After the ROUS debacle with Fox, you'd think Bart would stop trying to cool off through the act of swimming. You would be wrong, because Bart is as stupid as he is stubborn. This time at least he has chosen the ocean instead of a lake - more populated, but waters he can trust, and populated by enough boats that any creepy creatures would be less inclined to come near the shallows. Hopefully.
He is currently sitting on the furthest dock on the beach drinking from his water bottle when El walks right past him. He pays them no mind at first because there are plenty of people milling about beneath the summer sun. Until they start to act a little...weird. Hesitating in fits and starts like Ophelia heading to her demise with a fistful of flowers.
The nurse in him sits up and blares alarms, so Bart abandons his bottle and slides into the water to swim towards the stranger until he can get close enough to talk and also feel the silt and rock beneath his feet. "Hey, y'okay? Ya look spooked." Gruff but clearly concerned as he stabilizes and stands, water level falling to his chest as he straightens.
He is currently sitting on the furthest dock on the beach drinking from his water bottle when El walks right past him. He pays them no mind at first because there are plenty of people milling about beneath the summer sun. Until they start to act a little...weird. Hesitating in fits and starts like Ophelia heading to her demise with a fistful of flowers.
The nurse in him sits up and blares alarms, so Bart abandons his bottle and slides into the water to swim towards the stranger until he can get close enough to talk and also feel the silt and rock beneath his feet. "Hey, y'okay? Ya look spooked." Gruff but clearly concerned as he stabilizes and stands, water level falling to his chest as he straightens.
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