Off To Camp

The Fight

Hercules groans as a light was being shined in his eyes, causing him to wake up.
Once he opened his eyes he automatically regretted it because John was sitting over him with his phone flashlight pointed at the boy's face.

"John what the fuck?"
Hercules croaks and pushes John's phone away from his face, causing laughter from his bunk mates.
Oh yeah. They're at Washington's summer camp.
"Hey guys when's breakfast?"
"In a few minutes, actually!"
"Wait what? Why did you wake me up so late?!"
"Er, Herc, he's been standing over you with his light for a while now, amour."
Lafayette points out, standing up from his bed that was under Alexander's.
Alexander follows after Lafayette, carefully climbing down his latter.
Unlike Hercules who jumps off his bed after John got down, scaring the shit out of the freckled boy.

"hERC WHAT THE HECK!"
This earned a snort from the beanie wearing boy and an eye roll from Alexander.
"What? Mama bear can't have fun?"
Hercules giggles, bumping hips with John who scrunches up his noes and hisses, "Never say that ever again."
"Can't promise you that!"

The small group of gays make their way to the dinning area, seeing Thomas frantically waving at them and sitting down with everyone else.
Hercules pops a squat next to James, hugging his cousin and chatting.
Lafayette sat next to Thomas and they did their super secret hand shake.
Alexander went to sit by Philip, who smiles and hugs his brother and squeaks to him about everything him and Theo did.
John sat next to Aaron, who looked like he was ready to actually kill someone. Probably didn't get enough sleep.

Soon an old-ish lady came out and began to speak.
"Hello kids! I'm Martha! Or Ms.Washington for anyone too formal! I'm your lunch lady, swimming instructor, cooking teacher and more! This morning you kids will be having eggs, bacon, and grits! (A/N: Is this too southern? If you don't know what grits is please look it up it's so good-) Along with some apple or orange juice! Have a nice breakfast!"
She announces before walking back to her cabin.

One by one everyone began to scramble  into a line where Martha was serving food. A few pushing and shoving, until Martha gave them the Mom look and they stopped.

Thomas was unfortunately the last person to get up. He had gotten his long fucking legs stuck in the bench and no one helped him. Well, James tried. But he was also laughing so it didn't help.
The poofy haired southerner tries shuffle into line, but was pushed by a few fifth graders that had no rights being that strong.

"Yo! What the fuck dude! Let me get in! My brothers right there!"
Thomas points to s Lafayette who was in front of him.
"Nah, palm tree. That's your nickname now by the way. We ain't letting you in."
The kid crosses his arms, smirking.
Thomas hisses at the kid, his face tinting red in anger and embarrassment.

"Palm tree? How creative, dipshit!"
"Why thank you, palm tree! I try!"
Thomas was this close to bitch slapping this kid until Maria came over, her arms crossed.
"Hey Thom. These kids giving you trouble?"
"Hell yeah they are!"
The kid laughs, mimicking Maria's stance.
"Wow! You have to have a girl stand up for you?"
And with that the kid got a slap to the face.

There was a chorus of 'Ooooooo's' and 'damN's'.
Thomas cracks his knuckles, staring down at the kid with a dead look in his eyes.
"You ever come near me or my friends ever again your ass is grass."
He hiss, hearing cheering from behind him.
"GET'EM THOM!"
John screeches, fist pumping the air.
Alexander snorts and elbows him in the side, earning a screech from his boyfriend.

Thomas rolls his eyes at them and looks back down at the kid.
"You see them? Those are my friends. I love them more than anything in this life. I'll choose their happiness over mine, every time. Now, move out my way!"
The tall teen shoves his way in front of the boy and puts his arms over Lafayette's shoulders. There was like a two inch difference and Thomas loved to gloat.
"Hey Laf."
"Hey Thommy. How was your little feud with the fifth grader?"
Lafayette says, giggling with a smirk.
Thomas rolls his eyes and flicks his brothers cheek.
"Whatever, bro-zo!"
"My pleasure, bromo."

The two burst into laughter, being the idiots they are.
"Boooo!"
Maria calls from a couple people down,  to which Thomas flips her off.