Boiler Beach, Sunday

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Lorna convinces Alex to come down to the fake beach and build sandcastles with her. They are cute and possibly scandalise some of the youngest members of the mansion. Whoops?

Completely fluff.



Lorna knew there was probably a limit to the amount of time she should be spending under these sunlamps but warmth and honest-to-god beach sand was just too tempting to resist. She had a cooler full of sandwiches, bottled iced tea and carrot stick and plenty of trashy magazines. It was just about perfect. If her wayward boyfriend would just get himself down here it would be even more perfect.

Grumbling to himself, Alex walked down the stairs toward the imitation, dressed in a t-shirt and his swim trunks. He'd gotten a pleading note that mentioned a bikini and warmth, and as much as he detested the fake beach in the basement, how was he to refuse Lorna?

Lorna tilted her head back to eye the door as it opened and grinned. Bingo. “Hey you, I was wondering if you were ever coming down here.” She rolled over onto her back and propped herself up on her elbows, leaving half of her blanket available. “You got my note?”

He rolled his eyes at her playfully as he closed the door behind him. Forcing himself to not look around (it was too horrifying) and concentrate just on Lorna, Alex walked over and plopped down beside her, taking off his t-shirt as he did. "You know I wouldn't have come down here on my own." He said as he gave her a quick kiss.

“Hey now, maybe it’s no Waikiki but at least it’s warm and sandy. Better than snow and gloom. Your brother certainly seems to like it.” She gave him another kiss and gestured to the cooler on her other side, “Hungry?”

"It's still not a real beach," Alex mumbled, "And of course Scott likes it, it's like recharging his battery." Just as she asked, his stomach rumbled. "And actually I am...whatcha got?"

“He’s giddy. It’s hysterical.” She flipped the cooler open. “Ham, roast beef or cheese sandwiches, cold hot dogs, veggies, fruit salad, other stuff. Chips, too.” She flipped her hair over her shoulder as she looked back at him. “What can I tempt you with?”

"Fruit salad would be wonderful..." He grinned at the image of a giddy Scott. "And I thought I was supposed to be the hyper brother...I'll admit, I don't think I've seen him hyper, not even when we were little."

Lorna pulled the Tupperware container of fruit out and a couple of plastic forks. She handed one to him and sat up the rest of the way to pry the lid off. “It’s like an alternate dimension or something. Bouncy Scott, mopey Alex.” She leaned in and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"I am not mopey!" Alex defended, sounding whiny instead, which caused him to flinch. To stop him from saying anything else stupid he took a piece of watermelon from the container and stuffed it in his mouth.

“You moped your way into here and now you’re moping that I called you on it.” She smiled. “But that’s okay. Because sunshine will make you feel better and you’re going to build a sandcastle with me.”

"it's not realsunshine..." Alex mumbled under his breath before he caught her last statement. "I'm going to do what now?"

“Pretend it is.” Lorna suggested and set aside the fruit salad. She crawled off the blanket and picked up a handful of sand. “You’re going to build a sandcastle with me. I have a little bucket and everything.” She pointed at her beach bag where there was indeed a brightly colored plastic bucket and shovel.

Alex gave her a look that he could not believe she was serious. "You know," he said as he picked up the said plastic bucket + shovels and brought it over to where she sat, "I don't think I've ever built a sand castle before..."

“Which considering you practically grew up on a beach is a terrible crime. Get some water in the bucket would you? Just a little bit.” She beamed up at him, “It helps the sand stick.”

"Hey! Surfing was higher priority for me thank you very much." He protested as he got up to get the requested water. He bent over to dunk the bucket into one of the kiddie pools, swinging his butt a bit for Lorna's benefit.

She grinned again and enjoyed the view. “Sandcastles are a sacred beach-time experience,” she informed him as he came back, then tapped her lips and beckoned him closer.

Gladly, Alex kissed her quickly as he sat down again. "And I have a true beach bunny to show me how. So we have sand and water...now what?"

“Now we mix ‘em. Just a little bit.” Lorna tipped the bucket onto a pile of sand she’d gathered and dug her hands into it, adding more sand so she could build it up. “Come on, you can’t do this with getting a little messy.”

Taking that as a challenge, Alex dug his hands in, getting up on his knees so he could mix better. Feeling impish, he threw a handful of damp sand at Lorna.

Instinctively, she shrieked and fell backward, scrambling at her chest which was sprinkled liberally with sand. Of course, her hands were just as sandy so all she succeeded in doing was getting more sand on her. “Alex!” She sat back up and threw sand back at him in retaliation. “That is not proper sandcastle etiquette. I have sand in my top now!” She giggled as she said it, unable to take anything seriously at the moment.

