General George Washington sat at his camp desk, his hands folded together as if in prayer, looking at the three men in front of him. They stood at attention, in various stages of disarray.

All three were covered in mud, leaves, and grass, and something that may OT may not have been blood. He couldn't be completely sure.

Sitting back in his chair, he sighed. "Why is it always you three?" he held up his had to stop the chorus of voices that piped up from the men. "Stop. I want to hear exactly what happened. Not you- Alexander." he could see the fiery tempered red head start to say something. "I need to hear from someone who want embellish anything. Lafayette. Explain."

He ignored the flash of fear in the young mans eyes. "Well, sure, it want our fault."

"That's not what I asked, Gilbert. I need to know what happened."

Lafayette looked at his two companions, who nodded resignedly. "We were down at the lake bed, sir, since we had a chance to relax for a bit. We weren't doing anything wrong, or even bothering anyone. These men-"

"You mean General Lees little cronies." Alexander muttered under his breath before he was quelled with a look fro. Washington.

"Some of General Lees men came over and started harassing us. We tried to ignore them, sir, but once they started throwing mud at us... Well. We didn't start it sir, I swear!" Lafayette looked at the older man hopefully, wondering if that would keep them out of trouble.

Washington pinched the brofge of his nose in an effort to stop himself from laughing. He managed to keep a straight face as he looked back up at the men to survey the damage.

John Laurens blue eyes were already starting to blacken, and it looked like someone had ripped his uniform trousers. Alexander looked even worse for wear, sporting an equally dark black eye and scrapped up knuckles, the entire front of his uniform covered in mud and leaves. Of the three, Lafayette looked the moat presentable, until you looked at his busted up lip and the nose that looked like it had been bloodied.

"What would you have me do? Punish them?"

Laurens and Lafayette looked towards the smaller Hamilton, who shook his head no. "No, your exellency. We would just like to... Handle it ourselves, if possible."

This isn't a good idea, don't let them do this George! Unable to stop himself, he asked,"And what, pray tell, do you have in mind?" Alexander opened his mouth to speak, but Washington stopped him. "On second thought, don't answer that. I don't want to know. If you get caught, do not expect me to get you out of trouble."

The three men broke into grins, barely able to control their excitement. "You want hear a word, sir!" John Laurens exclaimed before being shushed by the other two. "I mean, we want get into any trouble sir."

Washington snorted in amusement. "I don't believe that for a second. You're dismissed."they were nearly out of the tentwhen he called their names. "Alex, John, and Gilbert. Go get cleaned up. I don't care how much I like you three, if you don't have your proper uniform on before I see you next, you will be demoted."

With a chorus of yes sirs they tumbled out of the tent, elated at not being in trouble. George shook his head at their retreating backs. Its shaping up to be an interesting week in camp. I wonder what they will do next!

THREE CHAPTERS FINISHED IN A SINGLE DAY! That's in addition to working. I'm pretty damn impressed with myself.