fandomtownies | The Beach: Thursday morning

"Well, yes, of course. Pudding rain is the most unusual of all," he says mock seriously. "And..sunrises."

"Are the sunrises different in England?" he asked teasingly, his smile widening.

"Perhaps," he says, tucking his hands into his pockets. "I'd never taken the time to look before. No one ever showed me one."

Jack watched him in silence for a moment, then walked over to stand in front of him. "I'm glad I could show you something you'd never seen." He glanced at the ground then up at Cedric, grinning slightly. "I'd like to keep doing it."

"I think that's a good plan," he says, taking a step even closer. "I'm quite partial to that plan. Really."

"Are you now?" Jack asked, voice dropping. "We'll have to see what we can do about it then." He closed the minute distance between them and kissed Cedric, one hand coming up to rest against his neck.

Cedric doesn't even manage a nod. He just kisses Jack, one hand resting lightly on his hip.

Jack swayed forward until his body was flush against Cedric's and brought both hands up to grasp his face, gently deepening the kiss.

Walking up the beach carrying a take-out tray of coffee cups from the Perk, Isabel shook her head and smiled. Then cleared her throat. Loudly.

"Ehem! Good morning!"

At the sound of Isabel's voice, Cedric's eyes blink open and he slants a glance over.

Yes, she was really here. And he was still kissing Jack.

Laughing, he pulls away easily and looks down at the sand. "Good morning, Isabel."

Jack let him go with a grin, reaching up to ruffle a hand through his hair when he looked down, and turned to face Isabel. "Morning, Izzy. Is that coffee?"

Still smiling because they were too cute, Isabel held out the tray. "The one with the x on it is tea. For Cedric. The one next to it is for you Jack. Just regular coffee. And don't even look at my mocha," she laughed as she pulled it out of the tray. "I'm very protective."

Jack smiled back at her. "You are a goddess, Izzy."

He reached out and plucked his coffee and Cedric's tea from the tray, holding the latter out to Cedric. "I'm not sure I want to give this to you," he teased. "I'm become rather partial to tea."

"I'll share with you," Cedric says, trying to compromise. "Because, like you said, I'm sweet."

He smiles sweetly to punctuate that statement.

Isabel took lots of mental notes for future teasing. Putting the empty tray down, she reached into the bag she had over her shoulder and pulled out a package of nerf balls (http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/stores/detail/-/toys/B0007VZVHY//102-9223728-5504135). "I brought battle ammunition, but if you guys want to continue being sweet, I can always just hang out and drink my coffee."

Jack frowned at her and handed Cedric his tea. "Thank you, Cedric. But I would never deprive you of anything."

Grinning at Isabel, he closed the distance between them and wrapped an arm around her. "I'll give you sweet," he said, and kissed her on the forehead before letting her go. "Thank you for the coffee."

He looked from Izzy to the nerf balls to Cedric, one eyebrow raised in question."So, what have you two got planned?"

Cedric takes an immediate sip of the tea, grinning from behind the cup.

"What have we got planne?" Cedric says, raising an eyebrow. "A little of this, a little of that, right?"

"Oh exactly," Isabel agreed. "A little magic, a little alien fun. Of course, I'm handicapped for a bit," she laughed holding up her coffee cup. "Because I can't put this down. But if we start slow..."

"Slow is good. Slow can be very good, in the right circumstances," Jack replied with a wicked grin, deliberately not looking at Cedric. "But between the alien powers and the magic I'm feeling a litle outclassed. You'll both have to be gentle with me."

Cedric smiles again, looking down at the sand.

"Slow is fine," he says and tugs his wand out of his pocket. "Slow is perfectly fine. How would you like me to do this, Isabel?"

Isabel was still snickering at Jack as she opened the bag and dumped the balls onto the sand. Discretely dropping her hand, she used her powers to flick one up at Jack's chest. "Is that gentle enough?"

Smiling at the sight of a real magic wand, Isabel shrugged. "Well do you want to be the attacker or the attackee first? And then we can switch later on."

Jack caught the ball she flicked at him. "I don't know. I'm pretty delicate." He squeezed it speculatively. "These are pretty soft. I wonder...Never mind." He shook his head and looked over at Cedric.

"So this is your alternative to magic training: magic to alien-fu combat." He was grinning at Cedric's wand. "And I get to see more magic. Go on, have at it, you two."

"More magic?" Grinning, Cedric points his wand at the ball in Jack's hand and says, "Accio."

And, just like that, Cedric's holding the ball. "There we go." He winks at Jack.

Turning to Isabel, he says, "I'm fine with being the attacker first."

"Works for me," Isabel replied. "Just let me get down the beach a bit. I guess just send them at me and I'll see how many I can catch." She turned to Jack, "And that's the whole reason they're soft. In case I don't catch them. I don't want to have to explain a black eye or other bruises."

"Good, because I really don't want you to get hurt," Jack said. "Be careful."

He grinned at Cedric. "I'm going to remember you can do that. It's got all sorts of potential."

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