Swing Low, Sweet Chariot
Title: Hey, Batta Batta
Genre: Fun
Rating: G
Summary: Sea, surf, and someone getting their ego handed to them on a silver plate.
Author's Note: I didn't die, I just... died.
Da
Dum
Da
Splash!
“Nice save.”
“Don’t mock me.”
“Mock you? Me?”
“And you can stop smirking-“
Dum
Da
Da
Da
“Of course you hog the ball; why am I surprised?”
“You’re just embarrassed because I’m beating you.”
Dum
Da
Splash!
“Remind me, again, why we’re playing paddle ball?”
“Because hand-eye coordination is an important aspect of any soldier’s training and an essential reflex when off-world-“
“No, no, I’ve heard that speech before; I mean, why are we playing on the beach?”
Elizabeth straightened, wiping a smidgen of sand off her cheek, and grinned at him.
Suddenly, he didn’t care.
Genre: Fun
Rating: G
Summary: Sea, surf, and someone getting their ego handed to them on a silver plate.
Author's Note: I didn't die, I just... died.
Da
Dum
Da
Splash!
“Nice save.”
“Don’t mock me.”
“Mock you? Me?”
“And you can stop smirking-“
Dum
Da
Da
Da
“Of course you hog the ball; why am I surprised?”
“You’re just embarrassed because I’m beating you.”
Dum
Da
Splash!
“Remind me, again, why we’re playing paddle ball?”
“Because hand-eye coordination is an important aspect of any soldier’s training and an essential reflex when off-world-“
“No, no, I’ve heard that speech before; I mean, why are we playing on the beach?”
Elizabeth straightened, wiping a smidgen of sand off her cheek, and grinned at him.
Suddenly, he didn’t care.