prompt: seashell
writer: Stolen Sunshine
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"You want to what?" Scorpius frowned down at the small grains of brown stuff that was working it's way inbetween his toes in a way that he was quite sure was the worse thing he had ever felt.
"Build a sandcastle! Surely you've done it before." Rose looked up from the bucket she was filling with sand.
"No. I haven't and I don't intend to do it now." He said as he brushed some sand off of the bottom of his foot. Scorpius wasn't exactly sure how he had been talked into going Rose's family at the beach near Shell Cottage but there he was and it was the last place on earth he wanted to be.
"Come on, Scorp!" She pleaded, pouting her bottom lip and batting her long eyelashes at him.
"Yeah, come on, Scorpi-poo!" James came from out of nowhere and copied his cousin. HIs arms were full of seashells of all different shapes and sizes.
"Oh alright." He gave in but didn't move from his spot on the edge of the beach. "What do I have to do?"
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