Private Finished By The Power Of Hot Chocolate

Shul hadn't noticed the tear before Sark mentioned it. And when he did Shul's serious expression was broken by confusion for a second. He lifted his free hand to his cheek a bit, accidentally smearing little sand to his face. Shul felt the small wet spot and blushed a bit. But he also chuckled silently and smiled at Sark.
"If you made me cry it just means I care. You don't need to apologize."
Shul lowered the hand back onto the sand, leaving the sand smudge on his cheek. He hadn't noticed it.

When Sark thanked him Shul breathed out a small, relieved sigh. He was happy he had been able to help, to protect Sark. Shul smiled at him bit more widely and pat Sark's arm with the hand that kept him grounded.
"I'm here to listen anytime you need me, friend. I promise."
Shul adjusted his position and was keeping his teeth from clattering with pure willpower. Now that they had stopped the cold was getting to him. But if Sark needed more time then Shul wasn't going anywhere and would not let Sark see how cold he was.

Shul got a little confused again when Sark gestured to his face, pointing put the sand. Shul muttered 'shit' under his breath and snickered a bit as he was about to wipe it off. But Sark was faster and gently wiped the sand off. It made Shul a bit flustered but he made a notion that Sark's hands were still a bit shaky.
Shul laughed and slapped Sark's shoulder lightly.
"What am I, a child? But thanks."
Shul laughed a bit, embarrassed, and dusted off the sand from his hands. Wouldn't want this happening again.

Shul grinned and took the hand Sark offered him, noting that he was back to the way he had been before. Shul knew bottling it up wasn't good but having a breakdown on a public beach wasn't good either. So Shul went along, being his normal, cheery self.
"Me? Cold? No way! Where did you get that idea?"
Shul laughed as he pulled out the flask from his pocket. It was still warm enough and Shul wrapped his hands around it. He let his teeth clatter just a little bit.

"Hot chocolate making master, comedic genius and a poet. Man of many sides, I see."
Shul chuckled and emptied the flask. It would probably stay warm for a few minutes more.
"And I know I can be pretty childish. But I can be many other things too. You're not the only one with many sides. And you haven't even seen half of mine."
Shul smiled little michivieously at Sark as walked along, trying to keep moving.

Shul noticed the smug note in Sark's voice and looked at him, amused.
"Unfortunately my holy relic has reached it's end."
Shul snickered and shook the empty flask.
"Why am I even still here? I came here bribed by the hot chocolate. But now my life has no more meaning."
Shul raised his other hand to his chest, sounding and looking all dramatic.
"Now I know how you felt when I destroyed your life's meaning by denying you of teaching me how to swim."

Shul shook his head looking all wise and all-knowing and tapped his finger to Sark's chest.
"No one is perfect, young man. Not even a robot AI from outer space."
Shul chuckled and absently picked up a rock and threw it into the water. It didn't fly that far away but Shul had expected that. He turned to look at Sark looking all innocent when Sark accused Shul of challenging him.
"I would never challenge you, oh almighty creator of best chocolate. How could you accuse me of such a thing."
Shul did his best to maintain the innocent and hurt look but his lips quivered and he let out a small laugh.

Shul took a contemplating expression and lifted his hand to his chin. He looked Sark from head to toe and smirked a bit, smugly.
"If you so insist I can accompany you for a while longer."
Shul checked his nails trying to look all high and mighty but it didn't work that well with the amused grin he had on. Then he turned away and cackled pseudo evilly, muttering to himself.
"He has stepped right into my plan. Perfect."

Shul lifted his hands up when Sark pointed at him and laughed but it soon turned into genuine surprise.
"You haven't? You seriously want to teach me how to swim? Why on earth?"

Shul laughed at Sark's diva walk and held his sides. Somehow Sark looked so ridiculous but at the same time it weirdly fit him.
"Sark, don't let your head go too far up your ass. Being a diva doesn't suit you. I won't say you're perfect but I will say you're pretty close."
Shul smiled soothingly at Sark, his intention to make peace. But with Sark's next words his smile turned sneaky.
"And what if I say it was a challenge?"
Shul patted Sark's helmet where he thought the cheek would be.
"Because I have a deceitful side as well."

Now it was Shul's turn to look smug. He looked to Sark along his nose and did a diva laugh.
"I told you my personality can be lethal if I will it."
Shul formed the gun with his fingers again and shot Sark into the chest.
"And now you have fallen right into my trap called friendship."

Shul looked surprised for a second more but then a gentle smile formed on his face.
"You did pretty good job with making me love the beach. Kaybe I'll believe your word this time around. So, when are you gonna teach me? I'm ready to learn!"
Shul made fists from his hands and looked determined, grinning.