Finn and Sami eventually decided to hop on a bus to nearby Kissimmee. It wasn't quite as busy and hectic as Orlando, which would be good for Jack, but it was still touristy enough to keep Finn occupied for a while. Finn immediately commandeered the window seat on the bus, and he happily held Jack up so he could look outside the window with him. That left Sami to hold onto the backpack filled with baby supplies. Sami had the bright idea to bring a few necessary items with them in a smaller backpack instead of bringing the whole baby bag whilst Finn was applying the sunscreen to Jack. Finn had also found a sunhat in the bag, which was promptly placed on Jack's head. So far he'd only tried to remove the hat five times, which Finn assured Sami was actually below average for kids that age.

Sami had spent most of the short bus trip watching the pair, a small smile on his face as Jack pointed excitedly at everything and Finn indulged his youthful exuberance to the best of his ability. He had wondered if the trio would garner any looks from the other passengers, but they were ignored for the most part...Sami had no earthly clue what would happen if a fan had seen them out with a child…knowing Finn's fan base, the internet could very well explode. Only one person had said anything to them, a sweet little old lady who pleasantly remarked that Jack was such a well-behaved boy and lamenting that her own grandson was a wild little rapscallion.

"So did you two dears adopt this little guy?" She had asked Sami, because Finn was preoccupied with trying to stop Jack from licking the window.

"Oh, no, he's not ours…" Sami tried to keep the stammer out of his voice at the misconception, "We're just looking after the scamp for a friend."

"Not even yours and still so well-behaved…I'm rather jealous."

"Yeah, he's a good…" Sami blinked at the sudden giggle from beside him. He turned around to see Finn had covered his face with one of his hands, whilst Jack was waving a balled up fist in the air, "…kid…tell me he didn't just punch you, Finn."

"No!" Finn's laugh was muffled from behind his hand, "He's got ma nose!"

"Are you for real?" Sami snorted, looking over at the triumphant Jack, "Did you really take Finn's nose, Jack?"

Sami almost didn't hear Jack's reply over all of his laughter, "'es!"

"Well, could you give it back?" Sami asked as seriously as one could when faced with a child holding an imaginary nose hostage, "Finn kinda needs it? I like his face better with the nose."

To Sami's absolute amazement, Jack actually appeared to think about it for a second. He watched on as Jack's eyebrows furrowed together, glancing between his tiny fist and Finn's hand-covered face.

Sami decided to break out the heavy artillery to deal with this crisis situation as quickly as possible, "Please?"

Jack let out a tiny baby sigh, before tapping his fist against the back of Finn's hand. Finn immediately uncovered his face, letting out a very exaggerated gasp of surprise.

"Sami, I got my nose back!" Finn cheered, turning back to give Jack a hug, "Yaaay!"

The little old lady chuckled to herself, addressing Sami one more time, "...you're sure he's not yours?"

"I am not admitting responsibility to either of these people," Sami replied as seriously as he could. The impact was lessened somewhat by the dopey grin on his face.


"So, do we have a particular destination here, or are we just gonna wander aimlessly for a while?" Finn asked Sami as they got off the bus. Jack had happily remained in Finn's arms coming off the bus, little arms wrapped tightly around Finn's neck and shoulders.

"Actually, there's a place just down the road here…" Sami began walking off towards the direction he was indicating, "Called the Old Town. A bit of an homage to the America of yesteryear. Kinda touristy, but it's a nice place to walk along and soak up the atmosphere, maybe spot some squirrels...they're pretty rampant around this place, usually. Some shops, couple of restaurants, a great ice-cream shoppe as per your request…there's a sushi place, but I don't think that's a good place to take a two year old to. Oh, and there's a place that sells like over 100 different flavours of popcorn"

"Sounds neat!" Finn agreed, "Doesn't it sound neat, Jack?"

"'ay!" Jack exclaimed from his Finn-shaped perch.

"Well, motion carried," Sami grinned at the duo, "Let's go!"


Finn couldn't help but gape at the rustic, old-school charm of what would otherwise be just another shopping mall in the middle of Florida. Sami was right, the aesthetic of the Old Town lived up to it's moniker. Although the massive Skycoaster just outside the complex nearly took away from the visual.

"That thing is gigantic!" Finn was in awe at how far up the Skycoaster seemed to go.

"Biggest Skycoaster in the world, apparently," Sami shrugged, subtly nodding his head in Jack's direction, "Not for us today, though."

