vatheon | Carnival Outing

Carnival Outing

Who: Kimbutt and Vanitass
Where: The Carnival
When: Backdated to Tuesday
Style: Whatever
Status: Closed.

[One of the best souvenirs someone could get was something potentially black mail worthy. He had wanted to scope out the photo on the screen just to see if the other was afraid on his first roller coaster ride. After seeing the image, he decided to get a couple copies of it. It’ll be worth the look he will receive when Kimblee sees it.

Speaking of his companion, where did he go?

Once the photos were printed out, he decided to look around for Kimblee. Maybe he should have attached a pompom to his head to make him easier to find.]

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_{[He should have listened to his gut instinct when they approached the roller coaster and stayed on the ground. It wasn't that Kimblee was afraid of heights--it was actually the opposite. He actually enjoyed heights!

What he didn't enjoy was... Whatever that was. He's not entirely sure why he allowed Vanitas to bring him onto the roller coaster but as soon as it ended and the restraints lifted (which was an experience in its own), Kimblee bolted for the nearest trash bin as a precaution.

Never again.

Thankfully luck was on his side, so he only had to sit hunched over on the bench with his head between his knees and his arms around his abdomen.]}

[It took a moment or two for Vanitas to recognize Kimblee on the bench. Really, he was expecting him to possibly complain about feeling sore after that, or scooping out the next thing to do. To see him sitting there like that was disconcerting.

He had to slip past a group before crossing over to plop down next to Kimblee.]

What’s wrong with you? [A beat] Did you miss me that much? [His first thought was to check over for any signs of an injury. He didn’t see any blood, but he was holding on to his stomach.]

_{[#ProblemsOfBeingSeventeenAgain.

It barely registers in his mind that Vanitas was nearby until he speaks up and Kimblee curls in on himself a bit further with a grimace.]}

I am not setting foot on that thing ever again. If I didn't know any better, I'd say my stomach and lower intestine have swapped places.

That one in particular or all roller coasters? Bet the kiddie side has one that's tamed.

[Smirking as he shrugged off his vest to drape over the alchemist's back. He peered around to try to find something.]

Should I drag over a trash can?

Why did I let you talk me into it?

_{[He brings his hand up to rub at the side of his face.]}

Just give me a minute or two and we'll keep going.

Might be the same reason you put up with me in the first place.

[It sounded survivable at first?

Hopping up to his feet.] I need to grab something real quick. Watch over my vest.

Just don't forget where you left me.

_{[But he's reaching up with his other hand to drag the vest into his lap.]} I'll be here. ...Hopefully. If I'm not, I wouldn't have gotten too far.

Maybe I should have brought something to keep you in one place.

[Tossed over his shoulder as he headed through the crowd. Maybe one of the gift shops carried a child leash, hmm?

He'll be back in about five minutes with a bag of goodies and a drink. If Kimblee was still there, he will plop back on the bench and offer over the drink.]

_{[After a murmured 'thank you', he takes it and immediately takes a few sips. It won't do much for his nausea right away, but at least it's something to start with.

After a few moments, Kimblee glances up and over at Vanitas.]} ...It wouldn't be that hard to track me down. How many people here actually have black hair and gold eyes besides us?

It's your height that's the issue.

[He won't get tired of reminding him he's shorter this week. Fishing out the big pretzel to offer his "date" as well.]

They didn't have crackers.

[Leaning back on the bench as he pulled out the treat he acquired for himself. Pulling out what almost looked like a corn-dog on a stick drizzled with white frosting, Vanitas took a bite out of it. It was pineapple pieces skewered by the stick and covered with batter. Licking up the frosting on the side as he watched a ride idly.]

Perhaps I should swing back home and pick up my hat so it's easier to spot me in a crowd?

_{[Nevermind that he could blend in with everyone if he really wanted to.]}

My my, aren't you turning into the little gentleman~? _{[Okay, maybe not so little anymore, but the point still stands! It actually warmed the alchemist's heart to see where Vanitas is now compared to how he was when he had first met the boy.

It's like watching a short story unfold into something bigger.

