"Faster Raivis! Faster, faster, faster!" Peter yelled. "Raivis, go faster!"
Said Latvian tried to make the object they were sitting in go faster along with the young boy. It was one of those rides that spun you around and made you dizzy, but you controlled how fast you went. Right now, Raivis was helping Peter go so fast that they couldn't see the adults who squeezed into another object, including Feliks.
"Oh, my!" Tino yelled, "The world's a blur!"
"We're going really fast Toris!" Eduard chimed like a kid, "Really fast!"
"Wheeee!" Toris squealed, making the other adults laugh even harder for the umpteenth time that day.
Feliks grabbed the thing in the center, "Can we, like, go any faster?" he asked, "I wanna go faster!"
"Berwald, make us spin!" Tino called.
Berwald was the one who started the adults at their speed anyway, he grabbed the middle turn piece, making them go somewhat faster. Eduard had to close his eyes, because the world was spinning, literally.
That was when the ride came to an abrupt stop.
Peter got out drunkenly, stumbling around before grabbing the side for support. Raivis came out next, tripping over nothing, and helping Peter to the exit behind the adults.
Berwald was probably the only one who stumbled a little bit, everyone else, to him, looked drunk.
"Oh, that was, ah!" Tino fell backwards, Berwald catching him with one arm, "Oh, I don't think I can stand..."
Toris shook his head violently, dizziness gone. Feliks, however, was clinging to him, "Wow, like, everyone's, like, going up."
"That's it." Toris rested a hand behind Feliks' legs, scooping him up into a bridal carry.
"Whoa! Like, Omigosh, Toris, what are you doing?" Feliks asked, "Like, I can totes walk on my on."
"No you can't."
"Like, can to."
"Can't."
"Can."
"Can't."
"Can!"
"Your argument is invalid!" Eduard cawed, "Let's go the roller coasters now!"
Peter and Raivis immediately became un-dizzy, "What?" They both said at the same time.
Berwald's smirk arrived, "Ya dun r'de 'n the coast'r..." he held Tino as the Fin tried to stand up, "...ya g'tta do ch'res."
Raivis eeped, grabbing Peter's hand.
"Not now, Dad." Peter said, "Let's go ride something smaller."
"Like, I'm not riding." Feliks said, "I'll like, wait for you."
"Of course." Toris muttered.
"Well, like, I think I'm good with my feet not going over my head." Feliks wrapped his arms around Toris' neck, "Do you?"
"Of course." Toris smiled, "I'm gonna be a man."
"Finally, he grew a pair!" Eduard's deep voice returned for the third time that day.
"Am I'm the Green Giant." Toris replied, tone deep.
"Oh, really?" Raivis's voice hit puberty, "Well have I got news for you, it's time for~"
"Tea!" Eduard squeaked.
"I, like, love how epic you are." Feliks giggled, "I, like, really want you to take me home tonight."
Toris' face turned red.
"'n ya thought I'd b' g'ttin' s'me acti'n t'night." Berwald whispered to the Lithuanian.
"Su-San." Tino stiff lipped.
That was when the Swede smiled down at his boyfriend.
"Let's go! To the epicness of epic!" Peter dragged Raivis away, quickly followed by the adults.
The newest ride that they came to was wooden, so it wouldn't go upside down. The thing about it was, it was loud. And the track went around, and literally came up next to where the line was, flying by and giving a cool breeze to the people standing in line.
"Awesome!" Peter yelled after the fifth train went by, "Isn't this gonna be fun Raivis?"
"Uh..." Raivis could now see where the ride took it's adrenaline start, it was carried up a large hill, dropped almost straight down, and then went up again, making the coaster look terrifying at first.
Then the rest of the track was hidden, aside form the part that ran next to the line and where the trains pulled in.
"Well, it may live up to its name." Tino commented, "Look at it. Berwald, are you sure you're gonna be OK in a car?"
"'f course." Berwald replied, "Ya g'tta r'de t' No 'xepti'ns."
