Cow Chop One-Shots Yo

Cow Chop & Reader // Beach Day

Anon on the tumbles requested:

how about a crazy day at the beach? Asher and Anna are trying to film everything but Brett keeps throwing Aleks into the water, the reader and Joe try to feed/capture seagulls, Trevor builds a sandcastle but James ruins it which results in a chase

Enjoy :)
(If that's your art, please let me know so I can credit you. I couldn't find the source!)
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Aleks announced that everyone would be going to the beach tomorrow. Begrudgingly, you and Brett offered your vehicles to transport everyone to and fro. Anna and Asher would be filming.

The next day came and you met everyone at the warehouse, decked out in your swimsuit. Everyone else had theirs on as well and you asked Anna to lather your back in sunscreen. You could NOT get burned as bad as you did the last time you went to the beach. You lathered your arms, chest, and legs, saving a little extra for your face.

You helped Aleks with his sunscreen. You saw how terribly (and easy) he burns and you hated seeing him crispy. As everyone was finishing with sunscreen, you packed a bag with some water and snacks. You figured you'd be out there a long time, so everyone would get hungry and thirsty.

"Is everyone ready?" you hollered, ready to leave. You were already getting a later start than usual. They shuffled out of the building and Brett locked up. Everyone loaded into your and Brett's vehicles. Brett knew the way to his favorite, kind of secluded spot, so you followed him. You were a bit annoyed that Aleks demanded to ride with you; you knew he'd fight for his music selection. Anna and James joined you, settling for the back seat.

Anna filmed the ride there. She filmed Aleks' terrible dancing, James' fed up face, and your glares while Aleks attempted to distract you. The drive was longer than you would have preferred, but wasn't as long as you thought it would be. You followed Brett to a parking lot and parked the vehicle, turning it off and kicking everyone out. You unloaded the umbrella and your bag of snacks and buckets, walking down to the water.

You jammed the umbrella into the sand, opening it to seek shelter from the summer sun. You laid out everyone's towels and watched Brett throw his things down, ask James if Aleks had his phone on him, then proceed to throw Aleks into the water. His head bobbed above the water while he was trying to find his footing. "Brett, what the fuck?" he yelled after his feet touched the sand. You couldn't help but snicker off to the side.

Anna and Asher were just trying to film, but between throwing sand and splashing them, you were not going to have any cameras left. That's alright; a shipment of new cameras was on its way. You rest on the sand, watching the antics of the boys.

Trevor took some of your buckets and stepped away, piling sand into them and building a sandcastle. He had multiple towers going, and began working on a bridge before James ran up to it and jumped onto it. Trevor jumped up. "What the hell? Can you not?" Trevor yells, throwing his half-full bucket of sand on James.

Aleks and Brett were wrestling in the water. Every so often, one would emerge a victor, and throw the other into the water. James ran over once, splashing Aleks with water to let Brett win once. You just shook your head and spotted some seagulls that Joe was already standing next to. You brought a bag of chips over with you as you stood by him.

Laying a chip on the ground, you watched one pick it up and his friends flock over to have a nibble. Joe tried to chase one down, desperate to make a new friend. You helped him catch one as Asher approached you with a camera, zooming in on the bird. "You're gonna be Stan v.2. Don't tell Aleks or Stan v.1." Joe says, smiling. You laugh.

You weren't much for swimming, but you'd soak your feet in the pool...or in this case, the ocean. You walked to the waterline, standing where the water hit shore. As you overlooked the blue water, you were suddenly lifted off the sand and thrown over someone's shoulder. "What the hell?" you question. You look around at the person's arm and recognize Aleks' tattoos. "Aleksandr, put me down!" you demand, flailing. He was running into the water.

You felt his grip loosen and you held your breath, bracing for the impact with the water. You desperately swam to the top. You needed air. Aleks was on the ground laughing. "Y/N, I'm so sorry." he apologizes in between giggles. You shoot him a glare.

"Shut up." you huff, walking over to your towel and drying off. Aleks walks over to you, wrapping you into a lazy, one-armed hug.

"Sorry, really. I forgot you didn't like swimming. Won't happen again. I promise." he says, more sincere this time. He lifts his pinky finger. You wrap yours with him to signify a pinky promise.

"Okay, we've been out here for several hours. We should head home." Brett calls, also drying himself off. You nod and the others agree.

You all load up and head home, exhausted from the fun you all had.

fin.