"Hey, guys!" Vert said, in his I-need-a-favor voice. "Who wants to do something fun?"

"Fun, as in sit here and play video games? Or fun as in something that will definitely not be fun?" Spinner raised an eyebrow.

"Come on! I'm fun!" Vert tried. The team responded with various degrees of "meh."

"Not fun enough to let me, AJ, Spin and Stanford have a marshmallow gun fight in the hall." Zoom muttered.

"Ok, no one wanted to do that besides you, Zoom!" Agura pointed out. "Anyway, what's this possibly fun thing we may or may not agree to unless you threaten us with chores, WHICH, I might add, is a complete abuse of power, you want us to do?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Uhm..." Vert shook his head to eliminate the unnecessary phrases in her question. "Right. A friend of mine is running a rec sports camp for first through fifth graders, and he needs a few volunteers, so I told him I had a few friends who could help…"

"How many friends?" Sherman asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Seven." Vert grinned sheepishly.

"Dude! Babysitting little terrors is not how I wanted to spend my summer!" Zoom complained.

"It's just Monday-Thursday. C'mon! I already told him you could help!" Vert begged. "Please?"

"Alright." Agura stood, among various glares of why-are-you-joining-the-dark-side? "Oh, come on! It sounds like fun! Little kids are so cute!"

"Yeah, I'll do it. For the sports." AJ clarified. Sherman stood along with him.

"Eh. Why not?" Spinner and Zoom joined them, leaving Stanford and Tezz. Everyone looked to the two of them.

"NO."

"Aw, come on, Stan! It'll be fun." Agura tried, and he huffed.

"Fine. Don't blame me if one of the walking snot rags loses an arm."

"Alright, Tezz?" Vert said, with over-enthusiasm. "Won't be the same without you!" Tezz rolled his eyes.

"How much would I have to pay you to be NOT included in this?" He asked.

"Well, I think fifty would be fai-"

"Just do it!" Vert cut Spinner off.

"Ooh! That's what she said!" Stanford grinned.

"That's what Nike said!" AJ replied.

"Oh. Well, if I have to do it, Tezz has to do it." Stanford yanked the Russian to his feet. "There. Problem-o solved." Tezz let out a small "hmph."

"So, when does it start?" AJ asked Vert.

"Oh…nine AM." He winced, and they all groaned.

"Dude, you seriously owe us!" Zoom said.

"I know, I know." Vert held up his hands. "Oh, by the way, we'll be working in groups of two and I CALL AGURA!" He grabbed her before anyone could protest.

"What? Come on, man!" AJ said.

"Oh, like any of you guys can actually control kids!" Vert argued.

"Gee, I feel so loved." Agura muttered.

"Sorry." He apologized.

"What? No fair! Why do you get Agura?" AJ whined. "Those kids are gonna rip me in two!" He looked around, eyes landing on Sherman. "Sherm! You're good with kids!" He grabbed the younger Cortez.

"Zoom?" Spinner asked.

"Heck yes!" They high-fived. "Best group for the win!"

"What? But…" Stanford looked to Tezz, then to the three other formed groups, then back to Tezz. "I'll do it, but I won't like it."

"I can assure you, my lesser-intelligent teammate, the feeling is mutual." Tezz said with an equal lack of enthusiasm.

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"Alright, who's ready for camp?" Vert exclaimed at 8:30 the next day.

"It's too early for even Spinner to be excited." Zoom pointed out the Cortez's lack of energy.

"Hey boys." Agura walked in, wearing shorts, a tank top, and with her hair in a higher ponytail than normal, but the guys were really focused on the white box in her hands. "Who wants breakfast?" She opened it to reveal donuts.

"MEMEMEMEMEMEEEEE!" Spinner yelled, apparently more energetic than they thought. Agura was instantly bombarded, and the donut box was emptied in five seconds flat.

"Alright, let's go meet some kiddies, guys!" Vert announced, and they somewhat more happily entered their cars. "Nice play with the donuts." He muttered to Agura.

"Play? Me? I have no idea what you're talking about." She grinned. "We weren't getting them out of here any other way. No offense, but the way to a guy's brain is straight through his stomach."

"Hey, that's not…" Vert took a second glance at AJ, Sherman and Spinner, gobbling down their donuts.

"Okay, touché."

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"Hey! Vert! Thanks for coming, man." A muscular looking teen in sneakers and a baseball cap greeted Vert near the doors of the sports center. "Hey, is that AJ? Long time no see, dude!"

"Hey Dan." AJ replied.

So, these are our generous volunteers?" He pretended to bow.

"More like concentration campers." Spinner muttered, earning a nudge from Agura.

"Oh, who's the lady? Are you from Jamaica?" Dan had a smirk on his face.

"Dude! Racist!" Vert muttered out of the side of his mouth.

"Sorry, but she's Ja-making me crazy." Dan grinned, and Vert was about to intervene when Agura beat him to it.

