SIX FLAGS GREAT AMERICA! I love that place. This is probably the most light-hearted chapter so far, and the fluffiest chapter as well. Also, we're one chapter closer to meeting the main villain and the fifth team member. YAY! I think….

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The entire trip took six hours and 15 minutes. Of course, it felt like much longer to Emma and Mike, due to Freyr's endless questions and Henry's hyperactivity. By the time the four got to the park, Freyr had asked approximately 72,543 questions (Mike had kept track; it was the only thing keeping him from strangling the blonde). In fact, the only thing keeping the two annoyed brunettes going was the prospect of having funnel cake (there was nothing Emma loved more). Getting into the park was the hard part. The ticket booth person was slightly suspicious that four unsupervised teens were trying to get into the park, with Tony Stark's credit card no less. Emma-who was at wit's end with the ticket person and was considering homicide-finally pulled out her I.D and proved her identity. Then, after going through a painful checkpoint, in which Emma tried to explain to Freyr why he couldn't bring a sword into an amusement park, they finally got in.

In short, it was a very stressful morning.

When they finally got into the park, Mike and Henry immediately dashed off in the direction of the water park. It was young Henry's idea to leave the awkward teens together for the day, because apparently, there was nothing more romantic than an amusement park. Also, the water park was Henry's favorite part, so it was a must-do for him. Once they entered the park, the two boys quickly changed into swimsuits that Emma had bought for them. The trouble began when Mike entered the wave pool.

"OMIGOD! HE'S HERE!" A swarm of screaming girls crowded the boy. Confused-and slightly terrified-Mike backed up.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. What's going on?" He asked. One of the girls looked at him oddly.

"What do you mean? We're here to see you!" She said. Henry nudged Mike. Pointing to a sign, he spoke.

"There's a celebrity coming here who looks like you." The small boy explained to his older friend. The girls stopped screaming and stared at Henry.

"HE'S SO CUTE!" They all screamed. "TYLER RABBIN HAS A LITTLE BROTHER!"

"Tyler Rabbin? You mean that guy with the high pitched-" Mike was cut off by someone pulling him and Henry out of the pool. It was a tall man with dark glasses.

"Tyler! You were supposed to be on stage five minutes ago! And what did I say about picking up strays?" He pointed to Henry.

"But I'm not-"

"Save it for later. We have a show to do!" He grabbed Mike's hand and dragged him to a stage that had they hadn't noticed on the way in. As he watched his friend being pulled away, Henry made an effort to shout.

"I'LL SAVE YOU MIKE!" He said. Suddenly, the small boy had an idea. Turning to the girls, he asked innocently, "Do you want Tyler's autograph?

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On the other side of the park, Emma and Freyr were wandering the roller coasters.

"And that's the Raging Bull!" Emma pointed out. "It's my favorite ride. When my dad came to Chicago for business trips, he would always take me here and ride this with me." Freyr smiled at her excitement. "We should go ride it!"

"Um, I don't know about that." Freyr said. Looking up at the roller coaster, he could feel his heart shake. The coaster twisted and turned, and the drops looked like they could kill someone.

"What do you-" Emma stopped in her tracks. "Are you afraid of heights?" The blonde looked at her nervously. "You are! I can't believe that a demigod is afraid of heights!"

"I haven't had the best of experiences with them. If you don't recall, the last time I was in a high place you slapped me." The girl chuckled at the memory. "Seriously. I've never been good with heights. Bad things seem to happen up there." Emma put her hand in his. She turned and looked up into his eyes.

"Freyr. I'm here. It's going to okay." She smiled. He nodded.

"Alright. Let us go ride the bull that rages!" He shouted. Emma laughed and pulled him into the line. It wasn't very busy, so they got to their seats quickly. As they got locked in, Freyr looked down anxiously.

"Hey, it's going to be fine. Just relax!" Emma said reassuringly. He nodded and looked ahead.

"Relax, got it." The ride started to move. Emma was practically glowing with anticipation. The track took them to the hill, where they rode closer and closer to the drop and then...they fell.

The drop was exhilarating. Freyr hadn't felt that amazing since Emma had kissed him two days before. The twists and turned were a rush of excitement, filling his body with longing for more. When the ride had ended, the boy insisted that they rode it again. Emma laughed, and again they rode.

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Mike was rushed up onto the stage. He knew little of Tyler Rabbin; only that he sounded like a girl on drugs. It hadn't even occurred to him that the two looked alike. But apparently they did, and he was now stuck impersonating the star. The mamager refused to listen to Mike, so there he was. Stuck on a stage, about to sing some song that was probably going to fail.

"Um, hi?" He said into the microphone. The crowd screamed. Mike winced. "I, um, am going to..the bathroom!" He ran off stage, opposite the irate manager.

"Get back here you!" The manager yelled. Mike ran, using his speed to get to a cabana without being seen. Of course, it would have been easier if he had watched where he was going. He fell face-first into the ground. Picking himself up, he found a girl staring at him.

"I know you." She said. He looked at her, confused. She had dark brown eyes like himself, and light brown hair like Emma. "You're Joe Jonas!" The girl snapped her fingers.

