hey, here's chapter 11! cheers!

Bash Slash lovers should find this chapter interesting. Cimmy really did a great job with it. Portman comes out to Cecilia and Luis…well, he doesn't really come out, he's sort of forced out…yeah, read the chapter. don't forget to review.

disclaimer: The Ducks, as well as Disney World and everything in it, belong to Disney. Fred and Cecilia are Cimmy's. Lex, Jeff, Matt, Anthony, Chris, Sammie, and Anna are NYgoldfish54's.

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Chapter 11: Tower of Anxiety
By Cimmy

Adam's POV

After strolling around among the classic rides, and tearing Ken away from the Country Bear Jamboree, we all agree that we should go on the MGM-rides. Some are reluctant to that idea, like Guy, Cecilia and Charlie. But I think Charlie is refusing because I said it would be 'a great idea'. He, he.

"I say we start with the Tower of Terror!" Connie decides for all of us. "It looks great!"

"If you keep this routine up, we'll all push you down from up there," Charlie hisses. Besides from his growling, everyone is happy. Even Guy, though we forced him to go on the Mad Tea Party.

We go over to stand in line again. Luckily, it doesn't take so long. Time flies by when you watch half of the team trying to convince the other half that they should go on the ride. I'm not scared of heights, so I stay out of it. If they don't want to go, why force them?

Charlie gives in first, mostly because he loves these sort of rides. Guy yells a "Yeah, alright already!" when Connie for the fifth time pulls his arm.

I look around to see if I can spot Lex and Fred somewhere, but I guess they went on to other adventures after this ride.

"I don't know about this," Russ mutters. "It's sort of dark."

"There's no scary animals inside," I sooth. "You'll be fine."

"It wasn't the animals!" he shrieks. "It was the damn puppets!"

Luis comes up to us. He still has Cee's arm in a firm grip. "It's almost our turn, we can't bail out now!"

"We're not even inside the building yet!" Guy howls at him. "Could we save the speech for when we're inside?"

"I can't go," Cecilia explains and pulls away from Luis. Instead she grabs my arm. "I just ate a cookie. I'll throw up."

"You'll toss up the cookie?" Portman snorts, but yet again Fulton is silencing him with a tired gaze. "Uh, never mind."

"The rest of us are going," Luis points out. "You rather be by yourself?"

"Yeah," she whimpers. "I don't feel so good."

We get inside, and it's a lot darker there. It is sort of creepy, but it's not for real, so it's not that bad. That's what I'm telling myself, anyway.

"This is so cool!" Julie squeaks and drags Jeff along towards the stairs. "Are you coming?"

I try to move to, but realize the Cecilia is holding my shirt. She's looking around worriedly. I try to pull free, but she won't let me go.

Charlie joins us. "Having trouble?" he says and smiles. "It's sort of creepy, isn't it?" Thank you, that was the last thing I needed to hear.

"Get her off me," I mutter.

"You brought her in here, you get her out," Charlie laughs. Then he turns to Cecilia. "Let go of Adam now. You can go back."

I join Ken instead, away from both Cecilia and Charlie. "This is cool!" he shouts. "Did you watch that program?"

"Yeah, we all did," I point out. He's talking about the Twilight Zone-episode they were showing right after we walked into the building.

"They could use this as a ghost-house!" Ken continues. "Like two birds with one…"

"I think they already have a ghost-house," I interrupt.

"Let's go there!" Ken cheers and hurries up to Connie. Yeah, they're much more suitable to hang out together.

The noise from the ride is almost deafening. The screaming people, the squealing of the elevator. I start to feel a bit anxious.

"Oh, I knew this was a bad idea," Guy winces. "I hate this."

"I thought you only had a problem with things that go round and round," I say, hearing Ken singing somewhere up front. "This goes straight down. And then up again. And down."

Guy looks at me. "I have problem with things that moves really fast. Cars, airplanes, Dumbo, elevators," he explains and bite his nails. "Especially elevators that are from hell!"

Connie comes and drags him along again, and I laugh when he mouths 'help me'. I just shrug. It will be over in less then five minutes anyway.

Fulton taps me on the shoulder. "Where's Portman?"

