Who: Cherish and Kyle Where: Cherish beach house Why: They don't need a reason When: late afternoon Rating: who knows
i wanna to be your valentine i wanna spike your milk with wine i wanna make the honest cry with you fading shadow i got a stick of dynamite promise you'll stay awake tonight
Cherish smirked as she sat in the sand. Wearing a pair of torn jeans and a light blue thin straped shirt. She was watching her two children run around in the tide that was coming in. They were both in little swimsuits and the little waves would knock them on there butts when they came in. Nothing to dangerous and Cherish was keeping a very close eye on them. Those kids knew how to swim before they could walk though.
If Cherish knew better she would say that she was born a mereperson and grew legs somehow. It was only right that she found a house on the beach where the ocean was her backyard. She ran her hand through her wavy hair and sighed as she knew she should go in soon and start dinner for them. She would let the babies have a few more mintues of fun though.
It would be enough to tire the little ones out so after their baths and a quidditch story from Kyle. They adored him and she was glad he stuck around. He helped her out so much and she really cared for him. At this point she wouldn't know what to do without him. He was her knight and kept the drama away from her and the babies so they could have a peaceful life.
She smirked as she stood up walking over to her kids. "Jezzie, Miki come on lets go get ready for da... Kyle to come home." She smirked when her youngest waddled over to her and raised his arms sure he was Rogers kid but he acted just like his mommy thank god she wouldn't know what to do if he acted like Roger. She lent down and picked him up kissing him on the head getting salt water on her lips. He rested his head on her shoulder as she reached down to take her daughters hand and start up the beach to their backdoor.