Warren probably would have stood a chance if it wasn't for the fact that it had been since he was maybe six since someone had last tried to drag him underwater at the beach.

There was flailing. And, yes, even flapping that registered mostly as inexplicable splashing in the waves not far off. And then a somewhat spectacular splashdown.

And by the time Warren managed to surface, he was laughing and sputtering and looking not unlike a... Well, not unlike a perfectly normal if slightly wet boy in a swimsuit.

"I had that coming to me, didn't I?"