Dawson grumbled something as Devin burst into his room. "What." Dawson asked simply.
"Do you want to go to the beach?" Devin asked, sounding hyper.
"My a** won't do much." Dawson shrugged.
"So what? Get a tan, Sunny boy." Devin chuckled.
"Oh so that's my name now. Great. Very enjoyable." Dawson rolled his eyes.
"You know, sometimes I always wonder where your other attitude went." Devin murmured.
"What other attitude?" Dawson asked.
"Like, when you were nine or eleven. You know that's a year apart." Devin replied.
Dawson inhaled sharply. "Do you think I'm stupid?"
"So what if I did?"
"You should be ashamed."
"But I'm not...Nut, I mean." Devin pulled a random nut out of his pocket, plopping it in his mouth.
"Do you know how old that is exactly?" Dawson asked.
Devin blinked. "No."
"Oh goodie, don't blame me if you don't feel good later." Dawson snorted.
"It's one nut, Dawson. Now get your arse off of your bed and lez go." Devin said.
Dawson stayed. "You can leave now."
"Oh boy, so fierce." Devin sneered.
"Rude." Dawson huffed.
"Kay, have fun, we're gonna go in ten minutes." Devin said as he walked away.
Dawson huffed. He straightened his hair with his fingers and stood up, running out of the hallway and tackled Devin. "Payback."
"Yeah, great, you're hurting my wing." Devin grumbled.
"R-I-P Devin's wing then," Dawson got off of Devin, heading out the door. "What was that about ten minutes?"

Dawson sat by the peaceful waves, acting...not peaceful. "DEVIN!" He yelled, even though his brother was right next to him.
"WHAT." Devin yelled back.
"You guys are going to end up killing my ears." Shane snorted.
"Man, there's been a lot of dying. Devin's wing and Shane's ears." Dawson plopped an apple on Devin's head.
"Why must I be the older brother." Devin whispered.
"I am the younger brother." Shane whispered back.
"Lucky."
Dawson clapped once. "Y'ALL SUCK." He screeched.
"Well, that's fantastic." Devin replied.
The waves lapped up almost to their feet, where Dawson screeched and hid behind Devin. Devin blinked.
"It's water." Devin cracked up.
The water stopped and calmed, slipping back into the ocean.
"Take that!" Dawson exclaimed, swatting at Devin, though he was confused. How did he do that?
"I don't understand." Devin shrugged.
Shane had been staring at Dawson. "I'm starting to believe he has, like, uh, I don't know, a power. When you were gone, Dawson somehow controlled water when I tried to dump it on him." Shane said.
Dawson huffed. Oh did he hate being the center of attention.
Devin was rolling on the sand, laughing until he couldn't breathe. "You guys..are f**king hilarious!"
Dawson rolled his eyes. "How do you know if I'm special or not?" Dawson asked.
"Because powers aren't real, Dawson." Devin answered.
"I wish I could say growing wings isn't real either." Dawson shot back.
"Don't say that so loudly!" Devin hissed.
"Okay, shut up, you two," Shane snapped. "You're behaving like five year olds who didn't get their muffins."
"Damn it, Shane! You got me craving muffins!" Dawson whispered.
"You are very welcome." Shane winked.
Devin grumbled something. "And I thought you were supposed to be the kind one, considering you're younger."
Dawson's gaze snapped to Devin again. "You can't judge me on my age!" He pouted.
Devin cracked up. "You're still cute, though."
Shane smirked. "Oh, you're in trouble." He snickered.
Dawson stared at Devin. "I'm sorry, what?" He snapped, tackling his older brother.
"Wow, you're not going to get the water to do the work for you?" Devin teased.
"I'm not believing it more than you are." Dawson grumbled.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Dawson sat by the window, staring out at the rain. They had picked the right time to go to the beach, he guessed. He stood up, nearly walking into Shane. "What the f**k are you doing here?" Dawson snapped.
"Language." Shane warned.
"I'm twelve." Dawson grunted.
"Exactly, twelve." Shane poked Dawson's chest.
Dawson flinched. "Okay, how about-"
"About the water stuff," Shane interrupted. "That's what I'm here for."
"Well, does it look like I know anything about that shi-"
"Language. Again."
"Fu-flip off!" Dawson snapped. Shane only smirked.
"First of all, why the heck did you literally bring the water back?" Shane asked.
"I'm not up for an interview." Dawson said.
Shane sighed. "I guess I'm not getting anything out of your mouth."
"Or my a**." Dawson added.
Shane tackled Dawson. Dawson screeched, rolling around.
"It sounds like there's a wrestling match going on in here...or is there." Devin said from the doorway.
"F**kers."