I wanna kill him.

I stalk the near empty Amusement Park streets, on the prowl for my latest victim, Mary Gowland. Honestly he's an IDIOT! How are customers supposed to survive when falling from a thousand foot drop, after being flung into the air, and only have a ten by ten wiring to catch them? And the freaking suspensions can't be this tight. They would be cut into tiny cubes from the impact!

"Whoa, watch it old man!" Boris's voice shouts from behind a bend.

"Old man? I'll show you-!" Mary's happy go lucky voice shouts. Annoyance sparks in my eyes as I follow the sound. Honestly how can Gowland even call himself a freaking Park Manager? I'm amazed he still has customers to spare! And I-

"AAGRWAKAGABRA!" I shout as a barrage of water slams against my face. I stumble back and fall onto the cobblestone, shocked as I spy the remains of a water balloon on the ground. W-What the heck? I silently pinch the tattered water balloon and wobble to my feet, clutching my bruised nose. Ow ... that actually hurt. Hm? I glance to the side noticing a thick ball of ice. Horror envelops me as I immediately think of broken bones and monster bruises. T-They're throwing water balloons with ice in them?!

"Ah, Jackie! How do you like the new attraction?" Gowland grins as he spies me. I look up to the platform spying him, Boris, and a few employees joining in on the fun. I gawk at him and the others as Boris flicks a decent sized solid water balloon at an employee, knocking her right off the stage and onto some cushions.

"Ha ha! Very nice!" She shouts, giggling as she brushes off her dress and gets off the cushion.

"G-Gowland, what is this?" And how did he build it without me noticing?!

"It's called 'Ice Ball'! You fill water balloons up, freeze them, and then try to knock the other person off the platform. Last one on wins!" He childishly cries with a grin. I feel an eye twitch as I heavily sigh.

"I'm getting real sick of your crap, Gowland. Did you even think this one through-,"

"Heads up!" Boris shouts as something hard whacks into my stomach.

"Oof-!" I heave, falling back behind a building while clutching the ice cold balloon in my hands. O-Oh ... ouch ...

"H-Hey, Jackie you alright-WHOA!" Gowland shouts before laughing. "Ha! You gotta try harder than that to knock me off!"

That's it. I'm destroying them all.

I shakily get to my feet and clutch my stomach, staggering to the utility building not even ten feet away. I rummage through the tools finding the appropriate weapon to absolutely destroy them all. The thick tube slowly unrolls before I hook it into the main water system, picking up the main front and stomp outside. My feet heavily trudge up the stairs, catching their attention almost immediately as I set up the ground base so the water pressure doesn't send me flying back.

"Huh?" Boris says, looking over the high pressure water hose even a firefighter wouldn't dare use. The only reason we have this is to power wash the crap out of the rollercoasters when too many pigeons have visited it.

"H-Hey, uh, watcha doin' there, sweetie?"

"Mowing down the idiots." I simply answer, flipping the safety switch off.

"U-Uh ... Jackie ... ," Boris stutters, spying the end of the nozzle directed at him.

"Sweetheart, are you upset?" Gowland innocently asks with a nervous chuckle. My eyes remain glued to Boris, who was the one who threw the water balloon.

"Not at all." I smile, unleashing the full throttle power of the water. I jerk back from the sheer power of the blasting water, hardly able to keep a good handle on it. H-Holy crap this thing is powerful!

"NYAAAAAAAA!" Boris screams as the water knocks into his torso, throwing him right off the platform. I hastily shut the water off, regaining my footing before turning my sights to the only one left.

"Mercy?" I smile, pointing it at him. His smile falters as he slumps over in defeat.

"I-I understand. This is a very bad attempt at an attraction ... ," he pouts, running a hand through his hair in frustration. My glaring grins soften as I softly exhale a sigh.

"I never said it was bad. Just don't freeze the water in the water balloons before you throw them. Other than the frozen water inside it would be a really good idea." I encourage with a grin. It's definitely an interesting idea. Now that I'm looking at it there are two platforms and the players are on either side. "Hey, why don't you make it like dodgeball?" His eyes immediately brighten with excitement at the idea.

"Excellent! And then there could be an even amount of players on each side, with the barrel of water balloons at the center line so they have to get close to get a balloon and whoever gets knocked off is out!"

"Yeah! Now you got it-,"

"And instead of cushions we could have boiling hot water so the players aren't tempted to simply jump in without playing the game." Gowland continues with a broad smile. My expression falls into an impossible poker face before taking aim.

"Eh? No good?" He asks with a sheepish smile.

