Author's Note: Oh how I love to torture Dean :] Thanks for everyone who's been reading this so far. So, here's the next chapter.
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I looked over to where Cas was pointing. No. Hell no. There was no way in Hell I was going to ride that helicopter ride. I hated heights. I hated planes. This wasn't going to work. Actually, I never thought about the height thing. This may be a problem...
"No, hell no. I ain't gonna on that ride." I shook my head backing away from the ride. I think I'd almost go back to Hell to not ride this ride…. Wait no, I take that back. I'd ride the damn helicopter ride in order to not go back to Hell. I'd ride it ten times over.
Sam knew why I didn't want to ride it but he insisted that I went on. "Come on Dean, you can't live your life in fear."
I shot Sam a look. "Dude, we fight monsters. I don't live my life in fear. I have to be afraid of something. And the something I'm afraid of is planes. You know that."
"Yeah but you have to do things you're afraid of," Sam grabbed my bicep and dragged me towards the ride. "You're going on the ride. You want to make Cas happy so you ride what he wants." I growled putting what Sam said in the back of my head. I'll use that later for pay back. There's gotta be something that Sam didn't want to ride and I was going to find that something.
"Fine," I growled. We got in line and the worker looked at us really weird. He held this stick with red tap up to us.
"I'm sorry sirs, but you're too tall to ride this," The worker said. I wanted to kneel down and worship this man.
Then Sam had to go and be Sam.
Sam handed the worker money and he pocketed it opening the gate. "Enjoy the ride." Now I wanted to cry.
I caught up with Sam and muttered in his ear. "Dude, you're so dead."
"I've died once, I can come back to life," Sam chuckled sitting down next to me. Damnit, he was right. I sat down and buckled in. The worker checked our seat belts and looked at Bobby and Cas who seemed to be excited to ride this. Was I the only person who had sense in their minds?
I grabbed the handle bar in a death grip and I started to hum Metallica. Sam looked over at me with a raised eyebrow. "Dude, the ride hasn't even started."
"I kno-W!" I shouted as the ride started to go in circles. I hummed louder and my eyes went wider. The grip on the handle bar became stronger. I wanted to shout out but I didn't. I looked straight ahead as the second circle was finished. I almost sighed in relief because I thought the ride was coming to stop. Well, I was wrong. We went through another rotation before the ride finally stopped. When the restraints were let up, I literally leaped out of the seat and onto the ground.
"I've never been so happy to see the ground before," I smiled knowing that my happiness was soon going to be killed by a couple of men.
"Boy, you were on their for three minutes. It wasn't that bad," Bobby said walking towards the exit.
"I don't care, it was bad enough for me," I shot back leaving the ride behind me forever. I turned to Cas who, by the look on his face loved it. "Liked it?"
Cas' head went up and down at an inhuman pace. "Let's ride that one," Cas said pointing the a tall wooden rollercoaster.
We went that way and as soon as I saw the sign, I knew I was going to hate it. The sign said The Beast. "You guys are trying to give me a heart attack." I muttered walking into line knowing that I was going to have to tackle this ride like a man or women. I would rather tackle the ride as a man. For what little I had in this world, I wanted to keep my man pride.
We waited in line which raised my anxiety levels. I'm pretty sure I was reaching max capacity here pretty soon. Finally, it was our turn to ride The Beast. I squeezed into the little cart next to Bobby. Cas was next to Sam. I was having a heard enough time sitting in the small box. I couldn't imagine how Sam felt cramped in the box.
I looked forward and laughed when I saw Sam with his knees pulled up to his chin. "Have enough room there Francis?"
"Shuddup," Sam growled.
"Bitch."
"Jerk."
A worker came by and checked our seatbelts and we were soon off our way. "Bobby, if I don't make it back, make sure that Sam takes good care of my baby." Bobby rolled his eyes and ignored me.
We were going up the hill when I realized that the ride was a lot taller then it looked. I was about to say something when I remembered that I was going to tackle this ride like a man. I bite down on my check to keep from yelling out as the coaster stopped at the very top of the hill. I could see Castiel looking around anxiously wondering what was going on and then the ride lurched forward going down the hill at a break neck speed.
