[Round Two actually isn't so bad. She keeps her eyes closed for most of it, but once churning feeling in her stomach subsides, she manages to peek out of the hoodie without too many problems.
Being carried by a warm teenaged boy while wearing a warm hoodie in the humid southern weather is really not a pleasant combination and Artemis is feeling a little squelchy herself when he finally sets her down. She wrinkles her nose.]
I'm not going to puke, Wally. Geez...
[She is going to get this hoodie off and go wash off, though.]
[gross you got girl sweat all over his hoodie, he just got it smelling like a teenage boy, too
Wally takes the hoodie and makes a face, stuffs it into his backpack and they part ways. When they meet back up he's clean and changed, all smiles as he waves a pair of tickets at Artemis.]
I got these for free, because people just love me.
Does that look imaginary to you? [He flicks the ticket in her hand.]
Apparently I was here before [DON'T ASK] and apparently I even had the same exact job before, so when I showed up at work they were all like, "Where were you, man?!" Like all freaked out, like I'd died. So I explained and they were like "oh wow that sucks" and one of them was like, "Hey I got tickets to Six Flags but I can't make it up there any time soon, you want?"
So you are welcome. [He grins, waves his ticket obnoxiously in her face before jogging for the turnstiles.]
[Noooo, Artemis is not going to ask. This place is already too freaking complicated. She is going to use the information to take a jab at him, though. She catches up to him at the turnstiles as they wait to go through.]
Wait, so these people not only met you, they met you twice, and they like you enough to give you free tickets?
Still sound imaginary to me.
[At the last moment she shoves in front of him in line so she gets to go through the turnstile first. She grins back at him.]
[Wally shoves his forearm against her back when she cuts in front of him, but he's in too good a mood to take it personally. This place looks so awesome.]
Hey, if you wanna take it easy on the kid rides 'cause your tummy hurts too bad, I'll just go ahead without you. [Wally dodges around her and grabs a map from a stand, flapping it open to check out the layout of the park. He's hitting up every roller coaster twice, then food court, then roller coasters again.]
Oh, no you don't. No way am I going to miss hearing you scream like a girl.
[She peers at the map, determined to find the biggest, scariest ride she possibly can and then ride the HELL out of it. True, she's never actually been on a roller coaster before, but compared to the stuff the team gets into, this has got to be nbd. She points at the map.]
Whoa whoa, what's wrong with screaming like a girl? Sexist. [Wally shoves her a little when she leans over him to look at the map, but brings the map back over for her to look at anyway when she points to a coaster.]
What, that one? I dunno, seems kinda lame. Don't they have anything faster? [they are going on that one first and second and maybe third also]
Oh, look at that! [Wally bounces over to a game stall and grabs the purple foot of a hanging stuffed monster.] You want me to win this for you? It looks just like you!
[Hilariously enough, it doesn't occur to Wally that what he and Artemis are doing, technically speaking, could be classified as a date. They get a glance here and there, one woman titters to her friend about how 'they're so cute,' but Wally's too busy haggling with a cotton candy vendor about a "bulk discount" to hear it.
He doesn't get a bulk discount. But he does end up buying a turkey leg, and he is a masterpiece of carnage as he tears into it.]
Oh my god this place really is awesome. I'm gonna play hooky here forever.
[If Artemis rolled her eyes any harder, they would probably fall out of her head, but she's also kind of enjoying herself. It's hard not to have a good time in the carnival atmosphere and with Wally bouncing around like a puppy on speed. It's also a really good thing she's not feeling queasy any more, or the sight of Wally eating a turkey leg would definitely push her over the edge.
She catches the tail end of the woman's comment and whips her head around, but the culprit has already moved on. Okay, no. Why would someone even think that?]
Yeah, sure... I'll be over there. Get me when you're done... chewing.
[If you can even call it that.
She heads back to the game stall with the purple monster. It's a crossbow shoot. She smirks--oh yeah, like he was ever going to win that.
Three foam arrows later, Artemis has a purple monster she has no idea what to do with. And seriously, it looks nothing like her. Why would he even say that?]
Awww, you got it yourself. I wanted to reunite you with your long-lost twin. [Wally is no longer eating the turkey leg when he wanders back over, but he has now acquired a bucket of caramel popcorn to devour.]
[She points to the stall's sign, which says in big letters "CROSSBOW SHOOT"]
I was pretty sure I could handle this one myself. Here--since you like it so much.
[She thrusts the monster out to him. He can throw it away for all she cares--she definitely doesn't want to lug it around all day. That's the problem with midway games--sometimes you win stuff.]
Are you sure it's a good idea to eat all that before we go on the roller coasters?
[Wally has to juggle the stuffed animal and the bucket of popcorn, but he manages. Like hell he is throwing this thing away, look at it.]
Oh yeah, I'll be fine. I don't throw up. [He really does not. Even if he gets nauseous he doesn't throw up, because there's usually nothing in there to throw up.] 'Sides, I'm not the one who had to put her head between her legs from just a little one-fifty MPH run.
He can handle it. Can't you, buddy? Aww. [Wally shoves a kernel into the grinning mouth of the monster doll before he resumes snacking. The walk to the monster coaster in the back isn't so much a jaunt as an amble, and Wally has to stop and look at things on the way there like a hyperactive five-year-old.
He even drags Artemis over to a sunglasses hut and makes her try on a bunch before offering to buy the first pair she puts on that she doesn't absolutely loathe.] You look like Robin, but less paranoid. Slightly.