He giggled as he ducked the sand coming at him. "You look so upset, I wouldn't have known!" He leaned forward and gave her a quick kiss. "I'll help you clean it out later."

“You’d better believe you are,” she muttered at him and held onto him a little bit longer, giving him another kiss. “Now. Rule number one, sand goes on the castle not on the girlfriend. Got it, blondie?”

He gave her a quick nod and salute. "yes ma'am!" He looked at the soggy patch of sand then back at her. "So now what, m'lady?"

“Sand! Castle! It’s not a hard concept. And stop calling me ma’am. I know I’m ancient by comparison, all right?” Lorna made a face at him, amused. She began to shape the sand into a rough pyramid.

"Hey you're the expert!" He stuck his tongue out at her as he experimented, making a couple hills in a rough circle. "Like this?"

“Sure. There’s no right way to do it.” She dipped her fingers in the bucket and flicked water at him. “We need turrets.”

Alex squinted to get the water out of his eye, instead of using his sand covered fingers. "Turrets? Those are the tower things right?" He made a big hill out of his small hills and tried to make it more square like.

“Yes, those are those tower things.” She moved so she was sitting closer and began to build a wall around her pyramid, occasionally mixing more water into the sand whenever it got too dry.

As he started making mounds on top of his big one, he playfully kicked down part of her wall with his foot, then pretended not to notice.

Lorna glared at him and fixed her the wall then “accidentally” knocked into his arm as he was shaping a tower, making him knock it over.

He yelped as he prevented himself from falling on top of his castle. Smirking, he rebuilt the fallen tower, then leaning back to stretch, knocked off the top of her pyramid.

“Hey!” She fixed it and spent a few painstaking moments carving out an archway in her wall before crawling up behind Alex and kissing the back of his bent neck.

The kiss caused him to shudder slightly, making him destroy the last tower he'd built, but frankly he didn't care. He turned his head and kissed her. "You’re right this is fun!"

“Of course I’m right. It’s a gift and a curse.” She slid her arms around his waist and rested her chin on his shoulder. “Sandcastles are fun.”

He leaned back into her, and closed his eyes, his hand covering hers at his waist. "It's not a curse, not when it's something like this."

“Well no, not when I get to spend time with my boyfriend who is finally no longer moping.” Lorna smiled then squirmed. “Except that the sand in my top is becoming seriously irritating. Hang on a sec.” She pulled her arms back and dusted her hands off as best as she could before trying again to brush the sand out of her bikini top.

Carefully wiping his hands on the top of his shorts, he turned and helped her get the gritty sand out of her top. Then he kissed her shoulder, then her neck then nibbled on her ear. "It's been months since I could tell you this but you are so hot in a bikini..."

Lorna smiled and, after making sure her top was back in place, curled up against Alex, winding her arms around his neck. “I’m glad you think so or this whole beach thing would have been a bad idea.” She moved her head to meet his lips with her own. “Well, for you. I still would have been happy to see you.”

He giggled as he nuzzled their noses together. "I still don't like the idea of a fake beach, but I can deal with it to see you like this." Out of the corner of his eye he saw some of the younger kids giving them odd looks and he grinned. "We have an audience..."

Lorna glanced at the kids and burst into silent giggles. “Yes, it seems we do. Maybe we should get out of here and continue our beach party someplace less populated? I think I have a pretty decent tan now.”

"Good, that's the answer I was hoping for." He stood up, helping Lorna up with him and brushed them both off.

Lorna let him dust her off then smirked at him. “I thought it might be.” She kissed him lightly. “I’m sorry I can’t bring you to a real beach. Maybe after the holidays? I still haven't seen Hawaii.”

"Don't be sorry, maybe I can convince Scott to let me spend my birthday in Hawaii." He smirked. "And I'll be done with my classes here...What do you say?" He asked as he helped her gather up her stuff.

“Sounds perfect.” She shrugged into a slim sundress and slippers then took her bag from him. “But right now I need a shower. I’m all sandy.”

He slipped his t-shirt on quickly. "So am I, mind if I join you?" He wiggled his eyebrows playfully, implying he had plans for afterwards also...

She winked at him and laughed, linking her arm with his. “Sure. You can wash my back.”

"Anything you would like m'lady.'

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"Yes, those are those tower things."

I don't know why, but that line cracked me up.

And Leyu's a little bit jealous, by the way. Now she wants Alex to make a sandcastle with her.