"We gotta drag the gang here at some point," Finn grinned, looking around the variety of rides on offer, "I bet I'd own it at the Go-Karts."

Sami tried not to let the sheer fear of letting Finn loose on a Kart show on his face, "C'mon, let's go for a wander before we stop for lunch."

The stores on offer were unsurprising. There were an array of jewellery stores, tourist shops filled with Disney merchandise, although Finn found himself rather fond of the 50's inspired General Store. He grinned at the array of stuffed toys on display, happily picking them up to show to Jack. Jack seemed rather taken by a small green dinosaur plush toy, and Finn couldn't help but melt at the pleading expression on Jack's face. Sami could only shake his head in amusement as Jack led Finn towards the cashier.

"You gave in far too easily," Sami chided Finn as they walked out of the store.

"Oh, hush, he clearly loves it," Finn smiled as Jack happily clutched the toy to his chest, "It's not like I bought him one of those antique display cars, Sami."

The trio continued to wander along, the noises of the nearby arcade causing Jack to whimper slightly. Sami made a mental note to invite Enzo back here at some point…hopefully he'd upped his Skee-Ball game since the last time they played. Finn was happy just to window-shop, pointing out silly things on display to Jack. At one point Finn stopped in his tracks entirely to admire a caricature artist at work. Finn wasn't the only one intrigued by the artist, as Jack seemed transfixed by the picture being brought to life in front of his eyes.

"That's really good," Finn murmured, enjoying seeing a fellow artist at work, "Wow, I'd love to see him draw you, Sami. You've got the perfect face for caricature work."

"I…am not entirely sure if that was flattering or not," Sami furrowed his brows together in thought, "Maybe next time? I don't think we can rely on Jack being patient enough to witness the whole event."

"Yeah…" Finn agreed, "Oh! You know who'd make for an even better caricature? Enzo!"

"Okay, yes, that would be amazing," Sami chuckled as they began walking along again, "So, you about ready to eat or…"

"Wait, is that store selling British stuff?!" Sami suddenly found himself with an armful of child as Finn rushed over towards the store, "'British Isle Connection?!' SAMI! They have real, propertea-bags in there! …and…oh, is that actual Irish beer!? They import stuff from the UK? Why didn't you tell me this place existed?!"

"I'd actually forgotten about it," Sami admitted, hastily trying to adjust his grip on Jack before the toddler could object, "…I take it you're going in?"

"Sami, there's a very high chance I might never come back out of there."

Sami sighed in resignation, "Right. Okay, Jack, and I will head over to the A&W to order lunch…you can meet us there?"

"You're the best!" Finn planted a hasty kiss on Sami's cheek before disappearing into the store.

"…and we never saw Finn Bálor ever again," Sami chuckled, "C'mon then Jack, let's go eat."


Contrary to Sami's belief, Finn did manage to emerge from British Isle Connection…carrying approximately half the store in an array of bags in his hands. Finn didn't even seem the least bit apologetic, even under Sami's withering stare.

"So, this place apparently has one of the best burgers on offer? Like, it won some kind of award for being one of the burgers all tourists have to try?" Finn continued to blank Sami's glare, perusing the menu as an excuse to hide from the sheer intensity of it, "…ooh, think I should be a total tourist and order a root beer float?"

"We've still the ice cream place to go to after, Finn," Sami shook his head, "I know it's a day out and all, but we should have some semblance of moderation?"

"Jack, boo this man," Finn rolled his eyes, "Oh; can you eat the stuff in here? Like, obviously you're not having a bacon cheeseburger…"

"Well, I'll ask before ordering…worse comes to worst I can have onion rings or the chilli cheese fries. I just thought it'd be easier eating here rather than going to one of the full-service places…you know, for Jack's sake."

"Good idea," Finn grinned over at Jack, who was happily sitting on Sami's lap making his dinosaur toy eat his sun-hat, "So kiddo…what d'ya fancy? Burger? Hot Dog?"

"'icken?" Jack asked.

"Hey, yeah, they have chicken tenders on the kids menu," Sami noted, "That sound good, Jack?"

Jack looked up at Sami and quickly nodded, a bright smile on both of their faces. Finn smiled to himself from behind his menu, happy to see Sami had managed to relax a bit and enjoy himself. For all of his worries from earlier, he sure adapted into the role of caretaker extremely quickly. Finn couldn't find himself to be surprised at that…Sami has a big heart and a lot of love to give; of course he'd be great with kids. Just needed that little bit of self-confidence, I guess.

