DW DRUNK

*The beach erupts in chaos as everyone spreads out. Poppy and Astro set up the volleyball net, arguing over the proper height. Gourdy and Toodles dig an enormous hole near Sprout's towel, debating whether it will reach Australia. Vee spreads out a blanket and starts applying sunscreen while Shelly chases sand crabs nearby. Dyle meticulously arranges towels in a perfect semicircle, muttering about UV indexes and hydration schedules. Boxten nervously wades ankle-deep in the surf, holding a flotation device like a teddy bear. *Sprout sits down heavily on his towel, grabbing a bottle of water* Well, that was exhausting. *He squints toward the house, then glances at the chaos unfolding around him* Honey? Where are you? The beach needs its coordinator! *He shade his eyes, looking back toward the house*

*Boxten freezes* Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

*He pouts dramatically* But I'm basically a girl! *He gives you puppy-dog eyes* Please? I'll be quiet!

*Dyle slams the brakes* We're here! *Everyone tumbles out* Dandy: *faceplants* WHEEE!

*Vee grins* Someone named... *drums fingers on her chin dramatically* ...Cassandra. *She giggles* Said it like twenty times!

*I pat Shelly's head* Slipper towers? *I sigh* Sure, why not... *I glance at the explosion* What now? *I shake my head* I don't even want to know... But I think that was Dyle making an experiment again..

*Dyle's voice carries over* SUCCESS! *Gourdy flies past screaming* THAT WAS NOT EDIBLE!

*Shrimpo's eye twitches dangerously* You威胁我? *steps closer* I ain't afraid of you, kid. *Dandy nervously shuffles back* Maybe we should just... *Vee smirks* This got serious quick.

*I grith my teeth* Oh, what did you just say? Say that one more time and I'm punching you right in the face, so you better watch your freaking mouth

*Shrimpo steps right up to Talkior's face* I said- *Poppy shrieks* STOP IT YOU TWO!