He watches Vanitas carefully for a moment before he pulls the pretzel apart and tosses it into his mouth, then gestures at Vanitas' face.]}

You have a little something on you.

They have hats here. Bet the jellyfish one would look perfect on you.

[There were also shark ones, and poof balls on springs headbands.

Quirking a brow.]

Just don't want you getting sick on me. [Totally was it. Geez, stop making it out like he actually cares.]

Is there? [Just taking another bite. If Kimblee is bothered, he can get it himself or wait for Vanitas to finish with his deep-fried treat.]

Didn't I humiliate myself enough already?

_{[His poor dignity.]}

I'm surprised I felt like I was getting sick. _{[He frowns slightly, reaching over to snag one of the napkins that came with the Artery-Clogger-On-A-Stick and wets the corner with his tongue, then dabs at the bit of icing on his face.]}

You look like a child.

[Making a low hum as he took another bite of his Artey-Clogger]

You know they take pictures? While you're on the ride.

[He will point over to the booth next to the ride's exit. Another bite. Chew. And swallow as he waits for Kimblee to start putting something together.]

We'll try something... easier. [Like a haunted house. That might settle his stomach and they can make fun of the fake blood stuff, right?

He's making a face at the dabbing.] You could just use your mouth next time.

_{[He's half finished with the pretzel when it finally sinks in.

'You know they take pictures'.

Pictures.

They... take pictures. Lovely. Fantastic.

Instead of jumping to his feet right away, Kimblee takes a deep breath and focuses on finishing off the pretzel.]}

...All right.

_{[He'd sneak over there once they started moving again. It should still be there, right?]}

I'm not doing that, Vanitas.

[Grinning to himself as he continued to eat.

It will totally be there if by being there actually meant being stashed away on Vanitas. And having a second copy.

Another bite as he thought what else could they could do]

Roller coasters are out. Going to say those [A wave towards the swings] are out as well. The spinning one as well. When you're settled we can try the Haunted House for a laugh. [It looks bigger on the outside!]

I haven't even been in a car that travelled that fast.

_{[It's mostly to himself, but he speaks loud enough for Vanitas to hear. Slowly but surely, the waves of nausea dissipate into nothing, and Kimblee becomes visibly less tense as the time passes.

He's just busying himself by glancing at everything around them. This really was bigger than any carnival from his world.]}

Are you sure you won't get too scared?

Does that mean bumper cars are out too?

[He could see Kimblee being competitive on bumper cars. That could be fun.

Snack was finished and he was licking his fingers before helping himself to the drink.]

You'd like that, wouldn't you?

What cars?

_{[Vanitas he will single you out so fast.]}

I can't imagine anyone would protest having a little gentleman such as yourself clinging to their arms in terror.

_{[KIMBLEE IF ONLY YOU KNEW...]}

Bumper. They have rubber around them and the whole point is to bump other cars. They aren't very fast either.

[Bring it.]

I'm not little. [We was bigger. Nyeh.] And I don't cling.

I don't see the harm in it.

_{[It's already been brought.]}

Is that so? Care to make a little wager on that?

[And watch Vanitas convince local kids to all attack Kimblee during bumper cars.]

What will you do if I'm right? [Grinning as he looked over at the other. He'll let Kimblee pick since he normally wasn't keen on Vanitas' suggestions.]

_{[Children pls.

Give him a few moments while he considers that.]} ...One thing of your choosing. One reasonable thing.

Your reasonable and my reasonable are a little different.

[A bit of a smirk as he put an arm around the other to rub his back.]

If I win, we can do what is typical of a couple of teens who are without adult supervision. [Another pause as he just watches Kimblee for any change of facial expression before he continued.] You pick whether it's a bar or a liquor store. [Whatever they pick, Vanitas probably wasn't going to drink past a sip here and there if it looked at all appealing.]

Perhaps I'm a little too old-fashioned for your tastes. Are you certain you want to keep me around?

_{[He tenses up at the sudden contact, even moreso when the first half of his words sink in. Geeze, what kind of person did Vanitas take him for?]} Ah...

_{[Wait, wait. That's better. That's much better.]}

A bar it is, then.

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