Chapter Two - Carmen's POV
I chuckle quietly into my palm as I watch my prey glancing around like a frightened and confused deer, crouching down I stalk up to her and jump, shouting as loudly as I can in her ear. My smirk drops as I see that I haven't been sneaking up on Spencer, but just another image of her. Damn this House of Mirrors!
My shout must have alerted to my presence because she sees me and dashes up to me, hopping on my back and wrapping her legs around me. Not that I minded the piggyback part, but now I had lost the game. "So what's your prize?" I ask, spinning us both around in a wide circle, her light giggles flowing into my ear. "I want a something soft and cuddly."
"Don't I count? I do have soft parts," I smile flirtatiously, motioning to my chest, hook, line, sinker, her lovely blue eyes drawn straight to my rather nice rack - if I do so say so myself -
"No, you dork! I mean a prize," she pouts, punching my deftly in the arm as she slid off my back. "No can do, not unless there's a painting booth. I could win that easy," I reply, rubbing at my dead arm, kind of surprised by the rather skinny looking blonde's strength.
"But.." Her lip quivers, waving towards a shooting booth, that was something I definitely didn't want to do. I looked around quickly, hoping for some way out. And once more some deity helps. I find exactly what I'm looking for.
"Okay, I just found something I can play. You can get your toy," I murmured and take her towards the Mechanical Arm. "Tada!" I motion towards the machine.
"You can't play these things! They cheat," she exclaims, looking at me in sheer disbelief. Hah! She doesn't know I have mad skills when it comes to these machines. She'll see.
"They don't cheat. There's just a knack.." And with these words I take out a dollar and shoved it into the slot, watching as the lights lit up and the arm moved to the edge.
I looked at the little toys inside; rabbits, bears, ponies, starfish, a veritable zoo of stuffed animals. Finding one that seemed to be in a good position, I slouch slightly and begin to move the crane inch by inch towards it's target.
Thump. Clutter. Silence.
I take out the toy without looking at it and hand it to her, my chest puffed out in pride at my achievement. Once more she squeals and I smile a little, I've begun to recognise this as 'Highly excited' Spencer. It's insanely cute, but then again everything about her seems to be cute to me.
"Aww, he's so cute!" she coows, hugging the piece of wool and cloth to her chest, I grumble slightly wishing to swap positions with the stupid toy immediately. I want to be hugged to her chest damnii.
"He? It's pink!" I huff, annoyed at the attention the stupid thing was getting.
"He's a gay cat. His name is Aiden. Aiden the gay cat." she giggles, making the ugly pink cat wave at me with its oversized paws. "Say hi to Aiden the Gay Cat, Carmen."
"Hi Aiden," I mumble, looking at little embarrassed at having to talk to an inanimate object my deranged date was talking through. Spencer didn't seem to notice my embarrassment, or didnt care, and hugged the pink cat again before finally getting to me.
"Aww thanks Carmen! I love him," She gushes cutely and kisses my cheek as she hugs me. I grin taking my chance and kissing her on the lips as she turned to leave the hug.
"Mm you taste like strawberries."
"It could be lip-gloss, it could be cotton candy."
"Hmm," I murmur faintly against her lips, before delving into another pulse-soaring kiss.
"Yum, candy-floss," I smirk and pull away, grabbing some of the cotton candy from her almost gone stick.
"Hey that's the last bit! Gimme it back," She cries in exasperation, diving for the delicious pink sugary snack. Quickly, I move it away from her grasp and take a step to the left, popping it into my mouth before giving Spencer the most shit eating grin I can muster.
"Oh that does it." She growls in a rather unthreatening way and waves her now-empty cotton candy stick at me. Feeling a little like being silly I stick my tongue out at her and spin on my heel, dashing off into the quiet evening crowd.
I hear her disbelieving shriek and laughter bubbles over me, as my legs take me fast and far away from the annoyed Spencer. Not fast enough it would seem, as I stop for breath, only to have her careen into me and send me flying into the fake hay bails at the petting zoo.
I find my balance and sit a little lazily among the fake hay and fairly smelly animals; the yellowish plastic poking into my back.
"Well hello there cowgirl, hows about a roll in this here hay?" I drawl in my best attempt at Southern I can muster. It must be pretty bad as she's rolling her eyes at me, her entire posture showing my attempt at humour didn't work with her.
"I'll buy you another cotton candy?" I hazard a guess, and she nods silently, showing that my guess was right. I slide my hand into my pocket and feel around for the right change.
Sighing, I find the right shrapnel and thank the lord that I sold that last painting, because tonight I have cash to spare.
"Okay, okay," I mutter and stand up, trying to quench the little sparks I feel as she smiles, shiny, white, perfect. She's soon happily sated with another pink and fluffy treat; although I'm starting to get worried about the sugar rush she's having.
Finally the date is ending and I know the perfect way to finish the day. It's just a short walk to the beach and with the sun setting, it looks awesome. I shuffle down and sit on the sand, Spencer seems to get the hint and plops down in front of me.
"I had fun today. Y'know, at the funfair." It sounds stupid before it's even left my mouth and I can't help but laugh. "Okay so I think we can safely say words ain't my strong point." Suddenly an idea pops into my head and I hop up, Spencer looks curiously at me and I just grin, digging the toe of my converse into the sand. She watches me as I slowly draw a giant heart and then our initials, it's totally cheesy but she seems to like it as she comes up behind me and wraps me in a warm hug.
"Your a total sap, arent you?" Usually I would start feeling defensive, admitting a weakness, even one like being a sap, isn't something I would do, but her voice is soft and I can hear the affection in it. Still my head drops and I shrug shyly "Your sweet, I like it." She kisses my cheek and I can feel the heat where her lips were. It's then that I have a revelation, I could totally fall so hard for this girl. The thought terrifies me.