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Galactica Point, Thursday afternoon

It was a nice enough, though overcast day, so Nadia had gone for a walk down to the beach to watch the water, which was choppy and rough and the color of tarnished silver.

Her intention had quite possibly been to get a bit emo and introspective, but that effect had been entirely ruined by the wee tiny penguins on wee tiny surfboards in the waves, whooping it up and falling off and body surfing around and generally just having a glorious time of it.

And really, not even Nadia could quite remain emo in the face of all that.

[ooc: open to any others who might wander by the water]

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John shuffled by, wishing for warmer weather and constant supplies of beach-grade foodstuffs and good company to share it.

Nadia waved. "Hey, check it out, surfing penguins."

John waved back. "Hey, Nadia. Wasn't paying attention, didn't see you there." He looked out at the water, and stopped. "Surfing penguins? Is this more stuff like last week?" His spirits lifted.

Nadia shrugged. "No idea, but they seem to be having fun."

One of the waves washed up as far as Nadia's toes, sending a tiny penguin careening over her feet to land face first in the sand between them. Nadia reached down to scoop it up and brush it off.

"Hey, dude, you okay?"

"Do we need to set up a penguin hospital? Or lifeguard station thing?" John squatted on his haunches looking at the little guy.

The penguin was gazing lovingly up at Nadia.

"I think it's okay. Penguins are made for water, you know. Especially cold water."

"Right. But I don't recall surfing as a normal pengie activity. ...Can you hang ten with flippers?"

"Damned if I know. But at least they're branching out."

The penguin shuffled forward in the sand to lean its head appreciatively against Nadia's leg.

"I think this one likes me."

"You've made a friend! At least this one hasn't taken over your shower. Pulled back the showercurtain today to find these guys had taken over my tub!"

"Well, at least you can be pretty sure that they didn't use up all the hot water."

The penguin was trying to scale Nadia's leg. Its friends were giving it odd looks.

"I've got a pretty unlimited supply. Tapped into the school main, even." John grinned. "Big tub, too. If you want, come over some time, get a bubble bath at John's Dorm Spa. With a Relative of Someone I Dated discount."

John was giving Pengy the hairy eyeball. How the hell was it climing like that?

With great effort, it seemed. It involved a lot of hopping and butt wiggling, if nothing else.

"Thanks," Nadia replied, giggling slightly over the penguin's antics. "I may do that. Though I don't know if Walter would think much of it."

"I may be able to do a Couples Special, but it'll have an additional fee to de-cootify." John does not picture installing a condom dispensor next to the shampoo/soap/bubblebath dispenser.

The way things were going, John wouldn't be surprised if the little bugger had one of those ice climber hammer deals for human-scaling. Another pengypengy waddled over and sniffed at John.

"De-cootify?" The penguin had made it to the top of her leg and was now working on scaling her shirt.

"Hey, what you and Walter do in a romantic tub setting is y'all's business, but charging too much for services is mine," John said, laughing at the penguin. "Plus, I'll have to go buy more candles. Ooh, that's right! Candles! Forgot to get some," he half muttered to himself. "Vanila and strawberry good with you? I'll pick some up on my way back."

John scooped up the penguin sniffing him, and held it in both hands. It gave John a look and flailed in the direction of the other penguin. Or possibly Nadia.

Nadia's penguin had made it to the promised land. It took a dive off her collarbone, aiming . . . well, one can guess.

Nadia caught it before it could get there.

"You seem to think this is a foregone conclusion."

John wasn't completely certain if Nadia was talking to the penguin or to himself, but he suspected the latter. "Hey, it's an option if you want it."

He stared down the penguin in his hands. "No. Off limits." The penguin turned to him with puppydog eyes and alligator tears.

Nadia set the penguin down on the sand and tried to encourage it to go back to surfing.

The penguin started scaling her leg again.

"Well, I'm just not sure that Walter would think much of taking a bath in another boy's bathroom. Not one he wasn't dating, anyway."

"Yeah, I can see how that would be a--wait. What?" John flailed. "I'm not dating Walter so you can take a bath!" The pengy in John's hand nodded happily.

Great. A penguin into boykissy.

"Well duh! I don't want him dating any more guys! I've only barely convinced him to look at girls!"

Not quite true, but what can you do?

John gave Nadia the once-over. "Damn. If you can't make him look at girls, I don't know what can." He paused and slapped his hand over his eyes as the penguin in his other hand jumped exitedly. "I said that out loud, didn't I."

Nadia grinned. "Yeah, you did. I'm flattered, really."

"Hey, you should be. You're quite the looker. And speaking of looking, if you need me, I'll be the guy over here beating his head on a rock for being an idiot."

John was ignoring the penguin who was... was that squeeing? It's hard to tell if a penguin's doing a "thumbs up" pose without thumbs. Maybe 'the kick is good' or something.

"How long have you two been dating?"

"Oh lord, I don't know. Since . . . last summer? I chased after him for awhile, but then I went home for a year, so it's hard to keep track of."

"A year your time or a year Fandom? It can't be a year Fandom. Um. Congrats?" John is trying very hard not to figure out how long he and Syd---not thinking about that at all.

"It was like, a week, Fandom time. Really bizarre. I can never figure out if that part counts or not. Besides, our first date, he got possessed and was all evil, but we were kissing before then . . . it's be pretty impossible to figure out any sort of date on it."

"Yeah. I have no idea how to count things with time travel. When I got stuck in the locker, I was gone for about the same amount of time. Though I got a free kilt out of the deal..."

"You got stuck in the locker, too? Did you come back with a mouth full of cheese doodles?"

"Not really. I ended up with a lot of blue woad and a free kilt. Plus? Cast didn't help."

Nadia winced. "No, I guess not."

"Yeah. Woad and cast doesn't mix well. They were going to try to take it off. Cut it off, actually, and probably the leg with it, until I explained that it was a healing ward."

"Yikes. That definitely sucks."

"Ohyeah," John agreed. "Plus? Accents. Not so much with the good."

"Hey," Nadia pouted. "What's wrong with accents?"

"It's Scottish?"

"Oh. Well, that's okay, then."

"Or maybe it's Irish. I dunno. British-y but worse." John looked out at the surfing penguins. "That's... it's just too adorable!"

"Too . . . adorable? Oh, right, the penguins. Agreed!"

"I didn't know there was such a thing as too adorable. Feels like my insides are rotting out from too much sappy happy," he said, turning a stupid grin to Nadia.

Nadia grinned back. "Maybe that's what they're here for. To kill us with cute so next time we're emo, we remember the cute stuff, too."

JOhn snapped his fingers. "THat's damn handy. I'll have to remember that: tiny penguins cancel emo." He may need a lot of penguins.

"Almost makes you wish they'd stick around, huh."

"Oh, I'm sure we'll be seeing 'em again. At least, I hope so. They're so cute!" John ran out of words as he stared out at the water, an unknown grin on his face.

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