Day 8: I'm not doing that again
I don't own fablehaven. This one's more…silly
"I'm not doing that again," Bracken said, exaggerations his displease features.
"Yes! Oh Bracken please!" Kendra was beside herself in laughter. Very, very contagious laughter. Her laughs stopped and she crossed her arms. "You're doing it," she insisted.
"Kendra, I'm trying to tell you—"
"No, I won't hear of it."
Bracken stared down at her as they stood in a standoff, brighter giving in.
Bracken sighed. Kendra's eyes lit up. "That was resignation! I knew it!"
He would tell her otherwise, but one look broke his resolve. "Fine."
She grabbed him by the arm and dragged him into the car, where she took off. Fifteen minutes later, Bracken was thinking it wouldn't be as strange as last time's…
Colorful patches of what was surely plastic decorated short rooftops, dull silver metal sloped down, and U's swung from chains.
"This is the park!" Kendra said. "I've got to show you some stuff!"
She brought him across the sandy floor and into one of the miniature structures. Kendra had to crouch to get in, but the real question was whether Bracken could fit his long legs in.
Kendra started crawling through a green tube connected to the platform-type thing he stood on. Bracken watched in dread. With another sigh, he followed her inside.
On the other side, Kendra was brimming with happiness and Bracken couldn't hold onto his annoyance.
She motioned him over and they came to a plastic window with a steering wheel below. He looked at her and she burst into giggles.
The next section of the playground held s fake telescope. Kendra put her eye to it.
"A storm ahead!" She exclaimed. Bracken joined her. It amazed him every time at her perspective of things and how even at her age, she would still pretend to be a pirate. And Bracken loved it.
Kendra got another idea and she abandoned ship. She crossed a set of rings attached to metal bars (which Kendra kindly explained they were known as monkey bars, a strange name). She slid down the slide (a term he did know) and Bracken questioned who invented such things.
Kendra, treading sand, raced to one of the U's and plopped down on it. Still seated, she brought it backward with her feet and let it swing forward. It didn't go very high.
Bracken came up behind her and grabbed the metal chains. Kendra looked over her shoulder, smiling like crazy. Bracken probably was too, he wasn't sure.
He brought it back before pushing forward and running. Kendra went above his head and she swung back much more, letting out a delighted sound.
Bracken continued to push her long until she repeatedly told him he was ok to stop. He gave a few more pushes before succumbing to her request. She tried offering him a turn but he politely turned it down.
There was a bench nearby, so instead the two sat down on it.
"Sorry for…this," Kendra said, gesturing to the park around them.
Bracken grinned. "Don't be, I quite like this side of you,"
She gave his shoulder a nudge. He nudged her back.
Kendra shot ip. "Oh my gosh! We haven't done any sand things yet!" Once again, she raced off. Bracken followed, enjoying any time spent together, no matter what it was.