[Normally she'd argue, but hey, a pair of sunglasses will probably come in handy on the way home. She, of course, picks a pair of mirrored aviators. Artemis secretly thinks they make her look tough and she practices a few stern-faced poses in the sunglasses hut mirror.]
I'm not paranoid. [She turns one of her poses on Wally, hands on her hips] I'm badass.
[She sort of swaggers as they continue on their way. Add a pair of sunglasses and suddenly she thinks she's Maverick.]
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Being carried by a warm teenaged boy while wearing a warm hoodie in the humid southern weather is really not a pleasant combination and Artemis is feeling a little squelchy herself when he finally sets her down. She wrinkles her nose.]
I'm not going to puke, Wally. Geez...
[She is going to get this hoodie off and go wash off, though.]
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Wally takes the hoodie and makes a face, stuffs it into his backpack and they part ways. When they meet back up he's clean and changed, all smiles as he waves a pair of tickets at Artemis.]
I got these for free, because people just love me.
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What people? Imaginary ones?
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Apparently I was here before [DON'T ASK] and apparently I even had the same exact job before, so when I showed up at work they were all like, "Where were you, man?!" Like all freaked out, like I'd died. So I explained and they were like "oh wow that sucks" and one of them was like, "Hey I got tickets to Six Flags but I can't make it up there any time soon, you want?"
So you are welcome. [He grins, waves his ticket obnoxiously in her face before jogging for the turnstiles.]
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Wait, so these people not only met you, they met you twice, and they like you enough to give you free tickets?
Still sound imaginary to me.
[At the last moment she shoves in front of him in line so she gets to go through the turnstile first. She grins back at him.]
Thank you.
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Hey, if you wanna take it easy on the kid rides 'cause your tummy hurts too bad, I'll just go ahead without you. [Wally dodges around her and grabs a map from a stand, flapping it open to check out the layout of the park. He's hitting up every roller coaster twice, then food court, then roller coasters again.]
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[She peers at the map, determined to find the biggest, scariest ride she possibly can and then ride the HELL out of it. True, she's never actually been on a roller coaster before, but compared to the stuff the team gets into, this has got to be nbd. She points at the map.]
How about that one?
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What, that one? I dunno, seems kinda lame. Don't they have anything faster? [they are going on that one first and second and maybe third also]
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[She rolls her eyes and shoves him back, though it's more or less good-natured. Picking a roller coaster is the important thing here.]
You're the one who's been here before, not me. You pick something.
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Wally folds up the map and gestures toward a park sign. Thatta way to the badass ride.]
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[Okay, maybe he didn't say that. But she sort of assumed he knew what he was talking about which is why she let him drag her here.]
Whatever. Come on, let's go.
[She stomps off towards the sign because she TOTALLY KNOWS WHERE SHE'S GOING, THANKS.]
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[Hilariously enough, it doesn't occur to Wally that what he and Artemis are doing, technically speaking, could be classified as a date. They get a glance here and there, one woman titters to her friend about how 'they're so cute,' but Wally's too busy haggling with a cotton candy vendor about a "bulk discount" to hear it.
He doesn't get a bulk discount. But he does end up buying a turkey leg, and he is a masterpiece of carnage as he tears into it.]
Oh my god this place really is awesome. I'm gonna play hooky here forever.
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She catches the tail end of the woman's comment and whips her head around, but the culprit has already moved on. Okay, no. Why would someone even think that?]
Yeah, sure... I'll be over there. Get me when you're done... chewing.
[If you can even call it that.
She heads back to the game stall with the purple monster. It's a crossbow shoot. She smirks--oh yeah, like he was ever going to win that.
Three foam arrows later, Artemis has a purple monster she has no idea what to do with. And seriously, it looks nothing like her. Why would he even say that?]
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I was pretty sure I could handle this one myself. Here--since you like it so much.
[She thrusts the monster out to him. He can throw it away for all she cares--she definitely doesn't want to lug it around all day. That's the problem with midway games--sometimes you win stuff.]
Are you sure it's a good idea to eat all that before we go on the roller coasters?
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Oh yeah, I'll be fine. I don't throw up. [He really does not. Even if he gets nauseous he doesn't throw up, because there's usually nothing in there to throw up.] 'Sides, I'm not the one who had to put her head between her legs from just a little one-fifty MPH run.
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Okay, first off--I'm not a flash. I don't break the sound barrier on my morning jog, so "just a little one-fifty MPH run"? Not all that little.
Secondly--you try doing it with binoculars strapped to your eyes.
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Yes, Wally, I have super vision. Apparently I just wasn't awesome enough on my own without a super power.
[She says it sarcastically, but... it kind of bothers her.]
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[She pauses and watches him shovel popcorn in his face and the corner of her mouth quirks up.]
... So you understand why it's now extra gross to watch you eat? Seriously, there's not enough eye-bleach in the world.
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[She watches as the crumbs spray onto the purple monster with the kind of numb horror familiar to those who watch Wally eat on a regular basis.]
You're getting food on your new best friend.
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He even drags Artemis over to a sunglasses hut and makes her try on a bunch before offering to buy the first pair she puts on that she doesn't absolutely loathe.] You look like Robin, but less paranoid. Slightly.
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I'm not paranoid. [She turns one of her poses on Wally, hands on her hips] I'm badass.
[She sort of swaggers as they continue on their way. Add a pair of sunglasses and suddenly she thinks she's Maverick.]
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