He chuckled softly and attempted to get comfortable on the towel, hair floating and curling all about as he avoided lying on it or allowing it to touch the sand.

Lily snuggled up next to him, "You know...I think this is the first time we had so much beach space to ourselves," she commented.

"I like it that way," said Kelly. "Nice an' quiet, no Frisbees in my face."

As he said this a bright pink Frisbee sailed over the sand and landed on his face.

Kelly took a moment to appreciate the irony, rapping his claws against the sand in irritation before picking up the disc. "Very funny," he grumbled, throwing a glance up at the sky.

A tall blond high school girl came bouncing up to them, "Hey! Like, can I have my Frisbee back?" she asked as she chewed on her pinky nail.

Kelly held up the Frisbee to show it to her, then with a flick of his claws it vanished into blackness as he fixed the girl with an emotionless stare.

The girl blinked at him then scowled, "Hey douche! That was my Frisbee! You didn't have to be an asshole!"

"I can do the same thing to you," Kelly stated as a simple matter of fact.

"Uh, that's illegal and you'll, like, go to jail," the girl drawled peevishly.

That statement caused him to crack a smile. "Why would I be afraid of jail?"

Lily put a hand on Kelly's shoulder, "Just let it go and give the girl back her Frisbee," she said.

Kelly sighed softly and the girl vanished, only to reappear in the shadow of someone else's umbrella much farther down the beach, Frisbee in hand.

The girl looked bewildered but upon seeing that she was alive she ran away from the beach as fast as she could. Lily petted Kelly's hair, "Thank you, dear,"

A lock of the hair curled around her waist and pulled her in closer to Kelly.

Lily giggled and kissed him, "You're sweet,"