The Beach, Sunday Morning

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Dad had always called Sarah an enterprising kind of girl. So she enterprised her way to the beach where there were waves and sand castles to be built just like back home. She flopped in the sand and--

She didn't have a bucket. Oops.

With a concentrated frown, she set to work anyway. She was enterprising!

[ open like a beach! ]

Comments

[idontlooktired.livejournal.com]

Harriet came skipping down to the beach, humming under her breath, but she stopped when she saw the other girl. "Are you making a castle?" she called.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Yah huh," Sarah shot back, pulling the little walls together firmly so they'd stay up. "D'ya know how to dig a moat?"

[idontlooktired.livejournal.com]

"Yup! My mum showed me when we went to Brighton one time." She dug her toe in the sand, really wanting to join in but not wanting to barge in without being invited. "Do you want some help?"

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Only if ya dig the moat," she replied, poking enthusiastically at her walls. Turrets! "I'm not so good with water."

[idontlooktired.livejournal.com]

Harriet grinned and ran over, dropping to her knees in the sand. "I'm good with water," she said excitedly. "Do you want it all the way around or do you want it to be wiggly, in case you want to add more buildings?"

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"It's gotta be wriggly," she decided, reaching across the wall to make a little pile that, with some imagination, might kind of look like a building. "'Cause there might be new villages and stuff, yeah?"

[idontlooktired.livejournal.com]

She nodded enthusiastically. "In case you get more people. They all need places to live that are safe." She looked around and found a bit of flat driftwood, and started drawing a line in the sand, tongue caught in the corner of her both as she shuffled backwards, concentrating fiercely.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Sarah was already kind of caught up in her own thing, flattening her hand against the sand in a neat line. "An' we need a runway," she said, "For where the ships come in."

[idontlooktired.livejournal.com]

Harriet stopped and stared at her. "What sort of ships?"

[needsaparrot]

After a Saturday of hard work building a moon rocket, clearly Sunday was a day to hit the beach. With pails and shovels and flippers.

Oh yeah - and a Bridge, being dragged cheerfully behind Xander, as he alternately ran and hopped down towards the water.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge is not so much with the hopping, given that he's the one *carrying* the pails and shovels and flippers. And also sunscreen and towels and snacks for later. He drops most of said stuff rather haphazardly on the sand before they get *too* close to the water.

"Swimming first, or should we make something?" he asks.

[needsaparrot]

"Castle!" Xander decides. "I do good castles."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"You're the boss, then," Bridge says. Which wasn't all that different from the more usual type of construction except for how normally the building materials consisted of more than just sand.

[needsaparrot]

Xander frowns. "I don't got anything to pay you with though, if I'm the boss."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Hmmm," Bridge says. "How about... you help me make dinner tonight?" It's entirely possible that he's inviting disaster there, but he can hardly talk given a certain bowl-breaking incident from earlier in the year when he'd been the small one.

[needsaparrot]

"I can do that! I know how to make..." Xander frowns. "Cereal. Oh oh and toast!"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Is it buttery toast?" Bridge asks, doing the fingerwiggle.

[needsaparrot]

Xander can't help giggling. "Buttery--" Fingerwiggle with both hands. "--is bestest!"

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

The little girl just down the beach blinked soundly at the new arrivals, then raised one tiny hand and yelled, "HIIIII!"

Sarah Louise Kerrigan had never been accused of being quiet.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Hi!" Bridge may not be a kid today, but that doesn't exactly stop him from waving back enthusiastically.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Are you makin' sandcastles?" she asked plaintatively, still waving.

[needsaparrot]

"Yuh-huh!" Xander yelled back at the girl. Who had red hair like Willow, so she was already a few points ahead in his book. "Wanna help?"

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Yeah!" She was already scrambling to her feet. "Can it have walls and a runway for the dropship and not be in England?"

[needsaparrot]

"Sure!" Pause. It kind of has to be asked. "Whassa dropship?"

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"It's a ship!" she yelled as she cheerfully skipped, tripped, and otherwise thundered towards them. "It goes fwooooosh and it's not a helicopter."