Fill for Pyroclastic's "One Sentence" Fic Meme prompt: "Brittany/Quinn, waterfight. Doesn't have to be sexual."
Quinn ducked behind the park bench to avoid the water flying toward her. She peered out from underneath and laughed at the confused look on Brit's face at her sudden disappearance. She snaked her hand around the side of the bench to her own bag and pulled out her own water bottle, getting ready for a sudden attack.
When Brittany turned around, trying to see if Quinn had somehow apparated behind her, she was caught in the full force of the water. She squealed and span back around, and, seeing only one way to get Quinn equally wet at this point, grabbed her in a tight hug.
Quinn shrieked then laughed, spinning around in Brittany's arms. The pair laughed together; friends; happy and carefree on a hot summer's day.