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spring break 2010: the bahamas

Atlantis Resort - Tuesday [Rooms & Activities]

The skies over Atlantis were clear and bright with just a few puffy white clouds to give that feeling of perfection in the very air. In the night, the resort had been reset, everything fresh and new, from smooth beaches to full buffets. Whatever the Fandomites hearts desired was there and ready for the taking!

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"Does the cutest tomato on the beach mind if I sit with her for a bit?" Hannibal wondered, shaking his hair out again.

“I’m not a tomato yet,” she protested. “Though I'm still totally the cutest. But I suppose you can sit down. How’ve you been?”

"Not bad," he said, flopping down beside her and digging his toes into the sand. "Trying to magically make graduation not come with the powers I don't have but other than that, can't complain."

"Graduation sucks," she said cheerfully, leaning over to try and poke him. "No thinking 'bout it at the beach. Or I'll put sand in your hair."

So there! Or something!

"Sand in my hair?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "When you did you regress to age six? It's rather cute on you!"

"I have a beach ball and I'm not afraid to use it," she mock-threatened. "And you've got to be six on the beach. It's the beach."

... That was apparently all the reason she needed, yes.

"Don't six year olds on the beach generally bury each other in the sand?" he asked, raising an eyebrow and kicking some sand her way.

"Do you want to be buried?" she asked archly, scooping some sand up and lobbing it in his direction. "I'm sure that can be arranged."

"Do I want to be buried?" Hannibal shook his head and kicked some more sand. "Doubt you could do it anyway. I'm too big."

Her eyes lit up even as she made a face and brushed the sand off of her.

"Is that a chaaallenge?"

"Maybe," he said innocently. "Could be. Probably is."

She narrowed her eyes thoughtfully.

"What do I get if I manage it?"

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"A hug?" he tried, stifling any laughter that was trying to come out.

"Do I look like the sort of girl who can be bought with hugs?"

She really totally was.

"Yes." He nodded eagerly. "Five hugs."

And the chance to bury Hannibal in the sand. Really, how could she say no?

"You're on," Ino decided, smirking. "Five hugs if I manage to bury you."

"Deal." Hannibal nodded before asking, "Do I get to put up a fight or do I have to stay still and just hope you run out of energy?"

Ino pursed her lips.

"Hope I run out of energy?" she said hopefully. "Because if you put up a fight then someone might get hurt."

Him, really, more than her. But she'd let him think it was her who didn't want to get hurt if he wanted. What sort of girl, after all, would want to get hurt on vacation? (What sort of boy, for that matter.)

"All right, I can dig that." He didn't really wanna fight anyway. It'd just mean sand got in someone's mouth and that as just gross. "No sand down my swimsuit and none in my mouth!"

"If sand winds up in your swimsuit, I promise it won't be deliberate."

She glanced around, studying the beach. "How 'bout that spot there? It looks nice and open."

"Works for me," he said, pushing to his feet and wandering over. "Don't let any kids put crabs on me either. If you manage to get me buried, that is."

Hannibal was fairly sure she'd succeed but he had to keep up the air of machismo.

"What's that?" she asked archly, darting ahead of him to make sure that there spot he was going to lay wasn't too lumpy. "You want kids to put crabs on you?"

She was innocent. Really!

"If you let anyone put crabs on me, I'm gonna tell," he laughed. "Tattletale right on you and get you in trouble. Yep."

"On the ground, you," she laughed, one hand on resting on a hip. "And who you going to tell? The Mayor?"

Who would probably sigh. A lot.

"And the principal!" Hannibal exclaimed, settling on the ground before laying down and getting comfortable. "And maybe my mom too."

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