Typhoon Lagoon; Walt Disney World, Orlando, FL. Saturday [06/19].

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Thanks to an oh-so-mysterious *winkwink* benefactor with a subtle, secretive olive branch of a distraction in mind, Prompto had scored a few tickets for a day in the sun and surf at pretty swanky water park, the significance of which was probably sadly lost on everyone attending. But the main reason this particular park had been chosen, actually, was because it boasted the continent's largest wave pool, which was perfect for when you had a nine-foot-tall shark prince to consider!

"I call dibs on riding Sidon in the wave pool first!" Prompto announced, once they got in and got all suited up for the park.

Because that was a totally normal thing to say.


[[ for the sister and...myself...and...myself again!

Look, I planned on being glued to my computer today, anyway, soooooo.... ]]

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"We should at least let him think we're going to let him get away with it," Prompto decided, following her gaze with a thoughtful rub of his chin, "and then, bam! We'll give him a harsh splash of reality!

"Seriously, though, if he thinks I'm not dragging him out on some of those sick slides, he is totally delusional."

Plus, imagine all the pictures of wet Noctis that needed to be had!

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Right?!

Like, be still her beating heart! Iris was going to be so jealous.

"And we'll need some time to sit," she allowed. "If only to get a drink and we'll probably get hungry at some point.........."

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"We'll probably be starving at some point," Prompto corrected. "Playing around in the water and sun all day can really work up an appetite, and I'm already downwind of some of the food right now, and it already smells amazing."

Then he snickered.

"Imagine the look on their faces when Sidon walks up to get his food."

And then, a thought.

"Ohman, I hope they actually have pizza."

He was pretty sure that was the only thing other than fish that Sidon could even eat.

Which was super weird, dude.

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That was really super weird.

"If not, like, I bet we could order in pizza," she reasoned, not really worried about the cost. Or how ridiculous that sounded. "We can figure it out later!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

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"Problems for after some sun and fun!" Prompto agreed. "This place is already great, and we just got here, that's a pretty good sign."

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"It can only get better!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she agreed, flinging her arms about him for a quick hug just out of sheer exuberance. "And if any of us get sunburnt, I can fix that!!!!!!!!!!!!"

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Well, if he was going to be getting a hug, Nina was definitely getting one back with one arm while his other hand patted her head.

And flicked one of her buns again.

It never got old!

"Oh," he assured her, "I am definitely getting sunburned."

He was honestly starting to feel a little scorched already.

You'd think if you were going to make clones, you'd at least give them skin stronger than parchment paper...

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You would think, but that would have required a different genetic donor for the clones and, like, as if that had been going to happen.........

"Then I've got your back!!!!!!!!!!!!" she decreed, though she was also going to wiggle out of that hug with a squeal of faux-outrage. "Hands off the hair!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

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"NEVER!" said Prompto, boldly giving both buns a flick, confident in the fact that he was taller than Nina and therefor his hair was a little safer (not that it would matter in the slightest once they got in the water, but it looked good now!), and then promptly started to bolt his way toward the wave pool.

Only to be immediately stopped by some lifeguard type blowing a whistle and telling him no running.

Like, way to ruin a perfectly good dramatic moment by doing your job, dude.