Campfire Boys

Title: Campfire Boys
By: Junkfoodmonkey
Rated: G
Summary: Hannibal has a lot to teach the team.
Disclaimer: The A-Team doesn’t belong to me, I'm not making any money from this.

Campfire Boys

"These mosquitoes are killing me," Face complained. BA grunted his agreement.

"They're not bothering me." Hannibal grinned around his cigar. "Make a smudge."

"Huh?"

"A smudge fire. Didn't you ever go camping when you were kids?" Their young faces in the firelight reminded him they weren't much more than kids now.

"In the basement." BA shrugged. Face just looked disgusted by the idea. Hannibal shook his head. City boys.

"Let the fire burn down and then cover it with grass. Smoke'll keep the mosquitoes off."

He watched the two of them start pulling up the sweet grass they sat on. He'd taught them so much in Vietnam about how to survive. Now they were home it was time to start teaching them how to live.

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