Antimony paused as xe tried to imagine Kurt and Bert doing something together. "That musta looked weird..."

"It felt sort of weird, like I was looking at a fun house mirror showing myself years from now," said Bert as he dragged his net along the silty bottom, pulling it up to reveal a crab and various shellfish.

"It'd be neat to see my future self," mused Antimony, holding out a bucket for whatever had been caught.

Bert fished through the net and put in only the large, healthy looking muscles, clams, oysters and crabs, "You'd be Randy VII, Only blacker," Bert teased giving xet a kiss.

Antimony giggled. "An' with better fashion sense," xe added.

"Ain't it the truth," said Bert as he held up a particularly gnarled looking lobster, "Ew, look at 'im!"

"I seen some shit, man," said Antimony in a gravelly voice intended to be that of the lobster.

Bert gave a laugh, "You think we should eat 'im or throw 'im back?"

Antimony squinted at the lobster. "Throw 'im back. He made it this far..."

Bert tossed the lobster back into the sea, "There 'e goes!" he put an arm around Antimony, "Think we got enough food or will we need another bucket full?"

Antimony snorted. "We gonna need another bucket."

"Of course, the way you and the rest of the family eats we might need six buckets," said Bert.

"Then we best get fishin'," laughed Antimony, skipping ahead of him.

On their way to their beach towels to get another bucket Bert accidentally knocked over a sand castle, "Hey! Watch it foo! I fight you!" said Burt.

Antimony wrinkled xet nose at him. "He ain't do it on purpose, ribbetang!"

"Ribbit? Is you a frog?" Burt prodded Antimony.