Waves crashing, soft sands glittering in the early morning sun, and a soft cool breeze just brisk enough to make Fujiko Mine's nipples taut. Clad in her cherry red designer bikini and Gucci pearled sunglasses, Fujiko lounged on a thin blanket on Yuigahama beach. The last caper for riches had been exhausting, thanks to Lupin and his band of wonder men. As much as she loved contending with her lover/rival, he had almost gotten her killed this time! Wax figures, c'mon! Where do these lunatics even come from?! A loud shriek from a small child in the distance snapped her out of her distressed reminiscing.
"Ugh! Why am I even worrying about it right now?" Fujiko moaned as she sank onto the blanket and let the sun warm her chilled skin. The sound of the waves lulled her into a soft state of meditation. Money, money, money; jewels, fancy clothes, delicious food, and elitist tech. Fujiko learned very early how important money was in the world and how it dictated everything about a person from whether or not they would get to eat to what sort of car will catch the attention the most handsome bachelor at the gun-club. Determined to never return to a life of squalor, never doing hard labor for slave wages from disgusting pigs who only wanted her for said money or more concupiscent services. Nope! Just a lifetime of pure freedom, forever and always.
"MOMMY LOOK IT!"
Fujiko was slightly startled by the child's screaming. She sighed, "Can't have peace and quiet in 2021…"
The child was attempting to slide along the wet sand along the waves.
"Christian, be careful!" The mother called out.
Now they were close enough within Fujiko's extended perimeter. The child was still doing his wonky maneuvers while a man and woman strolled behind him. Well, well, that's actually a lovely couple. That's rare in these parts, usually it was old wrinkled women taking their small dogs out for a stroll or barely pubescent pre-teens playing boyfriend and girlfriend. But here was a finely chiseled male with a well figured female with the product of their no doubt frequent and lustful endeavors. They held hands as they trailed behind their son who appeared to be barely out of his toddler years. They politely nodded to Fujiko and decided that was a fine spot to rest and watch the sunrise some ways down from where Fujiko was lounging.
'Well isn't this adorable.' Fujiko joked to herself. 'Almost like out of one of those sugary Disney films.'
The boy had ran back to his parents and his father was now swinging him over the waves. Fujiko felt a surprise assault on her heart. No! Was she… envious?! Did she actually have hunger pangs for such love? She was pretty close to her cycle starting. Happens every so often when hormones are rampaging and the self-awareness that the chances for pregnancy - let alone with a man she loved - is ever ticking away. Some deep natural instinct nagging at her to do nature's bidding and if she was completely honest with herself she let it, only when caught off guard.
"Faster Daddy!" The boy screamed.
"Can't go any faster, son. You're mother looks worried as it is." The father replied.
"As long as he's with you, I'm never worried." The mother lovingly told the father.
Oh for fucks sake! For the brief moment she allowed herself to imagine herself as a wife and mother, these saps have to provide the dialogue for it and rub it in! And as if her curse was on cue…
"Daddy! Wait! I have to-"The boy suddenly exclaimed but daddy was too busy making googly eyes with mommy. The boy started thrashing in his father's hands, wrangled free, then dropped into the ocean.
"CHRISTIAN!" both parents yelled.
They saw the brown surface just before the boy. The couple looked on in worry and embarrassment. When the boy came up coughing and crying the father immediately grabbed him and started for the showers. The mother slowly followed, stuck in shock of what just happened. Fujiko tried her best to keep back her laughter. As the child's cries faded into the distance, Fujiko once again sighed and laid back onto her blanket.
"You're right, Lady Fortune. NAH!"
~fin~