Hans hummed as he looked at others. He usually didn;t go after strangers but damn he was cute. Something about his eyes, broad shoulders, that smile. Hans couldn’t help but want just a kiss. Hans smirked as leaned against the table. 

“Have you got any room for an extra tongue in your mouth?“ Hans giggled. He cupped the other’s man's cheeks and pull him into a kiss. It was one of those rare carefree kisses. He boped the boys nose and wrote his phone number on a napkin. 

“Call me for round 2?” 

Bunny pouted at that statement. “Onesies are technically pants.” Bunny said as he slipped into his bunny onesies. He looked at Eugune and patted his shoulder. “Trust me, kid. These things are comfy and get all the phone numbers.” The Easter handed the other his lizard onesies. The Easter Bunny smirked. “You know what we must do.” Bunny said.  There was silence.  Bunny laughed as he took out the record. 

“DANCE PARTY!” The Easter Bunny said as he turned on the music. He pulled the other in to do the chicken dance. 

Who said you needed pants to have fun. 

new languages || accepting 

     Henry was expected to drop by her cabin for to create new plans for night guard. He was one of the few Margot whole heartedly trusted. Primarily to his inability to spill secrets due to a language barrier with the majority of the camp but also because he was a half decent man. When she heard her door creek open she hadn’t bothered turning from her work to meet the man’s eye. 

                     “N'oubliez pas d'essuyer vos chaussures sur le tapis. Je ne veux pas de merde sur mon sol.” 

  She called, still hunched over her desk with green light burning her eyes. As summer moved forward it seemed the nights got shorter and shorter. Within seconds of not hearing feet scuff against the welcome mat, Margot turned to spit at the man, only to be surprised with Eugene. Eyes scanned him up and down before rest back onto his feet.