"Nope." I say, popping the P before flipping the latch. My eyes widen as I look at the nozzle. I-I opened it so why isn't it coming out?! I snap my head around to spy Blood stepping on the hose, a large gathering making the hose bulk up considerably.

"I wonder what will happen if I take my foot off?" Dupre smiles as he slyly glances to Gowland.

"Blood Dupre-!" Gowland angrily starts before whipping out his shotgun. My eyes widen with horror. Oh no. Every time he shoots that thing it just means more work for me. Blood's cheek twitches into a smile as he lifts his foot, the massive wave of water shooting down the tube.

"Oh crap!" I shout, catching Gowland's attention as I try to flip the switch. Too late-! I tightly grip the nozzle as the giant surge of water hits. The powerful force of the water easily throws me off my feet, dragging me along the slick surface as I struggle to shut it off. Oh crap oh crap oh crap-!

"D*** it Dupre, stop messing with my attractions!" Gowland spat as he took aim at Blood. I roll to my feet and grip the nozzle before another surge sends me flying through the air a good foot off the ground.

"GAH!" Gowland cries as I smack right into him, nearly knocking him clean off the edge. His fingers curl around my arm before I slip out of his grasp, struggling to wrestle the hose into submission. If I let go this thing is going to do a ton of damage! The entire nozzle is made of steel and with this much power behind it, it's going to flail wildly until it's turned off.

BANG BANG

RATATATATATATATATATA

I flinch towards the ground, spreading my knees apart as I try to pin the nozzle with my weight. It easily serpentines beneath me, nearly sending me flying of the edge before I roll back towards the center. Dang it! The freaking latch it stuck and-

CLINK

"Eek!" I scream as the nozzle lands on top of my knee, crushing it between the platform and the steel top. My arms release their stubborn hold as I roll back, watching as it wildly and erratically swings around in the air before heading in my direction. My eyes grow wide with horror as I leap to my feet, cringing as my knee buckles. Oh crap -!

The heavy nozzle slams against my stomach sending me skidding across the top of the platforms and right off the edge. I gasp as the water catches me in it's cold clutches, immediately constricting my chest with it's cold needles. I burst out of the freezing water, stumbling to the edge as I watch the nozzle wreak havoc in the battle field. The hose shows no preference as it swings around, easily knocking both park employees and Hatter servants alike off their feet.

"Blood-!" Elliot shouts as the nozzle swings right at him. Blood's eyes flash as he pulls off a matrix move, dropping to the ground on his back and letting the danger pass inches over him before standing back to his feet. He heavily sighs, turning his gun into a cane.

"I'm bored here. Another day, then, Mary." Blood shouts before trotting off, clearly unsatisfied with his visit. I jump to my feet before painfully dropping to my knees in the water, clutching my stomach. Ow ... my stomach can only take so many hits you know! Man I'm going to have one monster of a bruise there tomorrow. I jump as I spy the hose suddenly fall limp, the nozzle expelling the last few drops of life before slumping to a standstill. I look along the hose spying it all still intact. I wonder who turned it off?

"Are you alright Miss Jackie?" A park employee asks as he reaches a hand in to help me. I pause, making sure I can stand without embarrassing myself, before taking his hand and letting him pull me up.

"Y-Y-Y-Yeah f-fine." My teeth chatter as I rub my arms. Why is that water so cold?! I shiver before stepping out of the pool, shuddering away the last of the chills. "W-Who got the hose?"

"An employee did."

"And Gowland? Where's he?" I ask, squeezing out the water from my hair. Did he get hit too? No, I didn't pay much attention to him I was so busy with the stupid hose.

"Chasing after Blood I'm sure." The employee sighs. I roll my eyes. Of course he is why wouldn't he be hunting Blood down? Not that he'll ever catch him, though. Blood seems to know the layout very well despite Gowland's attempts to add and move rides all the time.

"Yeah?" I say, glancing over my clothes. Well, it's not so bad. I got a little wet and a monster bruise. Nothing too unusual about that.

"Oh? Miss, are you alright?" He asks, taking a good look at my stomach. I glance down noticing my tank top rolled up to the bottom of my ribs. My stomach is covered with scratches, some bleeding and others just a few skims. It must have gotten messed up when I was wrestling with the hose.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Nothing a few band aids won't fix." I laugh almost regretting the movement immediately. My stomach horribly aches as my chuckles die off fairly quickly, much to the concern to the employee.

"Let's get you to a medic." He encourages, tugging on my hand before I pull it away.

