

"Everything okay?"

Another grunt. Hunter found what he was looking for and skulked away.

Sighing again, Cam scraped his chair back to abandon his breakfast and follow him.