Inner child and knife...
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We then rode a very common ride (for me) that I really dreamt of riding since I was a kid, the beautiful, shimmering, graceful horses—the Carousel. I wouldn't miss this for the world. Well, actually I only rode it as Mr. Stranger refused as he notice that he’ll be the only guy who’ll ride the Carousel—well, the only adult guy for that matter. He’s such a kill joy. Pfft!! He just laughs at me as I rode the horses together with the little children. I know I’m probably the only adult in the ride but I couldn’t care less.
When I’m done with the Carousel, I chose the Ex-scream Machine Giant Roller Coaster for our finale. Well, do I need to explain more? It is just very wickedly exciting, death defying ride as it curves, rises then descends that sometimes I have to close my eyes feeling terrified making me occasionally squeezed Christian’s hand earning a laugh from him as we whooped and screamed on the top of our lungs laughing wholeheartedly.
"Whoo-hoo, I want to do it again." I said screaming in delight as we got off the ride feeling quite dizzy due to adrenaline rush.
"Nope, we need to take a break. I mean, I need a break.” he said whining already energy drained. I pouted frowning. "We've been riding, roaming in the thick crowd for almost four hours straight." Okay, he's right. We sat on a bench with our snacks. I roamed my eyes in the Carnival and realized I haven't tried any games yet.
"I'd like to try a game." I said taking his full attention to mine.
"What is it?" he asked after swallowing a piece of his burger. I wiped the side of his mouth with my thumb—the one with a ketchup and mustard on it.
"That." I pointed the game booth at the back of our bench without breaking an eye contact with him. He looked at the booth and I could say he's not pleased on what he saw.
"Mumblety-peg?" he tilted his head and firmly c***s his brow at me. I simply nodded. "No, that's a dangerous game and only men played that." he strictly pointed out.
"Who says men can only play that? I'm good at that." I knitted my brows. He doesn't look convinced. "I'M REALLY good at that." I pressed.
"Tell me how good you are and maybe I can let you." his voice and manner was challenging me. I'm a persistent stubborn person. So, I'll insist until he'll allow me.
"I won't tell you. I'll show you." he firmly shook his head. "Just let me try to throw the first throw and if I did it recklessly. I won't do the second throw BUT if I did it, I'll perform all the throws. Pretty please." I pleaded earnestly, proposing a deal with him while putting my hands all together in a praying like position and pouted giving him my best puppy eyes. He sighed.
"I'll punish you if you'll cut even a small flesh of your body." he warned but I know he caved in to my request. I jumped up and down and proceeded to hugged him.
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