A Day at the Beach Meme

[givesherflower]

So you need a vacation. The weather's nice, so why not hit the beach?



So here are the rules:

1. Comment with your character and put their name and canon in the subject line.
2. Do beach stuff with whoever threads with you. Go tanning. Collect seashells. Have a picnic. Swim. Surf. Visit the little resort. Get stranded at sea in a canoe. Day or night. Do your own thing.
3. There is no need for RNG here, just have fun. :)

Comments

[300baddecisions]

[We'll take your word for it.] Oh... no, that's fine. [Not quite why Ted was asking, but he's pretty sure boiled crab would hold the same degree of edibleness as fried crab. Besides, Lazlo would know what he's doing! ...right?]

[Aaand accidentally splashing himself with the crab leg he's finally wrestled free. Ow! He hisses, shaking his arm. Wow that was clever of him. He turns to Lazlo, feeling vaguely embarrassed.] Aha... sorry. ...What are you looking for?

[nicebeachhouse]

Okay. [ Good; he was saving that for the next time he has the aforementioned giant bat. It needs it.

The only thing he's found on the island he's not tried is turtle. ... And anything sapient. Though I think that was assumed.

Aha, there's the bottle of Obel wine Lino gave him a bit ago! Success! -- but he looks up at Ted cleverly splashing himself. ] Careful with that. [ Yeah, thanks, great advice. Ladida, opening the bottle~ and taking out cups, too.
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... wait, what. ] -- Ted, your hand.

[300baddecisions]

[Lazlo, remind us not to stop by for dinner too often. Your menu is a little bit exotic, and Ted's done a lot of scrounging for food.]

[He's a little surprised Lazlo is carrying around wine, of all things, on this island, but... Lazlo, right. Anyway, at least Lazlo doesn't act like Ted is too young to drink--]

Huh? [--oh.] Oh. [He lifts his hand, looking at it himself.] I... Someone else is carrying it now. [He hesitates.] A friend.

[nicebeachhouse]

[ You'll just have to convince him to go fishing. And to go hunt savage sprouts for salad that day, because it's just not dinner without at least one part of it being distressingly large.

Hey, it's his island! Or possibly Chiepoo's Island. Maybe this half can be Lazlo's Island and the other half is Chiepoo's Island and together it's the Moderately Deserted Island.

... okay, blinking at that. Ted does not have friends. Ted has goodwill partners he walks away from awkwardly. Those are not the same thing. Those are not even remotely the same thing. So, blankly: ] ... ... ... Aldo?

[300baddecisions]

[Fishing Ted can do. Fish are perfectly edible, not to mention scaly enough that even Lazlo couldn't just throw one into a pot. Plus maybe they can get tuna. Are tuna a saltwater fish? ...Ted thinks so.]

[Ted's busy trying to figure out why Lazlo looks so baffled and almost misses what he says at first. Then:] W-what? No! [Wait, that sounded a little too vehement... actually, maybe it didn't.] It's... his name is Tir. He's a general's son; I lived next door to him for several years.

[nicebeachhouse]

[ Ted can go fishing. Lazlo has had enough of fishing. It has been four years since he went net fishing for Snowe's old outfits but he has had enough of fishing. And enough of fish, for that matter. Maybe once he gets sick of crab.

... ... ... okay, yeah, now he's even more confused. ] ... 'Several years'? Weren't you, um.... [ He pantomimes having a hooded cloak. Not very well, mind you, but that's probably memorable enough. ]

[300baddecisions]

[Fine, Ted will go fishing. Or maybe he'll drag Tir here. Tir likes fishing more than he does anyway.]

[Blink blink. Wasn't he... oh.] Well, yes, but that was... [He does the math.] ...a hundred and fifty years ago. [And Lazlo has apparently been on this island the whole time. Some people.] I only met Tir a few years back.

[nicebeachhouse]

[ As long as he leaves the turtle alone, then we're all good. Gremio's pre-emptively banned from making turtle stew. Even if it would be delicious. ]

...

[ He probably shouldn't have gone out to lunch with Viki last week, huh. ]

... What year is it? 311, right?

[300baddecisions]

[If he still had the Soul Eater, Ted wouldn't be betting on anyone's chances, least of all the turtle, but he will personally guarantee its safety now if he has to.]

... [Is Lazlo saying...] It's... 453. [How on earth do you lose track of that much time?]

[nicebeachhouse]

[ If it ends up Tir's fault the turtle dies, Lazlo is going to kick him out, just saying. But hey, it's Lazlo's turtle, not Tir's. Tir will just have to leave it alone.

...
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... hello, wine! Nice afternoon, isn't it! ]
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. . .
. . .
I think Viki messed up.

[300baddecisions]

[We-ell, seeing as Ted hasn't died yet, someone has to power that level 4 spell... Yeah, keep him away from the turtle.]

[Ted takes his glass and gives Lazlo a partly-sympathetic, mostly-baffled look.] You mean, she teleported you here-- I mean, um, now? [...welp. He hopes Lazlo wasn't doing anything important? And how is that turtle still around then?]

[nicebeachhouse]

[ It's probably a descendent of his turtle, then. Lazlo is the worst pet owner. ... Tir's still banned from getting it killed, though. ]

She dropped by and we got lunch last week, yes. [ SOMBER. But.
...
... ]
... Living in the future might be fun, too. [ :D? ]

[300baddecisions]

Uh. [Lazlo, you are clearly a very special person.] I guess so? [Ted can't say he's been having much fun in the 'future' just recently, but well, that's not Lazlo's concern.]

[He looks around.] This place probably hasn't changed much, in any case...

