🌀 003 | dictated/action for the carnival grounds

[gumthief]

[all of Troo's worries about her loss are being put on the back burner for now, because motherfucking carnival bitches]

[she's gone on every ride at least three times, sampled every food item, and is now doing her best to win one of every game prize available-- she's been parked in front of the same game booth for a while now (ignoring any line that might be forming behind her, so have fun with that), heckling the ghost that's running it]

Aw, come on! Give me a challenge, why don't ya! Amp it up before I win every prize you've got.

[she says this as if winning every prize they've got isn't her exact plan to begin with]

[hint: it absolutely is]

[Henry Mills]

Do you go on rides?

[/Henry Mills]

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[gumthief]

[he did! but she's going to pretend he didn't]

I was looking for more food while I waited for you to show up.

[fantasies]

Aw. [His face falls a little, but he bounces right back.] I'll get you next time. Did you find anything good?

[gumthief]

More cotton candy, but I didn't get any yet. So are we gonna do this or what?

[fantasies]

Well, yeah. Come on!

[He trots toward the entrance!]

[gumthief]

[running to catch up, not letting herself fall behind him in pace]

Let's go in different cars.

[it's more fun when you're trying to ram into someone you know, you see]

[fantasies]

[He grins back at her.]

You sure? I'm really good at this.

[He has probably never done it before.]

[gumthief]

So am I.

[she hops in a yellow car, then wiggles her fingers and says in a spooky voice:]

Prepaaaaare yourself.

[fantasies]

[He sticks his tongue out at her, but he's grinning all the same.

The buzzer sounds, and off they go!]