"No, I'm fine this is nothing. Really. Don't tell Gowland alright?"

"Oh? Why not?"

"He'll just go rampaging again and I'll have to fix it." I huff, rubbing my head in annoyance. And I'm sure I'm going to have to use a pretty penny to replace some of the broken bricks when that hose was flailing around. I lean down towards the hose before gritting my teeth and clutching my stomach, slowly and painfully rolling back up. Ow ...

"Here, I will take care of this. Go fix yourself up alright Miss Jackie?" the employee kindly smiles. I stare at his knowing gaze. Yeah, he knows this is pretty bad. I wouldn't be surprised if I have internal bruising now and those take forever to heal.

"Alright. Thanks." I say, wobbling off towards my apartment. Ow ... ow ow ow ... ... ow ... I heavily sigh and very lightly rub my stomach, trying to help ease the throbbing pain. Meh, it will fade eventually.

I silently slip into my apartment and peel off my clothes, changing into another pair of cargo pants and a tank top. I pause before looking outside. Well, it's pretty warm out. I lay the black shorts onto the bed and unzip the upper thighs, changing them into short shorts. I don't normally wear these but it's all good. Besides, I have rockin' looking legs so I don't care. I chuckle at the immature thought and slip them on with the white koi fish tank top, slipping out the door.

I guess I should go ahead and fix up the broken bricks. I know that they'll fix themselves in a time period or two but there are still customers here. Besides, it will be a quick enough fix. I just need to convince Gowland to let me go buy some new pieces, and maybe even some water tape. On my way out I noticed a hole or two in the hose. I quickly trot towards Gowland's office, noticing him slumping over on the desk with a pissed off expression. Ah~ I guess he didn't find Blood. I wonder why Boris didn't come to cheer him up yet either. Well great now I have to face a grumpy boss.

"Hey Gowland?" I call, lightly rapping my knuckle against the door.

" ... Come in." Gowland's grumpy voice responds. I silently slip into the office, staring at Gowland's glare directed at the wall beside me. My cheek twitches into a smile as I walk up to his desk, lightly tracing my finger along the edge of it.

"Got away?" I playfully ask, watching as his eyes flare up with intense anger.

"Yeah," he pouts, "I was so close too ... he was right there but I missed and ... ," he continues to grumble. I almost start laughing at his serious sulking before remembering the consequences of laughing. He's so cute; it's like a little kid when he's told no. I slide up behind him and wrap my arms around his shoulders, pulling him into a slight hug.

"Don't worry. You'll get him next time." I playfully say, giving him a light squeeze. He remains deathly silent before turning his head back with a happy go lucky grin.

"Hell yeah I will!" He grins, remaining in his chair as he devises his next scheme, "next time he comes first I'll shot off a leg so he can't run ... and then an arm." Well, that's not the kind of pep talk I had in mind but if it works it works. I pull away keeping my hand on his shoulder.

"That's good." I smile as I lightly rub my thumb over his shoulder. "Well, I'm going to go work on the bricks." I say before walking out with a smile. I don't know what it is but every time I come to see Gowland I'm always in a better mood. Pffft ... he just makes me laugh.

GOWLAND'S POV

The moment the door shuts I let out an exasperated pent up sigh. Boobs ... her freaking boobs were pressing against my back and I couldn't think of anything else besides that. I nearly had a clock attack when I saw her smooth, shapely legs waltz into my office with no problem. No, no she's s sweet gal and here I am thinking mature thoughts.

But, I mean a kid doesn't have a body built like that! With fingers that can delicately work on machinery to feet that can easily pound someone's face in. I get all worked up just thinking about it! I swear she's closer to a full grown woman than a kid like Alice. Alice's a sweet girl too but it's easier to just see her as a child. Jackie, on the other hand ...

My eyes slide over to the window watching as she passes with a broad grin curling her plump lips up. The knockout punch, I would say, are her legs. Each time she takes a step I can see the tones muscles beneath working and straining to move her perfectly stacked body around. Normally she has her legs covered so my clock doesn't tick as fast but those shorts are s-so suggestive! No, no again, she's my wonderful employee. Hell, Boris is closer to her age than I am! My eyes once again drift outside catching the tail end of her hair slide out of sight before I thump my head against my desk in angst.

Ah~ this is hard.

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Awes~ poor Gowland! I figured he would be the kind of guy that knows what he wants in all honesty. Geh, and poor Jackie getting hit in the gut so much! You KNOW that's going to come into play later. 10 REVIEWS if you want this couple to continue!