The wind was crazy and it burned the four swipe marks on my face. The train whipped through a tunnel, a wooden tunnel, through another tunnel and then whipped around a corner to see another hill. We speed up the hill and soon stopped and started to slowly trudge up the hill. I looked to my left past Bobby to see a wooden structure in the shape of a circle. Great. "This doesn't look like fun," I muttered as we started to go down the hill. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught another train going down the first really big hill. Our train started to slowly gain speed and soon we were whipped every which way through the wooden structure.
We pulled into a waiting area and Sam looked back at me. What he expected to see was me wide eyed with sweat dripping down my face. But what he expected to see wasn't what he saw. I had the biggest smile on my face. "Dude, that was...AWESOME!" Bobby, Sam, and Cas all stared at me.
"Is this coming from the boy who didn't want to ride the helicopter ride?" Bobby asked astounded.
"Shut up. I like this one. I don't like planes," I counter back.
"Dean, I heard you tell Bobby to make sure Sam took care of your baby," Cas said as the train started to move forward.
"Man, that was before I rode the ride. Can we ride again?" I asked as the train comes to a final stop and out lap belts were released. I leap out of the car and wait for Sam to unfold himself from the seat. It takes a minute because his long legs are so cramped.
Sam looks over his shoulder and then back at me. "Unless you want to wait in that long line." I look over to the line. "Nah, we'll come back later." I smile as we leave the ride. I wanted to ride again but I didn't want to wait in line.
"Let's go walk around and see what other rides there are," Bobby suggests. We all agree and we begin to wonder around to park looking for something to ride.
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We had ridden a couple rides. There was this one that was a movie. It was weird. It showed something called SpongeBob SquarePants. I had heard of that show a couple of times but not a lot. It was kinda funny. Well, not really. Actually it was awful. The best part was the chair. It moved right, left, up, down, side to side and – this is the best part – it vibrated. It was awesome. The annoying thing was that we had to wear 3D glasses. I didn't like that part. I wanted to take them off because I felt like it didn't help my vision and if a ghost or demon or something came and attacked us, we would all be in trouble because we couldn't see. We could have but we would have to take off the glasses which would hurt us in the long run because we would have lost time. I shook my head because I was supposed to be having fun. Not thinking about hunting.
We had ridden a ride called The Racer. It was fun but one part was awful. The lap bar went down really hard on one of the hills and it hurt. A lot. I wanted to cry but I reminded myself I had to tackle this rides like a man. A true man wouldn't cry because he hurt a little. No, he would go on through the ride not saying anything. I could tell the ride had hurt the other three men I was with. Castiel probably had no idea what was going on because he was so stupid sometimes.
We rode a one called The Scrambler. That was awesome. Sam couldn't stop laughing. It would whip you around and around and around and around until it was over. After it was over, you hurt from laughing so much. But, it was worth it. We all agreed that it was our favorite by far.
We were heading out when Cas pointed to a really tall tower. "I want to ride that one."
I looked up at the tower and I felt death go through me. No. Hell. No. There was no way in Hell I was riding that one. I would much, much rather ride the helicopter one over and over and over and over again before I had to ride that one. I looked at Bobby and Sam. Sam had a smirk on his face because he knew what I was thinking and Bobby looked at the tower. I couldn't tell if he was afraid, in awe, or he just didn't care and would ride it to Cas didn't complain. I was leaning towards all three of those options.
"No way. No way in hell and I'm riding that ride. No. Absolutely not," I backed away until my back was up against a tree. I knew I had a panicked look on my face and Sam was trying not to laugh. He was suppose to support me, not make fun of me. I was going to have to remember that for later.
"Dean, remember what I told you earlier," Sam winked at me and I wanted to wring his neck.
I looked at the ride then back at the three men in front of me. "Do you want me to go women on you three because I will if you make me ride that?" I jerked my head to the ride as I saw it drop down really fast. And I mean really fast. It looked around 300 feet high and when the ride dropped, it was going fast. Like high way fast. Not how fast I drive on the highway but as fast as the other cars go on the highway.
Bobby was going to say something but I interrupted him. "You know I have a fear of heights and flying. C'mon!" I snorted at the three of them.
"Is that why you drive everywhere?" Cas asked.
"Yes. That's why." I growled. I could feel my face going pale at the thought of riding that ride. No way I was going to. No.
Cas looked back at me then at the ride. He walked toward me and before I could do anything, he zapped me.