"No, but are you from the Yukon? 'Cause Yu-con go use that line on someone else." She mirrored his cocky smile.

"Ooh. Feisty." Dan teased.

"Ooh. Horny." She shot right back, not missing a beat.

"Alright, alright." He held up his hands in defeat. "Girl sends a clear message." He joked to Vert. "Anyway, you guys already have partners, right?" They formed the groups, and he nodded. "Okay, I've got first graders, so Vert and the lady can do second graders, you guys third, you fourth, and you fifth."

"Third graders! Awesome!" AJ exclaimed, not that it meant anything. The guy would have been excited to coach the spawn of Satan himself.

"Aw, man. We got fifth graders." Spinner groaned.

"What's so bad about that?" Zoom, who hadn't had the experience in the Order of the Flying Fists, asked.

"You kidding? The kids are maniacs. They think they're so great because they "rule the school." And their jokes suck!" Spinner moaned.

"Eh. Fourth graders couldn't be too bad, right?" Stanford said to Tezz, who simply rolled his eyes. "Okay, thanks for the input."

"Aw! We got second graders!" Agura exclaimed. "They're so cute!"

"Uh, sure." Vert shrugged. "So, Dan, what do we do first?"

"Each group has a different schedule." He said, handing them each an itinerary. "We do rec. sports and arts and crafts from nine to twelve, then break for lunch. After that, we have swimming, a hike, team building or games for an hour, depending on your schedule."

"Sounds good. Where are the kids?" Vert asked.

"They're in the main gym." Dan gestured to the sports center behind them. "Everybody has a group of about twenty kids. Come on!" He ran off, and they followed him into a large gym. Inside was a large group of kids; the older ones running around and playing basketball, the younger tag.

"Alright kids!" Dan said into a megaphone he had grabbed from the wall. "These are your camp counselors!" He began directing the kids, and soon all the team members were swarmed by a mob of kids.

"Alright, guys!" Zoom addressed the fifth graders. "Who's ready to-"

"What about the girls?" A girl with blonde hair in neat pigtails tied with ribbons asked with an impish look on her face. The squad of girls around her tittered.

"Okay, guys and girls." Zoom started again.

"What about Tyler?" One kid shouted out, causing laughter. Zoom groaned.

"Hey guys!" AJ said to his group of third graders.

"Woah…." A younger boy, whose nametag said "Alex," gaped up at them. "You're ginormous! Can you throw Billy?" He asked with enthusiasm.

"Hehe…no, I'm not going to throw Billy." Sherman grinned. "We're gonna play basketball instead."

"I think they should wrestle!" Billy yelled.

"Yeah!" The kids started cheering, and the guys immediately began pinning each other to the ground while the girls squealed.

"Wait, no! Guys, you-OOF!" AJ went down under a pile of third graders. Meanwhile, Stanford and Tezz were having a bit of trouble as well.

"So, you're our counselors, huh?" A kid named Tony, wearing a backwards baseball cap, asked. "Have you ever even played a sport?" His "groupies" snickered, encouraging the punk.

"Ey! I was the star goalie of my soccer team!" Stanford retorted. "Anyway, we're going to go and play…" He checked the schedule. "Floor hockey now. Come on."

"Nah."

"Excuse me?" Stanford glared down at Tony, who had spoken.

"I don't wanna." He shrugged.

"Well, you have to."

"Well, I don't want to."

"Well, you have t-"

"Do not!"

"Do too!"

"Do not!"

"Do TOO!"

"Do NOT."

"DO TOO!" Stanford yelled, exasperated.

"Do. Not." Tony crossed his arms smugly.

"Stanford, clearly this child is incapable of playing such a simple game. We wouldn't want to embarrass him." Tezz said, infuriating the agitator.

"I can play! I'll show you!" Tony stormed off with them. Stanford gave Tezz a look of surprise, but the Russian denied it.

Agura and Vert seemed to be the only group not having trouble.

"Hey there!" Agura knelt down to the second grader's level, and after a second Vert awkwardly mimicked her. "I'm Agura, and this is Vert. Today, we get to play soccer! Does that sound like fun?" A stocky-looking brunette named Abby raised her hand.

"I play soccer." She said.

"Wow! Cool!" Agura replied. "Does anyone else play soccer?" Several kids raised their hands. "Alright, I guess you'll be really good then!"

"You kids ready?" Vert asked, wanting to prove that he could be a "kids-guy" too.

"Yeah!" They exclaimed, running for the doors.

"Wait! Guys! You're supposed to-"

"Really, Vert? They're second graders." Agura easily jogged past him, and he rolled his eyes, catching up.

"Fast second graders." He tried.

"This is coming from the quarterback of his high school football team?" She teased.

"How'd you know that?" He asked.

"Uhm, you told me?" She offered obviously.

"Oh. Well, they're still fast!"