Two Dorks. No Lives. One Love.

Swimming Lessons

Lexi laid on the couch, staring at the world upside down, lazily tossing pencils at the sleeping Damian's head. She eventually launched one hard enough that he woke up in a startled spasm. The upside down girl glanced around innocently, but Damian walked over to her anyway, picking her up and slinging her over his shoulder.
"AAAAAH! HEY! WHAT THE CRAP, DAMIAN?!" She shouted, kicking the air.
"No one throws pencils at me," he replied in a mock serious voice, carrying her outside to the pool.
Upon noticing the pool, Lexi started kicking and struggling even more. "DON'T YOU DARE, DAMI. I'LL MURDER YOU, I SWEAR."
"Cool, then they'd arrest you for assault-water. Get it? Like salt water? No? Okay." After the awkward silence of lacking laughter, he shrugged and tossed her into the pool, which went about six feet deep.
Lexi splashed around clumsily in the water, and upon gaining composure, tried to pull Damian into the water. Of course he protested and stepped back out of her reach.
"Come on, Dami. Don't be like that. All butt-ish. Come swim!" She called to him.
"Nope," he replied. "I don't wanna get my clothes wet."
"Then go change. Or strip. It's not like I haven't seen you in your Team Fortress Two boxers. Don't you remember Arizona?"
"Yes. Yes, I remember Arizona. Look, I just... don't feel like swimming."
She snorted. "Please, Damian. Like I'm gonna believe that for one second. You can't swim, can you?"
He snorted right back at her. "That's insane, Lexi. Of course I can swim! What am I, five?"
"I know five-year-olds who can swim."
"OKAY! I can't swim. Geez." He crossed his arms uncomfortably and looked down.
"Okay. Then I'll teach you."
"What? No. I'm not a kid."
"Great, then the lessons won't take long at all."

***

About a half hour later, Damian had learned to swim like a Michael Phelps wannabe in TF2 undies, which only Damian would learn how to swim wearing.
"You did good, kid," Lexi said, patting his back.
"I had a good teacher," he replied.
She smiled and kissed his cheek. "I'll give you a gold star when you're not dripping wet."
"Speaking of wet..."
She sighed heavily. "What?"
She regretted asking after he shoved her back into the pool. However, he made it up to her by jumping in and swimming with her for the rest of that day.