"Why are we here?!" complained an annoyed Edward Elric.

"Because the author thought we needed more parenting and socializing skills apparently." Mustang muttered.

"Why Pinehill Day Camp?"

"I don't know."

"So what are we doing?" asked Fury.

"We're going to be counselors and Ed and Al are campers." Farman explained. They all sighed.

"We have to be with kids?" Havoc groaned

"Don't remind me." Breda sighed.

"Oh, shut up!" Hawkeye snapped.

"This bus is creepy." Al shivered. "The kids are scaring me."

"Don't panic," Havoc reassures.

"Ok, time for a camp song!" a counselor cheerfully says.

"Ok, panic." He screams. "Ahhh!"

"Stay on the sunny side…"

"They have been through six verses and they won't stop." Ed shuttered.

"Don't worry, we'll be there soon." Mustang whispered.

"Ok campers, we're here!" the counselor happily said.

"No! The colors!" Farman screamed.

"Dogs…" Breda cowered.

Introductions…

"Ok campers, we have some new counselors at camp today."

"Yeah!" the kids shouted.

"I am Roy Mustang, I like mini skirts."

"00" they stared. "Ok, then."

"Dogs…" Breda cowered. "Don't like them."

"Furry dice shall rule all!" Fury yelled.

"If my eyes are always closed how can I see?" Farman asked.

"Whatever." Hawkeye said polishing her gun.

"Darn lighter." Havoc muttered trying to light a cigarette.

"Ok then," the counselors flinched. "We'll split you up into groups now." They each got seven kids.

At the Craft Hut…

"Ok, then," Mustang started staring at his kids; their first stop was the craft hut. He got all boys by some coincidence. "Today we'll make mini skirts."

"Um, sir, I'm the craft counselor."

"Yeah whatever." He looked around. "I guess we'll make them out of gimp." He shrugged. "After this we have to force the skirts on girls."

Canoeing at the lake…

"Um, oops." Havoc grimaced as he put out the fire he accidentally started. "That's how you stop a fire."

"Let's canoe!" a boy complained. He had gotten three boys and four girls. He stared.

"Um, ok." A few minutes later.

"Help!" a kid yelled as their canoe tipped over.

"You're doing fine!" Havoc called back.

The ropes course…

"Ok, this course is based on trust." Farman shrugged. "Ok, all you have to do is…"

"Help!" the kids yelled tangled up in a rope spider web thing. He had gotten three girls and four boys.

"Woops," Farman grimaces. "Lets try…"

"Ow!" a boy yelled as he hit the ground.

"Oh, I was supposed to catch you wasn't I?"

"It is called the trust fall!" he passes out.

"Medic!

Ultimate Frisbee…

"Ack!" Breda yelled as the Frisbee hit his head. He had gotten five boys and two girls.

"Watch out!" a girl yelled. 'Bonk'. Breda wakes up to come face to face with a dog.

"Ahhh!"

"It's just Snickers." They said confusedly.

"Dog!" he runs off.

Archery…

"Oh, I missed." A girl sighed. Hawkeye had gotten seven girls.

"Screw the bow and arrows, here." She handed them guns.

"Neat!"

Horseback riding…

"I don't know how to ride a horse." A boy sniffed. Fury had gotten six boys and one girl.

"Don't worry, it's simple, just get on the horse, and squeeze your feet into the stomach, Ahhh!" the horse took off.

Get to know each other…

"Ok, kids, lets get to know each other." The counselor said in a creepy psychedelic voice. "Johnny, you first."

"I'm a fish lover!" he yelled.

"Very good, Susie?"

"I'm a dancer."

"Ed?"

"Well, nothing interesting, except I GOT THIS FAKE ARM AND LEG!" he revealed them.

"Ahhh!"

"Niisan, that's not nice."

"Um, Al how about you?" the counselor flinched.

"Well," Ed pushed his head off.

"Ahhh!"

Niisan!" Al chased him around.

Needless to say they were kicked out before the first activities ended due to harassment of all types, irresponsibility, and a lot of injuries.