Meaning: enjoyment, fun, lightness
"If you eat one more stick of cotton candy you're going to be sick."
The carnival had come back into town and Zatanna couldn't wait to go. And being a sucker for his best friend's happiness, he took her.
So far they had ridden on three rides, had two bathroom breaks, and Zatanna has officially eaten five sticks of cotton candy with puking. A new record for the magician who could never enjoy the festivities without stuffing her face with the fluffy treat.
"What's the point of eating at a carnival if you don't get sick?"
"I'd rather not go back home with a stomach ache."
"That just proves that you don't know how to enjoy yourself," Zatanna said. She pulled the last piece of candy off of the stick and plopped it into her mouth then tossed the stick over her shoulder into the nearest garbage bin. "Rollercoaster next?"
"As long as you don't throw up cotton candy on me." He tossed a wary glance back at the rollercoaster.
"No promises."
She managed not to throw up on him, but the people in front of them on the ride weren't so lucky. He acted as Zatanna's crutch as he helped her walk off of the carnival's grounds.
"Is being sick still worth it?" he asked. Her arm was looped around his shoulders as he helped her walk towards his car.
"I guess you're stuck taking care of me again," she wheezed.
"You're fine. Believe it or not I enjoy taking care of you."
"Really?"
"Yeah. It gets me out of monitoring duty," he joked. She punched him in his side. "Ouch. For a sick person you punch pretty hard."
"And don't you forget it."