"Um, no." Mike said. "Before we continue this conversation, can you hide me?"

"Oh, yeah, sure." The girl pulled the cabana curtain to sheild them. "So, aren't you that famous Rabbit dude?"

"No, I apperantly have the curse of looking like him." He said. "I'm Mike."

"Fiona." She said, sticking her hand out for a handshake. He shook it. Looking down at a sign next to her, he raised his eyebrows.

"Um, what's that for?" He asked, pointing to the sign that said 'Fight the plauge of Stupidity!'. Fiona laughed.

"I'm protesting Tyler Rabbin. His music sounds like a squirrel on acid." She shuddered. "Listening to it makes people unintelligent. Ergo, the sign was made." Mike nodded. She opened her mouth to say something, but then stopped and squinted. "I think I know how to solve your problem."

"How?" Mike asked. She simply motioned for him to follow. They left the cabana only to run into the manager. He began to speak when Fiona held up a hand.

"This isn't your dude. He's over there, eating the face of some skinny chick." She pointed past them, where Tyler Rabbin was indeed making out with a random girl. The manager's face became filled with even more rage-if that was possible-and stormed away.

"Thanks. Now that my name's cleared maybe-oh dear lord." Mike started.

"What's wrong?" Fiona asked.

"Henry." Mike said. He pointed to the large mob of girls that were heading towards Tyler Rabbin. In the midst of the pack was Henry. The poor boy was trapped. "One moment." Mike rushed ahead and dove into the mob, searching for Henry. He found the younger boy and pulled him out.

"So many fangirls..." The boy said shakily. "I was going to save you but they CAME AND DESTROYED THE WORLD." Fiona backed up.

"Is he usually like this?" She asked. Mike shook his head no.

"He'll be fine." Mike noted. "Now, as I was saying, maybe I could have your number. I owe you for saving me. Maybe we could hang out sometime."

"Thanks, but no thanks. I don't even live in the United States. But it was nice meeting you!" She started walking away.

"Where do you live?" Mike asked. The girl spoke perfect English and had no accent. It made no sense.

"NARNIA!" She shouted. Henry was about to point out that it was impossible, until a dark portal opened up in front of her and she disappeared.

"What. Just. Happened?" Henry asked.

"I don't know dude. I just don't know." Mike shook his head. "But I do feel like going in that giant toliet bowl thing!" So the boys ran off and spent the rest of their day doing what boys do best: being complete idiots.

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"When I get back to Asgard, I am building my own park of amusement!" Freyr cheered. He and Emma had ridden as many roller coasters as they could before becoming extremly tired. They were walking through the square near Hurrican Harbor, waiting for the boys to return.

"Have fun with that." Emma laughed. Out of the corner of her eyes, she spotted something familiar. "Funnel cake!" She got up and made her way towards the famous dessert. While she was gone, two girls approached Freyr.

"Hey hot stuff." One said. She had blonde hair tied back in a ponytail. "You here alone?"

"No." Freyr said, stiffening at the girls's gaze.

"Shame." The other girl, a redhead, said. "You're really cute."

"Yeah, and that's why he's mine." Emma had returned with her funnel cake. "Now back off." The girls huffed and walked away. Looking back to Freyr, Emma sighed. "Don't talk to strangers. It's a bad idea."

"They approached me! It was not in my control." Freyr said, raising his hands in defense. "And what do you mean when you stated that I was 'yours'?" He asked, putting the last part in quotation marks. Emma blushed furiously.

"Nothing. Eat your funnel cake!" She shoved some funnel cake in front of him.

"Emma." He pushed the plate of food away. "What did you mean?" Emma was silent.

"When a girl and a boy are in a relationship, then the girl says that the boy is hers." She explained. Then, with great class, she stuffed her face with funnel cake. Freyr smirked and waited for her to finish. When she was almost done, he spoke.

"So you are saying that we are in a relationship of the intimate kind?" He asked, getting closer to Emma. She gagged on the funnel cake.

"No! I was, I mean, well, um, no!" She stammered. Freyr smiled and leaned forward. He gently kissed her. Emma pushed him away. "WHAT THE HECK?"

"Hey man! Tell your girlfriend to quiet down." A random person yelled. Freyr laughed as Emma's face became redder than before.

"Girlfriend? Did we miss something?" Mike asked as he and Henry walked up.

"No. Funnel cake?" Emma handed the dessert to her friends. After they finished, they left the park (with great sadness). Emma drove to a nearby hotel, and left the car to make reservations. Freyr turned in his seat to face Mike.

"I win." He said smugly.

"Win what?" Mike asked.

"The bet." Freyr said.

"Oh! That bet!" Mike said. "Nice job man. Treat her well." He saluted his friend.

"It was easy. You didn't even try."

"True. I was kind of distracted."

"Distracted by what?" Emma got back into the car. "Wait, don't answer. I don't care. Let's go inside." And inside they went.

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Fin! How was it? I appreciate comments and helpful tips of sorts.

Tyler Rabbin is a parody of Justin Beiber. They both have last names that sound like rodents.

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