I bet he's terrorizing a certain person to go on the ride. "I think he's somewhere behind us. Don't worry, he'll show up."

Fulton rolls his eyes. "I'm not worried about that. I'm worried that he'll got us all thrown out of here."

"Wouldn't be the first time," I smile. Portman got us thrown out of McDonald's once, for 'unknown reasons' he claimed. I bet he made a move on one of the cashiers.

"So, what's the deal with Julie and Jeff?" Fulton asks. "Are they flirting?"

"Otherwise they're being way too friendly with each other," I grin. "Leave them alone, we could need some happy people around."

Fulton suddenly looks sad. I want to say something, but I have no idea what. His mood is probably not caused by the fact that he's out of gummy-bears.

"There you are!" Portman howls. He pushes past at least ten strangers to get to us and they all objects loudly. Especially since he has a long tail of friends following him. "Ah, can it, people. You'll be there soon anyway!"

"Don't tell an angry mob to 'can it'," Fulton suggests.

Portman has dragged Cee along too. Poor girl. She really doesn't want to go on this ride. Now she looks beyond worried. It's more like terrifying fear.

Charlie nods at me. "I thought you'd gone already," he says.

"Nah, Julie, Jeff and Connie cut in line."

"So, we can all go together, I guess," Charlie replies. Is he actually talking to me, or is he just ignoring in a very strange way?

"I guess," I answer.

The noise is really close now, with the screams and the dropping elevator. Every time there's a screeching sound from the ride, Cecilia twitches and mumbles something under her breath. I know she's not religious, but I somehow believe it's God she's talking to.

"If you don't want to go, there's a door right there," I point. She doesn't even look up.

"Leave her alone, she's going!" Portman shouts. "Everyone is going."

"Not if they don't want to," Charlie objects. "That's not fair."

"Fair my ass, no one on the team is a coward, right?" Portman goes on.

Fulton jumps into the conversation. "That's enough, it's got nothing to do with the team. There must be something you're scared of too, am I right?"

Is it just me, or is the silence that occurs really awkward? "I just meant…" Portman says after a while.

"I really don't want to," Cecilia mumbles. "I… Need to get out. I really need to… not be here right now."

I've never seen anyone that afraid before. The others must've seen it too. She turns around and runs to the door I pointed at earlier. She can't get it open at once, so she begins to panic.

"Go help her," Charlie orders Portman. "This is all your fault."

Both Luis and Portman go over to help her with the door.

"Uh, it's not called the Tower of Terror for nothing!" Russ points out. "Is that a puppet?"

I shake my head. "No, Russ, that's a small child."

"Looks like a puppet," he says quietly.

Somehow I forget about stupid Portman and his new victim. I've never been on this ride before, and I'm not standing in line for it again! No way.

"This is so cool!" I hear Ken yell from somewhere. At least he's not singing about the bus.

***

Portman's POV

Cecilia disappears so fast down the stairs that I don't have the chance to ask her if she's okay. Not like I care… Maybe a little. I'm just about to turn around and go back in line when Luis shows up.

"Go after her!"

"Me? What did I do?"

I decide to not argue about it. I guess I could go after her. Maybe tease her some more? Yeah, that seems fair.

Luis follows me down the stairs, and we can hear Cecilia's steps somewhere below us. "Tell her to wait up!" I mutter to Luis. "I hate to run in stairs."

"You tell her!" he growls back.

I see Cecilia throw herself at the door to get out. She's not able to get that door open either. That girl has like…no strength at all. I go up to her and put my hand on the door to push it open. She runs out into the sunshine and lean against the wall.

"Are you okay?" I ask. "You really shouldn't run like that, it's bad for your health."

She doesn't answer, so I decide to be nicer. "Maybe the Tower of Terror just isn't for you. We could go back to that elephant-dude instead."

Luis elbows me and it sort of hurts. "Shut up, you're making it worse," he exclaims and put his hand on Cecilia's shoulder. "How are you?"

Now I feel bad, because my intention wasn't to freak her out. Okay, maybe a little, but how was I to know that she was that afraid of heights?

Luis is much more of a caretaker then I am, so I leave the soothing and stuff to him. People who are that upset makes me uncomfortable.

