-at the beach before 7 AM for treasure hunting and general frolicking at low tide
-petting a slippery flounder caught by a friendly fisherman whose pole Carter helped to hold
-communicating (via shouting) from the Pirate poopdeck to the Mermaid poopdeck
-the Pirates and Mermaids dancing and hugging together at a breezy, bayside, evening concert
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