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[Hey!] Soph says, one Sunday morning when it is beastly hot - especially for a January - to her sister, her boyfriend, and her, uh, Sherlock. [It is water park weather, how does that sound to you guys? And then, like, Italian food, I am thinking fond pesto thoughts, are you guys with me on fond pesto thoughts?]

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Which Soph does. After hug, because hug.

[toblameforit]

Hug is a good reason for hug. Hug is the best reason for hug.

Hug, and then water park!

[keyed_up]

The water park is watery and parky! There is a lot of descending significant distances rapidly without any of the controlled sensation of hexed flight. Soph looks very fetching in her white-and-pink bathing suit with her hair all bedraggled, and she whoops unrestrainedly when the various water park rides fling her about. And has to cough up water once or twice.

[cross_and_bow]

Bella is also fetching but less pink and less whoopy. Fun is, nonetheless, had.

[eversomuchfun]

Sherlock is extremely fetching, not even slightly pink, and hardly whoopy at all. But he does giggle quite a bit.

[toblameforit]

Tony is moderately fetching, pink in the face if not in the shorts, and whoops with the best of them.

[keyed_up]

Both of the Swans present think their respective boyfriends are the fetchingest and their amounts of whooping the most correct. It is a good arrangement.

[cross_and_bow]

After they have all been on everything, and the best things twice and the very best things three times, Bella says, "Italian food, yes?"

[toblameforit]

"Yeah!" whoops Tony.

[keyed_up]

That is cute. Tony gets nuzzled. "Pestoooooo!"

[cross_and_bow]

"Marinara," counters Bella. "Poor Sherlock. You could probably hex it if it is a hardship."

[eversomuchfun]

"You know, there is really no good reason for me to be unable to digest food," says Sherlock. "I'll fix that."

He fixes that.

"Let's go get Italian."

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"Woo!"

And they narrow down their choices to a single Italian place with a combination of Jarvis and magic, and Soph orders pesto gnocchi.

[cross_and_bow]

Spaghetti. With meatballs.

[eversomuchfun]

Spaghetti with meatballs sounds perfect.

[toblameforit]

Pesto gnocchi it is!

[keyed_up]

"Awwwwwwww."

[cross_and_bow]

"A fine inaugural meal."

[Don't fill up, love.]

[eversomuchfun]

"I like to think so," he says, grinning at her.

[toblameforit]

Tony starts giggling.

[cross_and_bow]

"What?"

[toblameforit]

"Nothiiiiing," snickers Tony.

[eversomuchfun]

[Tony has a fine-tuned sense of when I am thinking about sex,] Sherlock explains to Juliet.

[keyed_up]

Soph starts laughing, not because she has any idea what's going on but because Tony is and he's contagious.

[cross_and_bow]

[Well, that's good to know, I suppose.]