FY TRIP TO SIX FLAGS
Part Three!
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While in line for the N1NJ4, Soi, Tomo, Hotohori, and Nuriko duked it out for possession of the much-coveted front seats of the first car.
In the first match Hotohori won one of the front seats, and watched the other three go through five rounds until Soi won the second seat, much to Nuriko's disappointment.
Miaka looked nervously at the two-by-two seating, eight-passengers per car, six-cars-per-train ride full of steep drops, shallow banks, and twists and turns, and then decided to pass.
Yui, ever the good friend, also opted to stay behind to keep Miaka company...or at least out of trouble.
So, in the end, the seating order went somewhat like this (from the front seats of the first car to the end of the first car...the other cars were full of people that we don't really care about...): Hotohori and Soi, Tomo and Nuriko, Suboshi and Amiboshi, and Tasuki and Tamahome.
The group buckled in tightly, the staff checking each of the straps to make sure that they were secure.
Chichiri stood by Miaka and Yui, waving merrily. "Have fun, no da!"
Hotohori grinned and waved back. Tasuki hit Tamahome with his tessen and Chichiri took it away.
"OI! Gimme back my tessen!" The red-haired bandit shouted as the ride began.
"It can wait until you're done, no da!" Chichiri called back.
The train slowly climbed up at a steep angle, the twins, Nuriko, and Tomo chatting in amiable anticipation.
At the top the the train stopped, giving those in the front car - those in the front seats in particular, a good look at the nearly sheer drop to come.
Hotohori gripped the handrail. Oh, Suzaku...Why am I am sitting here?!
There was a lurch as the brakes released, and the cars began to fall. There was a loud, feminine scream as they were slung into the first turn.
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Nakagi ran from the room, screaming, as he was chased by about three dozen Nyan-Nyans.
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Oh, no! So, who screams like a girl?
=D
Wouldn't YOU like to know!!
Darn, I guess that you'll have to read the next part to find out...tra la la...Me bad! ^.^
Part Three!
~*~
While in line for the N1NJ4, Soi, Tomo, Hotohori, and Nuriko duked it out for possession of the much-coveted front seats of the first car.
In the first match Hotohori won one of the front seats, and watched the other three go through five rounds until Soi won the second seat, much to Nuriko's disappointment.
Miaka looked nervously at the two-by-two seating, eight-passengers per car, six-cars-per-train ride full of steep drops, shallow banks, and twists and turns, and then decided to pass.
Yui, ever the good friend, also opted to stay behind to keep Miaka company...or at least out of trouble.
So, in the end, the seating order went somewhat like this (from the front seats of the first car to the end of the first car...the other cars were full of people that we don't really care about...): Hotohori and Soi, Tomo and Nuriko, Suboshi and Amiboshi, and Tasuki and Tamahome.
The group buckled in tightly, the staff checking each of the straps to make sure that they were secure.
Chichiri stood by Miaka and Yui, waving merrily. "Have fun, no da!"
Hotohori grinned and waved back. Tasuki hit Tamahome with his tessen and Chichiri took it away.
"OI! Gimme back my tessen!" The red-haired bandit shouted as the ride began.
"It can wait until you're done, no da!" Chichiri called back.
The train slowly climbed up at a steep angle, the twins, Nuriko, and Tomo chatting in amiable anticipation.
At the top the the train stopped, giving those in the front car - those in the front seats in particular, a good look at the nearly sheer drop to come.
Hotohori gripped the handrail. Oh, Suzaku...Why am I am sitting here?!
There was a lurch as the brakes released, and the cars began to fall. There was a loud, feminine scream as they were slung into the first turn.
*
Nakagi ran from the room, screaming, as he was chased by about three dozen Nyan-Nyans.
~*~
Oh, no! So, who screams like a girl?
=D
Wouldn't YOU like to know!!
Darn, I guess that you'll have to read the next part to find out...tra la la...Me bad! ^.^