"You can't be serious," Roy said somewhat contemptiously, eyebrow arched. He held the ticket to the amusement park between two fingers, the paper rustling in the November breeze. "How long have you had this planned?"
"A while," she grinned slyly, sliding her ticket under the glass of the ticket booth. Roy followed suit, staring at the arching and looping rollercoasters that peeked over the gates. He wasn't the biggest fan of them, despite the fact that he leapt rooftops without batting an eyelash. The scruffy looking man working at the booth nodded, allowing them entry into the overly-crowded theme park.

"Places like these are just-" he started, but was interrupted by a fist to his shoulder.
"Just stop talking right there, okay?" she said, eyes everywhere but him. There was so much to look at- this was her first time at an amusement park for purely recreational reasons. She could never afford it growing up, so she thought now was just a good of time to go. Roy grumbled something under his breath, but she didn't bother to figure out what he said. The shoving crowds, the laughing children, the screams, the wooshing of rollercoasters.. It was all so fun.
Roy peered down at her, hands in his pockets. She was acting as if she had never been to a fair before, face lit up as if she were a kid on Christmas morning. Considering her past, she probably hadn't. The fact that she was happy made this entire dumb trip slightly worthwhile.
She tugged on his sweater sleeve, pointing at a ride that made even Red Arrow, the fearless archer, feel queasy. It was a monster of a roller coaster, loops and dives too numerous to count.
"I could take that, easy." She said proudly, walking quickly to the surprisingly short line. Roy hesitated, the looming ride quite unsettling.
"Aww, are you scared?" Artemis taunted, tearing his stare from the daunting ride. "Ha!" he barked a laugh, smirking as he joined her in line, "Not a bit." He hid whatever anxious feelings with a superior smirk, leering down at her. "Unless you are."
"In your dreams, Harper," she sneered, leaning back on the guardrail that blocked in the queue line. The roller coaster was in use, faint screaming heard in the distance. "I bet you that I can go without screaming the entire ride," she went on, voice laced with confidence.
"I bet you have never even ridden one before," he chuckled, cracking his knuckles loudly out of nervous habit. It was safe to assume so, seeing how cocky she was being about it. Any sane person wouldn't want to go on this ride.

Artemis and Roy boarded the rollercoaster, picking seats in the front. As the cars started rolling slowly, Roy could see (with some amount of smugness) that Artemis looked anxious- just in the slightest bit. But she feigned a mask of coolness, face slack and blank- an expression that Roy learned to know over time.
Roy could read Artemis like a book. Sure, she was stubborn as hell and sassy enough for the both of them, but she didn't put up with any crap from anyone. She could look a serial killer in the eye without flinching, and yet Disney movies made her have mini emotional breakdowns. She would eat an entire row of oreos, but refuse some of his cooking because she had to "keep her figure," even though she was all muscle and skinny as a rail. She might be mad at him for an entire day without giving poor Roy a reason why, and the next day act like nothing had ever happened.
The roller coaster began its ascent, making both archers instinctively grip their seats tighter. As the peak of the ride grew closer, Artemis definitely becan to feel some regrets for being so cocky. She could already feel a shriek building up in the back of her throat. She wasn't even one for screaming, the drop just seemed so high and-
She was yelling at the top of her lungs before the drop even started, her stomach flip-flopping and heart racing. Her hair was probably all in a poor strangers face behind her, but that was the least of her worries. She had screaming to do.

"So, you're telling me that you have never been on a roller coaster before," Roy said, taking another bite out of his cotton candy. The sticky sweetness gave him a pounding headache, but it was two bucks and he wasn't about to waste his hard-earned cash.
Artemis shook her head, daintily picking a piece off and popping it in her mouth. And for a first time, it was an adventure.
"You know," she mused, looking up at Roy fondly, "If someone had told me ten years ago that we were..." she struggled to find the right words, "...Eating cotton candy together," she decided, letting the fluffy sugar melt in her mouth, "I would have laughed my ass off."
"Me too," Roy admitted. Despite her being in her mid-twenties, Artemis could sure act like a kid sometimes. Or maybe when she was fifteen, she acted like an adult. Either way, Roy loved who she was.