"WOWCOOL!" He said, detouring across the ocean to scamper across the ice that Kara made, skidding around on it as he lost all traction and it was only by leaping off of the ice and continuing to run that he was able to keep from falling right into the ocean.
Bart gave an excited laugh, grinning at Kara.
It was only a second later before they were right back in the field in Manchester, all of the wild flowers swaying with the gusts of wind they brought in their wakes.
"Aw man, you win!" He said, kicking a stone and trying to look appropriately disappointed. "I guess lunch is on me. Drats!"