Author's Note:
In here there's a sentence that says something like, "It was nothing compared to being shocked by Blaire or being sent to the future." Blaire is a villain from another one of my fics that I want to re-write before I post. 'Being sent to the future' refers to another one of my fics where they get sent to the future. Simple enough.
Chapter 3
Erik
"The first "ride" is The Spinner," Mr. Larson motioned to the ride where you sit in the little ball thing and spin around. "It is preparing just incase your spaceship spins. Who will go first?"
"I will," said Blaze quickly.
Two guards walked to Blaze and helped him into the ride. Blaze gestured to them in an "I don't need help" way, but they didn't stop. The guards strapped him in and one went to the panel. Blaze gave them a thumbs up and it started.
The thing started to spin. Blaze was startled once it started as it jerked around, I think he was surprised it started so quickly. I saw him yawn, I don't think it was too much of a challenge.
The Spinner soon stopped, Blaze unbuckled himself and hopped out. He walked over to us.
"It was nothing," he yawned.
"Blaze, you don't have to be that mean. There will be better carnival rides." Mr. Larson joked.
Blaze blinked.
"Who's next?" Mr. Larson asked.
"Me!" I shouted. "Do I get cotton candy after this?"
The others chuckled. I think Mr. Larson was loosening up now that he got used to us.
"Okay," Mr. Larson said.
The two guards came over and I skipped over to The Spinner like a three year old. Heard the others laugh as I tripped over the step, smashing into the soft padding of the chair. I turned around, buckling myself in.
The guards went back, and the same one went to the panel. I gave him the thumbs up, the Spinner jerked and I gave a yelp of surprise.
Blaze was right. It was nothing. Nothing like being shocked to death by Blaire or being zapped into the future.
In two minutes, it was over. I yawned too, and soon everyone else had a chance. No one was really overwhelmed with dizziness until the next ride.
"This is The Flinger," Mr. Larson said, pointing to the ride where you sit in the chair, spinning in circles around the middle. "It is preparing you just incase you spin very quickly."
"Oh, I wanna go first!" screamed Turv.
"Okay, Turv." Mr. Larson said.
The same two guards went to Turv, escorting him to some stairs that went into the large circle the seat in the little glass box attached to the pole went around. Turv quickly went down the stairs, followed by the guards. Turv walked to the seat in the box, the door opened where you climb in. He turned around, sitting in the chair, strapping himself in, and had the guards shut the door and lock it.
The guards walked out of the white circle, going up to the stairs, and this time the other guard walked to the panel. Turv gave him a thumbs up, and the guard pushed a button and turned a knob.
The little seat thing in the glass box attached to the pole thing started to go around the circle. It went kind of slow at first, then it went faster and faster each time it went around.
I heard Turv yelling, it was faint over the noise of The Flinger.
It went faster and faster, until Turv finally screamed loudly, "STOP!!!" and the guard turned the knob and pushed the button again.
The Flinger slowly stopped, the two guards ran down the stairs and to Turv. They opened the door revealing a dizzy Turv, (who was quite green) who they quickly unstrapped and pulled out of the seat. They each got one arm and put it over their shoulder, dragging him to the stairs. Turv's shoes dragged behind him until they got to the stairs.
"Can you walk now?" the guard on the right asked.
Turv shook his head quickly, regaining his brain that was in another world.
"Yeah," he said.
Turv slowly walked up the stairs and sat down in a chair near a trash can.
"Oh, I wanna go!" I yelled to Mr. Larson.
"Okay," he laughed.
I quickly scurried down the stairs, running to the seat in the box with the pole attached thing before the guards reached me. Strapped myself in, closed the door and once the guard was by the panel gave him the thumbs up.
The Flinger slowly started which in the beginning was as slow as The Spinner. It slowly gained speed, and soon enough it was going one hundred miles per hour I heard the guard tell me over the speaker.
It quickly gained speed, quickly going around the white circle. I literally felt the skin on my face going back.
I tightly gripped the roller coaster like harness.
I soon yelled, "STOP!!!" and they stopped it. Slowly. My eyes swirled around in my head.
I barely saw the guards come and get me. They carried me the same way as Turv only up the stairs, too.
They sat me in the chair Turv was in, (he had moved) next to the trash can. I quickly put my head in it, throwing up.
