The Beach, Saturday afternoon

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Playing babysitter for the wee incarnation of his girlfriend hadn't been on Wyatt's agenda for the weekend, but he would do his best to deal and just hope that once the weekend was over, Fandom would restore her to normal. If not, he'd have to send her out to San Francisco to live with his five-year-old self or something.

He held Isabel's hand as he orbed them to the beach. "There you go," he said. "Where do you want to make your castle?"

[For izzyalienqueen, neurotic_witch, snarkyprincess, walks_two_paths, and fantastic_torch.]

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[absolutesnark]

"Hey Isabel," Summer said, not even bothering to try dodging the sand. "Building a sandcastle, huh?"

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"Yup!" she grinned. "Do you want to help? It's going to have a tower and a moat and maybe a dragon."

[absolutesnark]

"Sure," Summer replied. "Dragon, huh? Guess there should be a knight or something to rescue the princess from it."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Or a prince," Isabel said. "Every castle needs a prince to rescue the princess."

[absolutesnark]

Summer nodded. "Yeah, a prince definitely works for that, too."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Uh huh," she nodded. "And he'll need a white horse and a sword."

[absolutesnark]

"Can't slay a dragon without a sword," Summer agreed.

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"Nope," Isabel agreed. She glanced over at Wyatt with big eyes. "I bet Wyatt could slay a dragon."

[absolutesnark]

Summer smiled at that. "I bet you're right about that."