YO PEEPS! Es ist ich, Vlad, wieder zurück. I finally writ something! More specifically, Rumpy's bromance bit xe asked for ages ago. Prepare for angst!
A Fair Betrayal
This was a mistake. A terrible, terrible mistake. His head was swimming, his stomach was floating, and he was pretty sure the world would never stop spinning. What had he done to deserve this? Be a good friend, be supportive. And this was how he was thanked?
"Burt? You okay, man?" Tyler's voice barely registered to his ears. He sounded worried. Concerned. As if he hadn't meant for this to happen.
'Go away,' he groaned mentally, not sure the words made it out of his mouth. He squeezed his eyes shut tighter, trying to steady the ground.
Tyler sighed heavily and Burt could practically hear him run his hand through his hair. The gravel crunched beneath his boots as he squatted down. Burt's silent mantra to be left alone went ignored.
"Look, I'm sorry I didn't warn you." A pause. "Though to be fair, you kinda asked for it."
Burt turned his head enough to fix his so-called partner with a steely glare. Betrayed, tricked, and lied to by one of the people he trusted most in the world and he had asked for it? Tyler's eyes danced with hidden amusement. Burt felt revolted. What kind of monster was this man?
Tyler leaned in closer and smirked. "Not to mention, Mr. ToughGuy, the ride is called the Dizzy Dragons. Was the name not enough of a hint for you?"
Burt's eyes closed again as he curled up over his stomach with a groan. 'Oh God, just let me die.'
Tyler clapped him on the back and stood up, laughing freely now. "I'll get you some water. Try not to puke on rest of the tickets. And next time, don't steal my tacos."
Terrible, terrible, terrible mistake.
Just to be clear in case it's called differently in other places, Fair=Carnival.
Get the title now? Hehe.
Hope the angst works for ya, T.
-Vlad out