Chapter 9

It was getting dark and we did everything, except go on the ferris wheel. "Hey Bartie." I said, tugging on his sleeve. "Want to go on the ferris wheel?"

Bartie seemed to stiffen up and his face went red. "Uhh… you okay?" I asked.

"F-fine… it's just… no, but…" He stuttered.

I gave him a slap across the arm. "What's your problem?" I spat.

"No problem!" He replied. "It's just that…"

"What?"

"… Never mind."

"Okay." I sighed. "So ferris wheel?"

"Okay." He struggled to say.

I grabbed his arm and dragged him all the way to the gigantic wheel. "There's not much of a line." I said excitedly. "Come on!"

"Great." Bartie said almost sarcastically. I stopped and turned to face him.

"You know Bartie, you've been acting strange since I picked you up from your house." I shouted, putting my hands on my hips and pursing my lips. "Why?"

"I don't mean to be…" He said quietly.

"Well, please go on the ferris wheel with me?" I pulled my ever-so-cute puppy dog face. "Please?"

Bartie sighed. "Okay." He gave in. No one could resist my puppy dog eyes. I gave a little cheer, grabbed his arm one again and dragged him towards the ferris wheel. The man showed us to our seats and placed the bar in front of us. I made sure my puppy dog was safe and sound and the ride started. I rested my arms on the bar and gave a sigh. I could feel Bartie fidget next to me and it irritated me. I turned my head and gave him a glare.

"Enjoy the view." I said and pointed to the carnival below us.

"I-I'm sorry." He muttered. "It's just that…"

He was cut off by a loud bang. We turned our heads towards the sky and bright colourful fireworks were being presented. A green one exploded then a yellow one then a red one. "Wow." I breathed. "So beautiful."

"Yeah." Bartie agreed.

We turned to each other and something inside me clicked. It made me lean in closer to him and I could see he was doing the same. Our lips were inches apart from each other when I heard an ear-piercing scream. I turned suddenly away from Bartie and looked down at the carnival.

Mr. Wink and Mr. Fibb were sitting on a chair resembling a stall with legs like spiders. "We have to get off!" I squealed and attempted to wiggle out of my chair.

"We can't!" Bartie grabbed my arm. "We have to wait for the ride to finish."

As soon as the man released the bar our cart reached the bottom I grabbed my toy and started running towards the villains. "Virginia wait!" Bartie called out.

Then all of a sudden the ground became shaky and I fell over. Bartie helped me up and there was captain stickybeard and his ship sailing through the carnival, his crew grabbing whatever candy they could. KND operatives were fighting Mr. Wink and Mr. Fibb but kept getting thrown back. "Virginia, Bartie!" I heard someone yell.

I looked around and there were my team mates running towards us. "I knew it!" Fanny screeched. "My dad wasn't just hanging around after all!"

"The Kids Next Door don't seem to be doing very well." Patton stated after four more operatives fell into stalls.

"Well I guess there's only one thing to do." Said Hoagie, curling his hands into fists.

Rachel nodded. "Teens Next Door… BATTLESTATIONS!"

I chucked the toy on the floor, grabbed out the SPLANKER and, along with my team mates, charged towards the villains.