Haruhi grinned as she stepped into the car, her left arm in a sling, her cuts bandaged and her fears calmed. It was two days after the storm. The doctors had insisted on keeping her there for a few days, just to be absolutely sure she hadn't caught something from her open cuts, or contracted a cold from the water. Now she was fine, and officially dubbed healthy. Everyone had come to pick her up, and watched as she sat down. The twins grinned and came up behind Tamaki.
"Ah, my lord, aren't you glad that we got to her first? She owes us now doesn't she?" They said smugly, smirking. The blonde snorted.
"You two? Oh please, I got to her first. I thought it was obvious." Kyouya stepped up to them.
"I couldn't help but overhear, and I found some problems in you're ideas. I got to Haruhi first."
"Umm, Kyouya-chan, I think you're wrong. We got her first." Hani piped in. Mori just nodded and said nothing. Once again, the war had started. They began shouting loudly ('cept Mori 'course ) at each other, until finally, Haruhi broke in.
"CAN WE GET GOING?!" Everyone looked at her, sitting in the middle of the middle row. Glaring at each other, they rushed for the car, all trying to get closest to Haruhi. She rolled her eyes and sighed. Nothing changed what so ever, even after Camping Out.