[nicebeachhouse]

[ Eh, he'll probably run into Viki again soon enough, and if not, he'll keep a positive attitude. ... Assuming he doesn't learn anything implying he died in the meantime, anyway. Which he probably won't, because he probably didn't.

Also: ... ... ... :D? He's not going to actually ask what Ted's unsubtly hiding, but he gives him a Look. He's a tenkai; he can sit here hitting the talk button all day. He doesn't really expect Ted to explain, but still. ]

Not that I've noticed, no. The other side's probably a lot different by now, though. [ He is not going to begrudge Chiepoo his success at achieving world domination. He isn't. That would be wrong, even if Chiepoo did rename Lazlo's Island after himself. Jerk. ]

[300baddecisions]

[Wow, time travel sounds like a headache and a half. Good thing Ted's never run into any before!]

...? [Lazlo what is that look for. Ted eyes him cautiously for a moment; it's not like Lazlo is a mind reader or like Ted can be read like a book so what's his deal?]

Oh... Yeah, I guess that could be. [He looks over his shoulder, as if he could just see the other side by looking.] Are you going to check it out, or...?

[nicebeachhouse]

[ Being friends with Viki sure makes things complicated!

... eh, it's not Lazlo's business. Mildly reassuring smile! -- and eating bits of ignored crab, because food. Though he kind of wishes he had the time or materials to make crab buns instead .... Maybe whenever he next goes shopping. ]

Do you think I should? [ Ehhhh, being near people. And if this is that far in the future, Chiepoo wouldn't be there. ... Which he promptly stops thinking about. Immortality is not a thing he has had cause to come to terms with. At all. ]

[300baddecisions]

[Ted blinks, still a bit confused. Ah well, seems like it was nothing. He glances at the pieces of crab... nope, not that hungry.]

[He's a little surprised to be asked, and it takes a moment of thought.] Well... maybe? What were you looking to do here -- er, now -- anyway?

[nicebeachhouse]

[ ... Ted, are you turning your nose up at Lazlo's wonderful giant crab? He gives Ted a Look. It's not nearly as guilt-inducing as, say, a Gremio who's noticed you're not eating, but it's a fine effort. And after he made the effort to share, too. ... ... ... A rather distressing amount of giant crab has already been eaten by Lazlo.

... wait, Lazlo might have plans for the future beyond 'not die'? ... Hm. No, he can't really think of anything. Oh well. ]

... I dunno. Learn more recipes?

[300baddecisions]

... [D-don't look at us like that. Look, we're taking a piece of crab, see? Okay... biting...]

[...wow that actually tastes good, and Ted's face lights up a little. Lazlo, what the heck kind of sorcery is this? Nom nom nom.]

Learn more-- [Okay, so Lazlo is about the same as always, we'd already figured that out. But... seriously?] You mean, there's not anything you want to... see, or something? [It's been a hundred years and then some, dude, there's gotta be something you're interested in or curious about.]

[nicebeachhouse]

[ And all is right with the world.

He shrugs, smiling a little. That might've been Lazlo's idea of a joke. ... Or maybe he's just pleased that Ted's eating his crab. It's hard to tell.

... and, after some thought, he says (a bit wistful): ] What's your friend like?

[300baddecisions]

[Lazlo can keep being pleased with whatever is making him pleased; Ted still has no idea what's going on in his mind.]

[He starts a bit at Lazlo's question.] Huh? Oh... well... [He's hardly used to having friends, much less describing them... Ted looks up at the sky, thinking.]

He's... very open and friendly. I've only known him for a few years, but... he's treated me like a brother almost since we met. [He lets out a small half-laugh, looking back at Lazlo.] ...He actually reminds me of you, a little.

[nicebeachhouse]

[ ... Lazlo hopes that's in a good way; he's not sure he wants to meet anyone else who makes a habit of dropping barrels on people's heads. It's only funny when it happens to other people. ... Not that he expects Tir to run a confessional or anything; that was kind of bizarre. Entertaining, but bizarre.

He beams; it's good Ted has friends. ... And, after a bit: ]

Is he cute?

[300baddecisions]

[Dude, Tir doesn't even have a comment box. All he's got is some baths and a mural. ...not that Ted knows this, of course. Tir is, however, the kind of person who tickles people and pulls their ears while they're cooking! So maybe that's close enough.]

[Ted's in the middle of swallowing when Lazlo speaks again and promptly almost chokes on the crab with a strangled 'bwuh?' noise.] N-no, he-- [He has to stop to cough, and when he looks up at Lazlo his face is impressively red, probably from lack of air. Probably.] W-what are you talking about? I just said he was my friend, not-- I mean, he's-- [Ted is about as sure of what he's trying to say as he is of why Lazlo asked that. He looks away, pushing a few strands of hair behind his ear for something to do.] Why are you even asking?

[nicebeachhouse]

[ And he naps in coffins, can't forget that. Though at least Lazlo didn't nap on his funeral boat intentionally....

LAUGHING. DEFINITELY AT YOU RATHER THAN WITH YOU. Ahahaha. (Wow, that was easy. Older Ted even has more entertainment value; this is great.) ]

Just wondering! [ ... mostly as to whether Ted would flounce or be hilarious. But only mostly. ]

[300baddecisions]

[...why are we friends with you two. Why.]

[H-hey that's not nice! Ted sort of glares (it comes out a bit like a pout), crossing his arms and looking away from Lazlo.] Well... he's my friend. That's all. [He sighs, leaning back on his elbows.] I don't think very much about those things anyway, so...

[He picks at the crab a bit. Where's a different subject when you need one?] ... So... you haven't had any problems with the rune since...? [That was totally smooth and completely relevant to the conversation. Just go along with it, Lazlo, please.]