There are a few workers beside the exit that comes walking towards us to see if Cecilia's okay. I sigh. All that fuss just because someone's afraid of heights?

I guess she's really shaken up, because she's still hyperventilating. And, she's actually shaking too.

I still don't get what Fulton meant with his stupid comment. Was it supposed to be sarcasm or irony or something? I can never keep sarcasm and irony apart. It wasn't called for anyway, I'm the bravest guy there is.

I guess we need to talk. That's the point he's trying to get me to see. Sometimes I need to be hit over the head with something heavy to see anyone's point.

I realize that I'm left all by myself. Where did the others go?

"Are you going to just stand there, or what?" Luis yells from somewhere.

"No, I'm trying to find out where you are. Where are you?"

So, I managed to drive Psycho into an anxiety attack. I almost feel bad. I would feel worse if she hadn't puked all over my shoes.

Now I have to tag along to the Mickey Mouse-hospital. Damn Goofy to force us to go there. She's fine now!

***

"They're just going to check your blood-pressure," I mutter.

"I don't like hospitals," Cecilia whines and rolls up her sleeve. "I'll scream if they drain blood."

"You always scream anyway," I point out. What am I doing here with Psycho and Nut-Case? It can't just be because I feel guilty for forcing her to go on that ride, can it?

"They won't find anything wrong with you, we'll be out of her before you know it!" Luis snaps his fingers. "You just wait."

"I AM waiting," Cecilia hisses. "What if they find anything?"

"Unless they're looking for cooties, they won't find a damn thing," I spit out. "You're not on drugs, are you?"

Cecilia gives me a hostile look. "No!"

"Any medication?" Luis tries to help out. He receives the same stare.

I decide to answer for her, just to be funny. "Birth-control pills count too. Did you take yours last night?"

Luis shakes his head violently, and Cecilia kicks my leg. "Shut up!"

"Well, did you?" I go on.

"I don't use that!"

"You're not pregnant, are you? Maybe that's why you were feeling ill earlier. And why you threw up, that was disgusting, by the way."

"I'm not pregnant!" she mutters.

"You sure?" I ask. "You're clearly not using your pills."

Luis slaps my arm. "Cut it out, Portman."

"I know, because..." Cecilia clears her throat. "I'm sort of... You know... No sex."

I snort out a laugh. "You're a virgin?"

"Yeah, so what if I'm a virgin?!" she bellows, and everyone outside of the room looks in through the glass-windows and stares at us.

"I just figured you and Fred..." I try to cover up.

"Well, that really didn't work out," she mumbles, and now I know she's uncomfortable. I should quit it before she starts to cry or throw things.

"Okay," Luis interrupts. "That's not really..."

"Did you try?" I can interrupt too! "I can't believe you've never done it. You're like the slut of the team!"

"Hey!" she shouts. "What do you know about it?"

I laugh. "Lots, baby, lots."

"Oh yeah, please tell us," Cecilia barks.

"No, don't," Luis whimpers.

I don't know what she's doing, really. "Uh, well..."

"Eh, what do you know?" she mutters and jumps down from the bed. "You're gay."

I feel how the world gets dizzy all of a sudden. "Uh..." I say, but I can't speak. The words are stuck in my throat. Luis looks at me with a bewildered expression in his eyes.

I decide to fix Cecilia first. I grab her shirt and hauls her off her feet. "How did you know that?" I ask her.

"I saw you two make out in the locker-room after practice," she explains and wipes my spit away from her face. "Could you put me down, please?"

I gasp for air and sit down on the bed. Now I need to check MY blood-pressure! Cecilia turns to Luis. "But don't say anything, it's supposed to be a secret."

"Sure," Luis agrees and puts his hand on my shoulder. "Sorry for the abrupt awakening. You shouldn't have questioned her use of protection."

I watch as they both leave the room. "I'm not gay!" I shout, and everyone outside turns to stare again. I look at the nurse in the doorway. "I'm not."

"Okay, sir."

I wait until Luis and Cecilia disappears around the corner. Then I moan loudly, and the nurse sneaks away. Well, they could at least send in a cute male nurse! I'm suffering here!