Soon enough they were on the hotel's pool, where Remus led Sirius to one of those beach chairs (can't remember the name, pardon my ignorance), where he told him to lay down and wait. Sirius gave him a sensual look, which made Moony blush and punch him in the arm. After leaving Sirius, he ran away followed closely by James and Peter.
Sirius looked around. There were many ladies in tight bikinis, some mature men who obviously did not exercise that much anymore and some kids. He felt comfortable in there, tanned by the sun, waiting for whatever his friends had schematized. Suddenly, much to his surprise, came Remus running from inside the hotel, terrified. Sirius straightened, worried about his boyfriend. The young man ran towards the pool, looking hurriedly to his back. He went directly to one old fat man, who had been sleeping with a book on his face. He jumped above him, shaking him by the shoulders. The man woke up, scared. Then Remus started screaming.
"Please, please, help me!" he screamed hysterically "You have got to help me, somebody is chasing me!"
Remus pointed towards James and Peter, who were wearing some kind of eccentric black robes. They were running towards him, screaming menacingly. Remus held the man tighter.
"OH GOD, NO!" he shook him "PLEASE, PROTECT ME, THEY'RE TRYING TO KILL ME!"
The man looked terrified, for James and Peter were drawing closer and Remus kept shaking. Panicked, the man pushed the golden eyed, stood up, threw a bottle of beer and ran away. Everybody just froze, glaring at the marauders. Then Remus started laughing, followed by James and Peter. Sirius was grinning idiotically, laughing hysterically at last. A waiter walked towards them, clearly confused and amused. The marauders ran away, not ready to get expelled just yet. Once they found themselves safe, they laughed again.
"You planned that!" inquired Sirius with tears in his eyes "because I swear that guy is probably locked up in a bunker by now!"
James shook his head, taking one old weird hat off his head.
"Nah, we were coming back from getting our robes, when Moony spotted him! I swear he reminded me so much of Wormtail that I just couldn't resist!" everybody laughed, including Peter.
"And what are those robes all about, anyway?" Remus winked, provoking a grin on Padfoot's face.
"We were planning to get ourselves drunk, and Jamsie here came up with the idea of disguising like 45 years old men" he pointed at Peter, who looked like a gangster. He chuckled.
"Well then, let's keep on moving then!"
The Marauders took off to the public beach, talking about pranks and fat women in bikinis. Once they got there, James and Peter went to some local store to get some drinks, leaving Sirius and Remus alone in the almost deserted beach.
"Hey Moony, you really scared me in there. Thought something had happened to you" he said, grabbing him by the waist.
"Sorry Pads, I just find it hilarious to jump on fat guys and provoke them heart attacks." They kissed, suddenly interrupted by his fellows.
"Well, we have two news. One bad and one good. Which one do you want to listen to first?" asked James, solemnly.
"The good one, please" requested Sirius.
"Well, we got the bottles" said James, stretching his arms, showing then the bottle of rum they had acquired.
"But…"
"But, the guy from the store thinks we are exploited children from Mozambique forced to disguise and buy alcohol for their masters" concluded James. Remus and Sirius exchanged looks. They only hoped local policemen didn't go looking for their masters.
After two hours of drinking, talking and taking the sun, three of the Marauders decided it was time for a new prank. Sirius sat down, excited.
Prongs, Wormtail and Moony talked among themselves a little bit, finally coming to an agreement. Padfoot wondered what they would do, providing there was only a couple in the beach, bathing in the sea. Suddenly, without further notice, Peter fell on the ground. Sirius stared, confused.
"Alfonso!" shouted James, followed by Remus "Alfonso, what's wrong, amigo!"
The couple stared at them, worried. Remus kneeled by Peter, shaking him lightly.
"Alfonso, despierta!" Moony shook stronger "Alfonso, wake up!"
James started crying, while Remus screamed something in Spanish.
"He's not waking up! He's dead! He's dead!" shrieked Prongs. The woman walked towards them, a hand in her mouth.
"Hey kids, is your friend alright?" she asked with concern.
"No está respirando, ¡se está muriendo!" said Remus, who was now crying too.
"Our friend…he's dead" said James, shaking lightly. The woman frowned.
"Are you sure? Maybe he just fainted" she put his hand on his forehead, unsure. Remus shrieked again.
"Ave María purísima, se muere! Se muere!"
James patted his shoulder, staring at Peter with sadness.
"Was he sick or something? Perhaps you drank too much?" she suggested. Nevertheless, her assumptions were interrupted by Remus' rambling.
"Es el agua, el agua lo mató. ¡El mar ha matado a Alfonso!" he said, pointing at the sea. James covered his mouth with his hands.
"What? What is he saying?" said a scared woman. She was once again interrupted.
"¡Leí sobre esto! ¡Los químicos del agua lo han matado! ¡Matan a cualquiera!" he desperately said, nodding effusively. The woman started fidgeting.
"What on earth is he saying?" she asked James. He looked terrified.
"He says the sea did it…" he pointed towards it "tha-that he re-read some-mething about wa-water contamination!" the three of them stared at the man who was still on the sea. The woman then stood up, panicked.
"Roger, Roger, get out of the sea! GET OUT!" the guy seemed petrified, for he had obviously listened to the whole conversation. He swam as fast as he could to the shore, cleaning himself. Peter tried to hold back his laughter, so he started moving as if with convulsion, scaring the heck out of the couple, who ran away to the nearest hospital. The Marauders then started laughing, pausing for small seconds to catch their breaths.
After what seemed like centuries they stopped, deciding it was time to eat. Sirius held Remus, congratulating him for his excellent Spanish. Moony assured speaking other language always increased the fear. Nobody argued about that.
They ate somewhere edible, drank a bit more and finally parted. They reached the hotel, where James hid behind a wall, wearing his mysterious black robes. He scared a couple of clients, until one lady freaked out so much she actually chocked with her own saliva. He then stopped.
It was almost midnight when they went back to their bedrooms, exhausted by so much laughter. Sirius was very happy, for that day had been perfect. He walked into his room with Remus, who was hugging him tightly.
The best part of his day was coming next…
THEIRD TIME, TOMORROW…