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A tent on the beach, Monday morning
So, Dinah and Priestly had decided to camp out on the beach Sunday night. The weather was warm enough, they'd gotten a tent and a double sleeping-bag in town, and a cooler full of drinks and snacks. It had been really, really nice.

And as the Monday morning tide rolled in, Dinah turned over with a sigh, to find her hair no longer chin-length, the sunlight in her eyes, and herself no longer married to the guy sharing the sleeping bag. She really ought to be used to this by now, and yet somehow....

Cue awkward morning conversation, take-- crap, what were they on now, take six? Argh.

[ooc: for the BFF.]

"Jerk!" Whap. "Brat." Whup. "Twerp." Whuff.

Dinah collapsed back to the sleeping bag, giggling, and managed, "Well, that decides it, you just had a weekend-long hallucination, or you were married to someone else all that time."

"Well, that's a relief," Priestly said. "I'd hate to think I'll grow up to actually marry a purse."

Dinah chortled. "I hate those stupid name-tags, especially when I'm wearing a dress where people would stare at my cleavage, okay?" She yawned and considered. "I still like the idea of a fleet of rogue food trucks though."

"Pirate foods. Stealing from the haute cuisine and giving to the schmoe on the street."

"Showing up in downtown New Gotham without warning, and vanishing like ninjas back into the night." Dinah yawned, then grinned. "I would be a better city dictator than some of the ones who've tried it."

"You totally would. Though then you'd be getting into supervillain territory and I'd have to object to you on principle."

Dinah gave him a sad face. "I thought you were going to get arrested with me. The honeymoon really is over, isn't it?"

"Awww, I'll totally still get arrested with you," Priestly promised. "After I dismantle your dictatorship from within."

"Enh. Fair enough." Dinah lay back on her pillow and stared up at the ceiling of the tent, realizing she didn't even care that they were both naked, still. "As futures go, that one was very non-freak-out-inducing."

"It really was. Do you suppose Fandom's given up on messing with us?"

Dinah gave him a Look. "I wouldn't go that far... but maybe it's given up on trying to mess with us like this. Or she thought it owed us one after last year." Pronouns, so messy when talking about Fandom.

Well, it was difficult to properly gender a sentient land mass. It wasn't like they could ask Fandom what zie preferred.

"Fandom owes us several for last year," Priestly agreed.

"Mmmm." Dinah was not about to bring the Awkward back. Or maybe it had gone off to hide from them? "Also, way better than waking up with Warren that one time, because that was freak-inducing on multiple levels." She TK'd open the cooler and floated a water bottle to herself. Then a little bag of dried blueberries. "Breakfast of champions."

"Hey, you're going to share some of that with your non-powered ex-husband, right?"

What? They'd been married and now they weren't. In the future.

Tenses in Fandom: also difficult.

Dinah took a slurp from the bottle and then handed it to him, stuffed a few blueberries in her mouth and held out the bag in faux-resignation.

"Does this count as community property?"

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