"Stay there and think 'bout what y'all did."

Essentially you and John had been grounded for getting into a fight with a random kid in the nearby town. As John had insisted, it wasn't your fault because the kid had quite literally asked you to beat his ass. John had just held him down for you, like the good friend he is, that was all. It wasn't assault! Both of you are quite literally fifteen years old, too old to be grounded (in your valuable opinion), but that didn't seem to stop Dutch from demanding the both of you stay back at camp rather than go out to learn to hunt as he had planned. While this was meant to be a punishment, it would be fun to sit back and just talk to your best friend. However...

"And you both can't talk. At all. Miss Grimshaw over there will know if you do."

Dammit. You glare at the man as he walks away after insisting both you and John nod in agreement to show you understand. An obnoxious sigh signified your friend's annoyance, followed by Miss Grimshaw shushing him as she did whatever lame thing she does when she isn't telling you to do your chores. You pouted, making John snicker a bit at how childish you looked - despite him being the very definition of childish.

Now how to not die of boredom...?