SLAM!

The door suddenly opened, revealing a random camp counselor. “What the HECK is going he-?!”

SPLAT!

A piece of cake splattered on the counselor’s face. “ARGH! THAT’S IT!” the person shouted, causing everyone to pay attention. “WHO THE HELL IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS MESS?” the counselor continued.

All the campers pointed at America. “Uh….I’m outta here!” he said, running to a window, escaping. “America’s out! Peace!”

“Alfred J. Jones! Get back in here this instant!” The counselor shouted, chasing America. The rest of the campers stayed silent for a while. The counselor popped out his head from the window and said to them. “I want you all to go to your respective dorms and clean up. The janitors will handle this.” Then he left.

The campers walked to their respective dorms in silence.

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I know this is too short but gonna update somehow!