In here there's a sentence that says something like, "It was nothing compared to being shocked by Blaire or being sent to the future." Blaire is a villain from another one of my fics that I want to re-write before I post. 'Being sent to the future' refers to another one of my fics where they get sent to the future. Simple enough.
Chapter 3
Erik
"The first "ride" is The Spinner," Mr. Larson motioned to the ride where you sit in the little ball thing and spin around. "It is preparing just incase your spaceship spins. Who will go first?"
"I will," said Blaze quickly.
Two guards walked to Blaze and helped him into the ride. Blaze gestured to them in an "I don't need help" way, but they didn't stop. The guards strapped him in and one went to the panel. Blaze gave them a thumbs up and it started.
The thing started to spin. Blaze was startled once it started as it jerked around, I think he was surprised it started so quickly. I saw him yawn, I don't think it was too much of a challenge.
The Spinner soon stopped, Blaze unbuckled himself and hopped out. He walked over to us.
"It was nothing," he yawned.
"Blaze, you don't have to be that mean. There will be better carnival rides." Mr. Larson joked.
Blaze blinked.
"Who's next?" Mr. Larson asked.
"Me!" I shouted. "Do I get cotton candy after this?"
The others chuckled. I think Mr. Larson was loosening up now that he got used to us.
"Okay," Mr. Larson said.
The two guards came over and I skipped over to The Spinner like a three year old. Heard the others laugh as I tripped over the step, smashing into the soft padding of the chair. I turned around, buckling myself in.
The guards went back, and the same one went to the panel. I gave him the thumbs up, the Spinner jerked and I gave a yelp of surprise.
Blaze was right. It was nothing. Nothing like being shocked to death by Blaire or being zapped into the future.
In two minutes, it was over. I yawned too, and soon everyone else had a chance. No one was really overwhelmed with dizziness until the next ride.
"This is The Flinger," Mr. Larson said, pointing to the ride where you sit in the chair, spinning in circles around the middle. "It is preparing you just incase you spin very quickly."
"Oh, I wanna go first!" screamed Turv.
"Okay, Turv." Mr. Larson said.
The same two guards went to Turv, escorting him to some stairs that went into the large circle the seat in the little glass box attached to the pole went around. Turv quickly went down the stairs, followed by the guards. Turv walked to the seat in the box, the door opened where you climb in. He turned around, sitting in the chair, strapping himself in, and had the guards shut the door and lock it.
The guards walked out of the white circle, going up to the stairs, and this time the other guard walked to the panel. Turv gave him a thumbs up, and the guard pushed a button and turned a knob.
The little seat thing in the glass box attached to the pole thing started to go around the circle. It went kind of slow at first, then it went faster and faster each time it went around.
I heard Turv yelling, it was faint over the noise of The Flinger.
It went faster and faster, until Turv finally screamed loudly, "STOP!!!" and the guard turned the knob and pushed the button again.
The Flinger slowly stopped, the two guards ran down the stairs and to Turv. They opened the door revealing a dizzy Turv, (who was quite green) who they quickly unstrapped and pulled out of the seat. They each got one arm and put it over their shoulder, dragging him to the stairs. Turv's shoes dragged behind him until they got to the stairs.
"Can you walk now?" the guard on the right asked.
Turv shook his head quickly, regaining his brain that was in another world.
"Yeah," he said.
Turv slowly walked up the stairs and sat down in a chair near a trash can.
"Oh, I wanna go!" I yelled to Mr. Larson.
"Okay," he laughed.
I quickly scurried down the stairs, running to the seat in the box with the pole attached thing before the guards reached me. Strapped myself in, closed the door and once the guard was by the panel gave him the thumbs up.
The Flinger slowly started which in the beginning was as slow as The Spinner. It slowly gained speed, and soon enough it was going one hundred miles per hour I heard the guard tell me over the speaker.
It quickly gained speed, quickly going around the white circle. I literally felt the skin on my face going back.
I tightly gripped the roller coaster like harness.
I soon yelled, "STOP!!!" and they stopped it. Slowly. My eyes swirled around in my head.
I barely saw the guards come and get me. They carried me the same way as Turv only up the stairs, too.
They sat me in the chair Turv was in, (he had moved) next to the trash can. I quickly put my head in it, throwing up.