Sorry I keep disappearing. I just need to take breaks from the fandom once in a while.

But I'm back for now.

I'm still working out my works in progress, but don't worry, I'll have the next chapter of something up soon.

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Ten-year-old Britney Beetles ran across the warm, wet shoreline, picking up colorful shells she saw as she went. Meanwhile, her seven-year-old brother, Donovan, was digging in the sand.

"Hey, Dad!" Donny called, "Look at the hole I dug!"

Wally was lying nearby on a towel, his hands behind his head.

When he didn't respond Donny walked over to him. Then he saw that his father was asleep.

The boy scooped up some warm sand and sprinkled the handful on Wally's belly.

A devious smile formed on his face as a plan formulated in his mind.

...

"Psst, hey sis." Donny whispered from behind his big sister.

Britney turned and gave her little brother a smile, "What's up, Donny? And why are you whispering?"

"Wanna bury Daddy in the sand?"

Britney looked at her Dad, and back at her brother, the smile on her face turning malicious.

"Let's do it."

...

"Nanananana (yawn)... buried (snore)... in the... huh? Hey, hey! HEY! WHO BURIED ME IN THE SAND?!"

Kuki looked up from her book and glanced over at her seething husband, eyes widening and laughter exploding from her mouth the moment she saw what he was so mad about.

"THAT"S NOT FUNNY!" Wally raged, "BRITNEY! DONOVAN! FRONT AND CENTER!"

The kids flinched.

"Uh oh," sang Britney, "I think we made Daddy mad."

"YOU LITTLE RUGRATS BETTER GET YOUR BUTTS OVER HERE THIS INSTANT!"

Both kids hung their heads and trudged over to where their father had been uried up to his neck.

"Did you do this to me?" Wally asked them, still mad, but not as loudly.

Donny mumbled something.

"Donny, speak up." Kuki told him.

"Yeah, we did."

"You kids oughta be ashamed of yourselves!" Wally scolded.

"We're sorry, Daddy." Britney and Donny said in unison.

"Well you should be," replied their Dad, wiggling his toes, "You forgot to bury my feet!"

...

And you thought he was mad because they buried him!

No flames, s'il vous plait.