whattingawhat | Life's a beach [RP for stillacrime]

RP Prompt: Everyone needs to get away sometime. Here is a chance for your muse to make their great escape. Where they go and with whom is all up to you.

Lately things had been a lot darker between Danny and her. Not bad just more needy, more desperate, more like the life she had to live instead of the life she wanted to live. Taking a vacation right now was out of the question. Danny couldn't get the time off but Buffy still thought they could use a vacation and she missed the beach. The California beach. Sure they had beaches in New York but they were different. And also they were full of people.

Since they couldn't go to California, Buffy had decided to bring California to them. Danny had the day off. Buffy sent Danny out for bags of ice while she put everything together on the roof. She didn't tell him what she was up to, just that she had a surprise and she needed ice. On the roof she had a sandbox full of sand, lawn chairs sitting so that they could put their feet in the sand. She also had a kiddie pool full of water, a cooler with bottles of water and beer just waiting for ice, sunscreen, and her ipod dock. She had her ipod set to play nothing but beach boys songs along with a few other California, sun and beach related songs by various artists. There was also a smores maker off to the side. They could use it to roast hot dogs as well. She considered a fire pit but she was pretty sure that was in violation of some kind of fire code or the other. She had a baseball and a couples of gloves so they could play catch later. She was wearing her bikini and she'd left Danny a note on top of a pair of swim trunks in the apartment.

Put these on and come up to the roof

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Danny returned to the apartment, surprised to find it empty. "Buffy? Summers! Got the ice." He checked each room and then discovered the note and the swim trunks.

Of course he was a little skeptical. Skepticism was in his nature. But it was Buffy. He trusted her. He snagged the shorts and changed into them but kept on the wifebeater tank he had been wearing.

After grabbing the ice again, he headed to the roof. "Yo! Summers!" He called out once there. But stopped in his tracks as he took in the display before him.

Buffy was sitting in one of the back chairs with her feet in the sand. She had on sunglasses and she gave Danny a big smile as she opened the lid on the cooler. "I miss California and since we can't go there, I'm bringing California here," she told him. It seemed perfectly logical to her. "Ice goes here," she indicated the cooler. "I was going to buy a plastic palm tree but I figured where would we put it after our beach day. I've beer and water. We're gonna roast hot dogs later over the smores thingy and then make smores. Oh and I have sunscreen. Will you do my back?"

He cast her a crooked grin and walked further out onto the roof. He dropped the ice onto the concrete a few times to break the ice and then opened the bag and spilled it into the cooler. "California in New York? Makes sense... kinda." He leaned down to kiss her forehead. "I like it."

"Good. I was hoping you would," Buffy smiled at him. "Sit. Wiggle your toes in the sand. We can play catch if you want or eat. Whatever. IT's our vacation day."

"We get a vacation? That's nice." Danny sat down next to Buffy in the lounge chair and set his feet in the sand. He wiggled his toes into the cool sand. "How'd you get sand here? This is crazy."

"Toy store. They sell bags of play sand," Buffy told him with a grin, happy to see him smiling. "In fact most of this stuff came from the toy store. There's this big one on Fifth Avenue. FBI or FAO or some letters that start with F."

"You bought sand? Don't know why that's so funny but it is. Don't you think that's funny? Payin' for dirt." But he wiggled his toes in the sand, flicking some at Buffy's ankles.

Buffy laughed and flicked sand back at him. "I think it's funny but it's not a beach without sand. So I paid for dirt."

"It's cute, Summers. Nobody's ever done stuff like this with me." Danny bobbed his head a few times. "And the Beach Boys are rockin'."

Buffy shrugged. "I've never really done stuff like this to be honest but I like doing it with you," she looked over at him and smiled. "It can't be California without the Beach Boys." She got two beers out of the cooler and opened them both then handed one to him.

"I got the best girlfriend. A pretend vacation to California and beer." He lightly clinked the neck of his beer bottle with hers. "Who could ask for more? Not me."

"Lucky me. I got a guy with low expectations," Buffy teased him.

"What? Is that bad?" Danny asked.

"Nope. No complaining here. Makes everything easier for me because it's not hard to exceed your expectations," Buffy told him with a smile. She took a sip of her beer.

"You go above and beyond all the time, Summers. Promise." Danny answered

"That's just how I roll," Buffy managed to get the words out but cracked up as soon as she'd said them. "I'm sorry. One of the boys said it today and we teased him about it."

"That's how you roll? Alright." He chuckled, ducking his head around the laugh and then sipped at his beer. "Maybe someday we can actually go to California and sit on the beach. I never been."

"Someday," Buffy nodded. "We'd have fun. There'd be lots of beach time. I'd show you the crater where I used to live and the high school I went to in LA. We could go have burgers at Johnny Rocket's, unarguably the best hamburgers ever."

"So uh... you gonna tell me how that became a crater? Where your house is?" Danny asked curiously.

Buffy nodded and dug her toes in the sand, brow furrowing slightly. She tried to decided what to censor and what to tell him in order to freak him out the least. "Honestly, I didn't have a lot to do with it. It was this big battle. Me and all the girls. Spike had this amulet that Angel had brought me. He didn't know what it was supposed to do, just that it would help me out and I needed all the help I could get. Turns out the amulet was sort of...an imploding bomb?" She shrugged. "Anyway. It imploded the town. Everyone was out except me and the girls and we got out before it cratered. Scientists said it was a earthquake that exposed a sinkhole and..." she shrugged again. "Anyway, it's now a great big crater. I think they're considering making it a national park because what else are you gonna do with a crater in the ground?"

He listened, hiding the uncomfortable of the topic pretty well. "Put water in it." He quipped.

"Lake Sunnydale,' Buffy half smiled at Danny. He did a great job of hiding the whole uncomfortable side of the topic and while she hated that he had to hide it, she understood it. And she knew it still had to be at least a little uncomfortable for him. She leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth. "One of these days we need to take a trip to Staten Island and you can show me where you went to high school and where you played baseball, places you hung out growing up and things like that."

Life's a beach [RP for stillacrime]

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