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Neshaka sometimes wondered why anyone would want to be a stay at home mom. She tried to take Dashiell places, in the hope that he'd be quiet for a while, but it never seemed to work that way. She growled quietly as she studied the floor plans and attempted to devise a plan, but her concentration was broken by a cacaphony of noise from the kitchen. She rose, and made her way over. Her pots and pans lay in disarray all over the floor, save for those that Dashiell had picked up, and was attempting to build a tower with.
"Hi mom!" he said with a beam in her direction. It quickly faded as he noticed her face. Neshaka could only sigh.
"I need a holiday."


On reflection this was one of her better plans. She looked out over the edge of her laptop screen, and could still see Dashiell further down the beach, building a fort. It was rather peaceful, giving her an opportunity to work, while Dashiell wore himself out charging from one end of the beach to the other. Taking a moment to enjoy herself, she stretched out in the chair and lay back in the sun.

Dashiell, deeply engrossed by the intricacies of making a proper sand fort cringed a little as he saw someone charge his way. But fortunately, they didn't seem to have destroyed anything.
"Building a fort." Duuuuh. Girls seriously didn't know anything. He carefully swept up a pile of sand to form another section of wall. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted something.
"Hey, you're like me! Well, sorta." He flicked his antenna in interest.

Dashiell flicked his wings. Well, at least girls were useful.
"Sure! What kind of stuff?" Until now, he'd been using his hands. He barely noticed her odd speech, and was trying to figure out what kind of animal she was. Neshaka had shown him dragonflies, and he'd seen their wings and tails, but he'd never seen anything with a shell like that. He'd ask if he couldn't figure it out, for now he just peered at her over his fort.

Tawp? What was a tawp? Well, at least the sticks might be useful.
And rocks. Weell.
"Okay, let's find some stones to prop the fort up with." He stood, shaking himself down. Maybe they could race. He could see a patch of stones further along.
"What about those?" he said, pointing.

Dashiell flicked his eyes up where she had pointed, and thought he saw a shadow of someone. He toddled off to find Neshaka again. She flicked a smile at him over her laptop.
"There's someone else here like me!" he exclaimed at her.

"Well, that's interesting. Are they nice?" Dashiell shrugged with one shoulder.

"Don't know. Anyway, time to find rocks!" And with that, he set off headlong to the patch he'd seen, where he could gather up a pile of sturdy, flat stones.

He made his way more slowly back to the fort, where he started pushing them into the base to make it stronger.

Dashiell was piling up the stones, and was setting out to make a third side to his wall, which reached to his knees. He looked up after a while to see the girl coming back, dragging some kind of thing with her. The "tawp"?

He stood up and ran over to pick up the other end of it, Neshaka having drilled some amount of helpfulness into him.

Dashiell sniffed at being laughed at, but rested the poles on his head to carry them to the fort.

He held on the edge she pointed to with a confused look on his face, then attempted to stick the poles in the ground behind the fort.
"Like that?"

Dashiell went to push the other side in. It was actually kinda like a fort already, being so tall.

"Maybe we should just make a big wall there" he said, pointing to the open edge. He looked at the walls he'd already made, not really wanting to destroy them.