Beach Filler Episode (OPEN)

[Gildarts]

Before Shin’s tale

So far, there were some pretty good stories. From the Hairy Man, to the one about the emo ghostie and the enchanted song. Several people still had yet to have their turn.

Suddenly, people were making out. In front of Molly. Well, this wasn’t the first time today but Gildarts had pledged it would be the last. His eyes sharply knifed into Desman and Dust, more the faceless robot who had initiate the kiss. “I had one request,” Gildarts said, referencing their explicit behavior.

“You’re not gonna like how cold the sand is at night, but some people,” the crash mage sighed, “Just won’t listen.”

“Gildarts you don’t have to put them in timeout again, it’s fine, Dust just has irresistible lips, that’s all, though I was expecting the other lady to make a move, rather than… Him.” Molly said.

“You sure they didn’t disrupt your night, little princess?” he said in a fatherly tone.

“You can let this one slide, plus we don’t want to be rude to our guests and imprison them to be nibbled by sand fleas. I see this all the time in movies and on OmniTelevision. As long as they agree to act accordingly, there’s nothing wrong, nor surprising about a little lively zest to our campfire conversations and storytelling,” She said in a matter-of-fact tone. “Don’t disrupt anyone’s stories again though, or else I’ll sick Gildarts on you. Strongest Prime, you know, the whole deal.” The little girl folded her arms and people seemed to settle down.

“You see this on the little box in your room?!” Gildarts was frightfully astounded.

The drunk one was nibbling a sandwich to sober up and their ale bottles had been confiscated and replaced by water bottles by a nifty flying cat when they had been absent or otherwise distracted. While Gildarts agreed that they should go, for strictly parental purposes, it was already almost over anyway. There was no real point and Molly didn’t seem to mind the extremism but Gil also didn’t want Molly growing up thinking it was alright to be a drunkard… Then he thought about Cana, Heh. There were few left who had not told their story, Gildarts being one of them.

Shin told his story next while the others were drenched in water and cleaning themselves off… With the “banana boat "comment the swordsman continued to step on Gildarts’ toes, crossing a line right in front of his daughter. If he had had his way, they’d all spend the entire night thinking about their actions, from the chin down, they’d be in a sandy cement prison.