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Naomi set the snarly little toddler down in the sand with a frown, "Stay." She backed a few steps away, holding one hand out in front of her, "S-taaay. Ya little b*****d." She wasn't happy about having to watch the brat, and even less that she actually had to be near him to do so. But near him didn't mean he had to be in view. Ah Mr. Loophole, her best friend. Next to vodka of course. She was already a little bit tipsy, and simply wandered away from Jack as he proceeded to stab a hole in the sand with his knife. The less time she had to spend with him the better.

After he'd made a hole around the size of his fist in the sand, Jack was bored. He tucked his knife back into the sheath under his sweater and looked around for something a bit more... Interesting. There were sunbathers and surfers, and little kids building sand castles, the normal beach crowd, nothing he really wanted a part of. A little creature scuttled out of the sand for a brief moment, catching his attention. With a wicked grin, he followed it, eventually stopping and crouching down by the spot where it was settled. He was staring at the spot intently, though he didn't seem like he was actually going to do anything but stare.

Not looking up to see who had spoken, Jack grunted, "Crab." He hoped whoever it was, a girl he guessed from the voice, wouldn't scare the critter away. He had plans for it, he'd heard things about them on TV and he wanted to find out if they were true. First, he'd see if it really had a bunch of legs. Second, he'd see if it pinched. And third, well third would be the last game. Without turning around, her barked, "Why d'you care?" People got on his nerves sometimes, and though he was having an alright day psychologically, he was still more than a little bit irritable.

"Gold's usless," he huffed back, growing a bit impatient with this person hovering behind him. She was going to ruin his whole plan. He yanked the right sleeve of his sweater up, hoping the girl wouldn't say anything too loud. "Shhh," he whispered, just in case she decided it would be a good time for a parade.

Not more than ten seconds after he had told her to hush, the boy screamed and dropped onto the poor crab, coming up with sand on his sweater and in his hair, but more importantly, a crab in his hand. "Got it!" he chimed, turning around to face his mysterious commentator. "Woah," he nearly yelled, pointing the hand that clutched the squirming crab at her face, "You've got three eyes!" He didn't seem to plan on letting the creature free anytime soon, as it was he was nearly crushing its shell in his grasp.

Jack's face lit up at her response. So she didn't like crabs? Perfect. This was better than seeing how many legs it had. "Fine," he sighed, pretending he was going to let her get her way, "I won't smush it." Loosening his grip, he pushed the now bubble-blowing thing closer to her. "Give'im a kiss!" He teased, imitating the crab's bubble blowing face with his own sadistic twist to make it all the more creepy.

"Gwqaha," the crab sounded, the sound mostly coming from the hissing of air from it's bizarre little mouth. It obviously wasn't enjoying the game, but it didn't seem to notice the girl's disgust. Though, who would expect a crab to understand a girl. Even a crabby girl like this one.

Him first? Jack looked curiously at the crab, trying to decide if it would be worth it. It's bubbles probably tasted like salt water, not that bad, and if he kissed one of its claws... His face twisted into a bizarre grin, "Fine, I'll give it a kiss." Puckering his lips up for effect, he gave the creature a kiss on the claw. And when it tried to pinch him, well, he opened his mouth wide and bit it off, leaving a squirming leg stump behind.

Turning to Ani, he crunched down hard on the claw, managing to free the raw meat, then spit the bits of shell out onto the sand. Smiling just to let her know he was enjoying it, he swallowed his little 'snack' and said, "There, kissed it." Holding the still living, though admittedly more agitated crab out, he added, "Now it's your turn." Girls were silly, you weren't supposed to be afraid of animals. Especially ones you ate.

Amused by the fact that she seemed so awed by his little game, he shrugged, "Fine, more for me." He didn't really intened to do the whole show of kissing it then biting it off again, but he certainly didn't plan on wasting it. Snapping off the remainder of the leg stump, he sat down. "What'syer name?" he asked, only half paying attention as he tried to chew the piece's shell open. The rest of the crab still squirmed in his other hand, but it seemed to know that it wasn't going to be going anywhere too soon.

Managing to free the meat, he took the time to chew it up and swallow it before answering her. Since it didn't seem like she was going to go away he might as well find out some things about her. "I'm Jack," he answered, tossing the bit of shell into the low tide to watch it get washed away. He didn't snap another leg off just yet, instead turning the crab over to inspect it a bit. He wasn't really paying full attention to either her or the critter, but then again, he never really did. The boy had a fairly short attention span, until someone started bleeding. "No one calls me anythin else," he added, refusing to mention his aunt's rude nickname of Jackieboy.

Thinking about it for a moment, he snapped off another leg, eating it quicker than the rest. If he didn't finish it soon the crab was going to die then it wouldn't be as fresh. "Nothin today, cept a chicken, but I can't ear her. Her name's Brooke, she's family." Personally, he would have had no problem with eating the loud mouthed bird, but the other Relikits in the household were too defensive of her to let him.