"What are you grinning at, Finn?"

Finn couldn't quite hide his smile completely as he put the menu down on the table, "Oh, nothing…just having a really good day, is all."

He'll be a great dad one day…

"Well, have you made up your mind on what you want to eat?" Sami quirked an eyebrow at Finn's vague answer, but chose not to pursue it any further, "Jack's hungry."

"'ungy, 'inn!" Jack chipped in, waving his new dinosaur toy in the air for emphasis.

Finn nodded, "Okay, so chicken for Jack and Dino, and cheese curds for the Canadian."

Sami pursed his lips together, a slightly offended look on his face, "That's some rampant stereotyping there, Finn."

"That also wasn't a 'no,' Sami."

"No, indeed it was not," Sami nonchalantly agreed, "Could I get that with an order of fries and a selection of dips, thank you kindly. Oh, and don't get a soda for Jack…I'm fairly certain Jenny would kill me for giving him sugary carbonation. Hang on, we packed bibs didn't we…uh, right, and wipes might be useful later…"

I take it back; Finn chuckled to himself as he headed towards the queue to order up, Sami'll make a great mother one day…


"That is the unholiest abomination of a burger I think I've ever seen."

Finn grinned wickedly as Sami scrutinised his choice of meal; the legendary A&W Papa Burger with an order of Onion Rings. It was quite the sight to behold; two massive meat patties, cheese, the mysterious special sauce, slabs of tomato and a whole lot of lettuce. Sami eventually managed to tear his gaze away from the humongous burger to start helping Jack eat his lunch, tearing the chicken tenders into small, bite-sized pieces.

"This wouldn't have happened if you let me get that root beer float," Finn picked up the burger, frowning slightly as he examined it closely, "Uh…now how on earth do you actually eat this thing?"

"I'm sure you and your big mouth can manage somehow," Sami chuckled.

"Well, Sami, if anyone knows what my big mouth can handle…" Finn wiggled his eyebrows at Sami suggestively, before remembering slightly too late that there was a small child within listening distance.

"Finn! Baby ears!" Sami quickly covered Jack's ears, eliciting a surprised gasp from the toddler, "You can't say suggestive stuff like that…"

"Oops…" Finn grinned sheepishly as Sami removed his hands from Jack's ears, "Oh, you two look just like that dad and his kid from that picture! I'm gonna hafta meet them if I see them in the crowd one of these days…oh, maybe we could even recreate that photo!"

"Of course that's what you'd focus on…I should take away your camera," Sami sighed, before turning his attention back to Jack, "You wanna try eating this yourself or..."

Sami didn't get the chance to finish the question, as Jack eagerly picked up as much of the torn-up chicken as he could fit in his tiny hands and began to eat up with mucho gusto.

"Easy, kiddo, slow it down," Sami warned gently, "No rush, don't want you choking or anything."

Jack merely flashed Sami a look of pure innocence that would probably have melted the average human heart. Unfortunately for Jack, Sami was well used to that kind of look being used on him by a certain man-child sitting across from them at that very moment. He couldn't claim to be completely immune, but the resistance was certainly being built up. Jack seemed to realise that Sami wasn't about to budge on the issue, and started to eat at a more sedate pace.

Sami sighed in relief, turning back to address Finn, "So, was there any place you wanted to go back to…FINN are thosemyfries?"

Finn screwed up his face, realising his conquest for free fries had been compromised, "What? Don't you know fries always taste better when you steal them from someone else?"

"I am fairly certain that is a logical fallacy…" Sami sighed, looking down at his depleted portion of fries…only to see a tiny hand reaching into the box, "JACK!"

Jack's eyes widened in the most comical manner Finn had ever seen in response to being caught out, the tiny hand quickly retreating back to the chicken tenders. Finn knew he would only get in even more trouble if he started laughing, so he quickly took a sip of his soda to try and hide his amusement.

"See what you've done, Finn…can't be teaching kids bad habits like that," Sami shook his head in disappointment, moving the box of fries away from Jack's reach and pointedly ignoring the tiny 'aww' that emanated from the child on his lap, "Jack, you have your own fries over there, see? Remember, if you want something you ask for it, okay?"

"…'kay."

"I was talking to Jack, Finn."

"Oh."