Beach Party Thread(Non-Canon)

[Caira Ayryn]

"Can I by you a drink?" His voice was drowned by the shuffle of her fading footsteps. With a heavy sigh he hung his shoulders back and flexed his muscles.

"Wow it's good to have both arms back. I haven't felt this good for years!" He spoke to Diablo again, and his eyes met with the bartender who refilled his drink.

"Hey man! Gotta keep it fresh!" Pepsi sizzled in his glass, Gildarts took a sip before spewing the pop from his lips.

SPLLLLLLLLL!!!

"What is this!? Are you trying to poison me? Where is my ale?"

"Oh man, be cool that's Pepsi, the world's finest drink."

"Might I have a beer instead?"

Pepsiman narrowed his eyes, "Oh sure, it's not like this is a kid's show or anything. Let me just relight you a cigarette while I'm at it and make a sign saying that we are offering free shots to anyone under ten." Sarcasm was laden in Pepsi's voice, but the oblivious Gildarts seemed content and expectantly awaited the beer that would never come.


Meanwhile, the Camelot King perched high on his wooden throne, spied a girl in danger, and rushed over to her aid.

"My lady," the King bowed to the recovering monk who had just had a run in with Diablo, and another soulless ginger, "Are you formidable? Can you stand? I saw what happened and I was so caught in your eyes that I couldn't help but to ask."

Caira spun around quickly, ready to slap whoever had gotten close to her, but as she turned, she saw only the piercing blue eyes of Aragorn, Camelot's King. "My lord!" The would-be solder dipped into a demure kneel before him, her hair and shoulders leaned in his direction.

He ordered with his deep voice, and puffed out his chiseled chest, "Rise." His voice commanded something more than the action, and between them a spark of summer romance was ignited.