Garrison and Adrienne - Memorial Day Wettings (backdated)

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Garrison and Adrienne visit the Field Day and get wet.

Dressed casually in a tank top and a wrap skirt over top of a red bikini, with sandals, sunglasses, and her Boston cap threaded through ponytailed hair, Adrienne strolled arm in arm with Garrison across the back lawn, taking in the festivities of the field day with a smile on her face. "Wanna go check out the dunk tank?" she asked him, poking him in the arm.

"I'm told that I'm supposed to be cooking the less interesting food for the barbeque; hot dogs, burgers, etc." He said.

"Less interesting than what?" Adrienne inquired. "What else is there going to be? Are we talking goat? Whole roasted hog? Is this because of that Vikings marathon you did while I was away? Have you become obsessed? Is that why you stopped bathing?"

"Oh no. It's because everyone else wants to do complicated things with smokers and dry rubs and stuff."

"Okay, good," Adrienne muttered. "Because if you start to try and blood-eagle people, I might have to get Amanda to turn you into a frog or something." She steered him in the general direction of the barbecues, knowing she could lounge by the pool nearby while he grilled. "And then after you've grilled can I dunk you in the dunk tank?"

"I've seen you pitch. I think my odds of staying dry are pretty good." Kane said with a grin, nudging her as they walked along.

Adrienne nudged him back, just a little harder than he'd nudged her. "Oy! I am a damned good pitcher! I could do better than at least two of your Blue Jays starting rotation right now, buddy."

"Not with your slider. You couldn't even make... wait, what team in baseball has the worst starting pitching right now? Right, the Red Sox." He said triumphantly as they reached the pool side barbecue.

"Hmm, worst pitching versus the worst record?" Adrienne pondered dramatically, "I'll take the pitching. The Jays are just all-around worst. If not for the Elephants, you'd have the worst win-loss percentage in the AL. Besides," she reminded him helpfully, "I'm not going to be throwing sliders at you in the dunk tank. All I need for that is the heater."

"Heater? On a day this hot? I think you need to cool off." With a flick, he casually upended Adrienne and dropped her squarely into the deep end of the pool.

"Ohmigawd seriously? Seriously?!" Adrienne sputtered when she'd surfaced, shoving hair out of her eyes and searching for her hat, which had dislodged and was bobbing a few feet away. "Get a new schtick, buddy! This one's growing old!" She dogpaddled over to the edge of the pool and leaned on it, watching him through narrowed eyes. "Do I at least get a date out of this? I feel like it's only fair."

"Where ever you want to go, babe." He said, helping to fish her out. "Besides, you already had your swimsuit on."

"Yeah, it's almost like I expected you to chuck me in the pool," Adrienne answered pointedly, shooting him a knowing look. "No, wait. I had it on so I could get thrown in the pudding dunk tank and then play a pudding version of mud wrestling with Amanda and Rogue and Jean because I know you were feeling down while I was away and I wanted to give you a present. But, now that you've thrown me in the pool, I don't think you get to watch that."

"Now I know you're lying. You hate pudding."

~*~*~

"I have a volunteer for the dunk tank for you!" Adrienne told the person on the supervisory shift after the latest mansionite climbed out, soaked to the skin. She shoved Garrison forward enthusiastically.

"The things I do for love." Kane muttered, climbing on to the platform and stripping off his shirt. No sense getting it soaked if she hit the target and she had always complained that his abs were distracting. "Alright Cy, let's see your heater."

"Hey! That's not fair! Put your shirt back on!" Adrienne complained, pointing at him and looking at the crowd for support, which she didn't receive. "Oh, come on! You guys suck! I'm doing you all a favour! You guys had to smell the cheesy exoskeleton while I was away, don't you want me to have a better chance of dunking him to make sure that cheese dust is really gone for good?!"

"The crowd has turned against you, babe. Sex sells, you know."

"Argh! Fine, whatever," Adrienne muttered, waving a dismissive hand at the crowd and focusing back in on the task at hand. She paid for three baseballs and threw one a couple feet into the air experimentally. "You're forgetting, I have my secret weapon," she informed him, smirking, reaching into her handbag.

"Really? You brought that with you out here? Geez, Adri, there are kids here..."

"Har har. You're sooooo funny," she retorted, pulling her glasses case out of her bag and putting them on. "Oh, fuck! Now the abs look even better! Damnit!"

"Done in by your own specs there, Goggalor. You going to throw that thing or is it time for a second dunking in the pool?"

"Hey! Shut up!" Frowning, Adrienne focused on the target and hurled one of the baseballs. She'd been working on her archery and firearms accuracy a lot since M-Day, and it landed dead centre of the target, but didn't have enough force to trigger the release on the bench Garrison was sitting on.

"That sounded like a change-up." Kane leaned back, arrogantly letting his arms hang over the seat hinge. "A little pepper already!"

Letting the taunting get to her, Adrienne chucked the second ball at the clear plastic front of the tank. She wasn't trying to hit him, or she would have thrown at his head, but she still felt better when the ball bounced off the surface with a resounding smack.

"Just a bit outside. You're in danger of walking the batter, babe." He called out, taunting her.

Adrienne let out an aggravated scream and held it until she ran out of air. Then, she took a deep breath, focused once again on the target, took a pitcher's stance, and chucked a fastball at the target, letting out a happy whoop when it connected with the required force to dunk Garrison and all his taunting smugness into the vat of water.

Kane plunged into the water and came up sputtering. He wiped the water from his beard and leaned against the edge of the tank. "Feel better, babe?"

"Yup. Now we're even," Adrienne retorted smugly, going over to the tank and giving him a kiss.

"I think I need to go change now. Want to come inside with me and give me a hand?"

Adrienne waggled her eyebrows at him. "You know it."

"Good. Because that's only the first body part on the list I'm going to be asking for."