itsacocoonthing:
“maybe we should’ve performed the ritual” holly joked, placing her hands on her hips on a very superman position with the wind playing with her hair and the sun hitting just the perfect spot, the only feature ruining the picture was her now growing smile. “drawn a circle in chalk, chanted a bit while dancing and knocking on wood as the sun rose–” she laughed then, fully ruining the superhero picture.
“definitely too early for that though, I’m not even sure if I’m ready to be hated by the little creatures after we ruin their fun with a lecture.”
the children’s laughter was heard after holly’s sentence. like sweet music in a candy shop. full of joy and sunshine. she loved children, she couldn’t lie and if she was honest with herself had she not been hired as lifeguard she’d probably be running around the place alongside them. with a childish smile she watched for a second before sighing at the sound of duty calling.
she took her black whistle and made it ring. “kids!” she finally yelled, “no running around the pool, you’ll get yourselves hurt!”
“ Oh,” Eleanor matched Holly’s joking tone, meeting it with o v e r a c t e d eagerness played perfectly. “ Oh, golly, how could we have forgotten the ritual? Now everything is totally doomed. No cute passengers are going to flirt with us, so many old men are going to call us pet-names and stand too close; and every single child on this ship is going to force us to lecture them on running around the pool.”
Laughter erupted from Eleanor then, as well. The first day was a big deal in that it was the last calm day, probably, and Eleanor would bet they were both drawing out doing their actual job and avoiding yelling at kids just to keep up the illusion the c a l m brought.
After all, it was nice for them to get some fun in too. Even if they had to find it in the form of making fun of themselves in whatever roundabout way the talk of rituals and curses was.
When Holly bit the bullet and blew her whistle, Eleanor bounced up and down on the balls of her feet and did a short little round of applause -- not mocking, just poking fun at this whole job. ( How absurd was it that she was even here? ) But Eleanor s h o v e d that thought out of her head. “ First admonishment of the trip. I’d like to say we can only go up from here ... but, probably not.”