Max waded out in the gentle tide and dipped his tiny yellow bucket into the oncoming surf. Once filled, he trudged back over to the heap of loose sand and dumped the water on it. He mixed the mud to the right consistency, then began packing it into molds.
"Need any help, Maxxy," Jack asked from his spot on the towel a few feet away. The boy shook his head and continued working. Ianto glanced over his book and smiled.
"I bet he'll be an architect one day. Look at how hard he's concentrating on that castle." As if to prove him right, Max had his tongue stuck out of the corner of his mouth and huffed in frustration as the tower crumbled at the edge.
Jack chuckled and looked back at his boyfriend, "You think so?" Ianto nodded, but stopped as soon as he started. Following his gaze, the older man gaped . Both men watched nervously as Max held a jellyfish by its' gooey top. He gently set it inside the castle walls and grinned triumphantly.
"I declare this land for King Jelly!" And with that he began running laps around the two men and back to the lapping tide. Ianto let out a breath he'd forgotten he'd been holding and Jack audibly gulped.
"How about a marine biologist instead," he suggested, watching to make sure their son didn't pick up anymore sea life royalty.
"Yeah, sounds a bit moreā¦suiting."
a/n; whew- sorry it's been soooooo freaking long you guys.
