You're relaxing with Violet when you notice a figure dart through the crowds of people having fun at the beach. You think it's familiar, but it's too fast for you to gauge. Maybe it was just your eyes playing tricks on you?
"Pst, hey," you hear a whisper and turn to see Frizz crouched down behind the umbrella acting like she's perfectly hidden. She has a hand cupped over her mouth as if practicing a secret way to communicate.
"Oh, hello Frizz!" Violet greets her with a smile, but the Guardian puts a finger up to her own lips and makes a 'shh' sound. Violet blinks but nods and lowers her voice, "We're being secret! I see." She excitedly leans her head closer to the Guardian, "Commander Sheepig! Our mission briefing, if you would. Watery supposed to be watching?"
Frizz grins at the eagerness while you fall to the sand in exasperation. "Quick to get it! Well, look over there," she points and you see Virgil and Vreg constructing a massive, yet unorthodox palace of sand and other questionable materials. "It's... well, it's amazing, isn't it?"
"Yes, my brother does seem to be enjoying himself! This is cause for shellebration!"
Frizz giggles but you inwardly groan at the pun. "I can get behind that for sure, but I dunno. They don't have any competition and like, building a sandcastle should be the one thing anyone does when they go to the beach, right?!"
Violet shuts her book with a glint in her eye. "Valid point, Commander. What do you propose?"
"Mm, glad you asked," the Guardian winked. "I have the blueprints right here for their demise! I mean... their increased enjoyment, heheh."
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