"Aw." Tino looked at his feet, shaking a little. "I see."
"Like, Toris, I'm gonna, like wait for you, at, like, the exit? Cool?" Feliks hugged the Lithuanian by the arm.
"Sure." Toris replied, thankful that Feliks wasn't going to hang off of him for the ride.
Eduard smiled and stepped up next to him, "Looks like I'm still your ride buddy."
Toris smiled at the Estonian, "Yeah."
"Oh, like, by the way." Feliks said, "I haven't, like, seen that stalker freak around lately. I think he's, like, gone."
Toris nodded at what he had noticed ever since Feliks came around.
Said Polish man kissed Toris on the cheek, "You're like, so quiet today."
"Hm."
"Hm?"
Feliks leaned in and whispered something, backing away with a red faced Lithuanian and a smile upon his own face.
"What did he say?" Eduard asked.
"I'll tell you later." Toris' eyes were half closed, a devious smirk on his face as he stared at Feliks.
"Oh, I see..."
"Hey, Berwald." Tino and the others stepped forward as the line continued to on to the ride, "My feet are killing me..."
That was when the ground and Tino's feet separated, Berwald holding his boyfriend in his hands like he would Hana-Tamago. The Fin relaxed a little bit, and then blushed, seeing other people stare at them. "T-thanks..."
"'ll f'r m' w'fe." Berwald held Tino a little closer.
"What have we established about calling me your wife?" Tino hissed.
Berwald just smiled.
"Oh!" Peter pointed up, "Lookie!"
Raivis did as told, looking up and seeing the train go down, hearing the screams of the people on board.
"Looks like a... scary fall." Raivis muttered.
"Don't worry! I'll ride with you and we can hold hands." Peter leaned in and whispered, "Plus, I'm gonna do the same on the big Viking coaster."
Raivis nodded, biting his lip. Right about now, laundry seemed like a better thing to do, why couldn't Raivis and Peter switch chores for a day? That would be much better, yes; Raivis could fold clothes and clean Peter's room while Peter vacuumed a huge house.
After a few more minutes of waiting, the group – minus Feliks, who made a big show jumping across the seat to the exit – settled into the cars, buckled in and waited for the lap bar to come down.
"All right." Peter muttered, "Gonna go fast!"
Really? Raivis thought, I thought we were gonna get wet again.
His hand found Peter's unconsciously, and whenever the operators came to make sure that they were inside the ride as well as could be, they "Aww"ed in their heads.
Aside from a couple old ones, who just wanted to get the day over with and go home.
Tino was completely hidden from the people in line by Berwald; he snuggled against him – anxiety rising in his gut about this ride. Sure, he took a drop earlier, but that was a water ride. And he had gone really fast – that was the Dizzy Disk thing. Going really fast and falling didn't sound all too pleasant.
But that was what was offered at an amusement park.
"'s 'k, T'no." Berwald muttered after the operators made sure they were safe, "'s j'st a r'de. Not g'nna kill ya."
"Hm." Tino replied.
"Alright, keep your hands and feet inside the cars at all times!" the operator at the microphone said cheerfully.
"Toris, we're gonna fly!" Peter said to the Lithuanian in front of him.
Toris turned his head back, going to nod, but the train jerked forward, causing him to face the front. When they were moving, he turned his head back, "Are you gonna raise your arms during the drop, Raivis?"
The Latvian shrugged, "Maybe not." He pressed his feet against the front of the car, holding the lap bar with his hands against his stomach.
"I am! Woo Hoo!" Peter called seeing people below as they made a turn to go down to the rising of the first drop.
It's just a ride. Raivis thought, hearing the chain pull the train up, sounding like a gun going off and chains rattling at the same time. Just a ride. No one's died on it before. If anyone did die on it they would have closed the ride down or not have built it at all. Besides, it's just one huge drop and then a few more, the rest of the ride's gonna be calm and fast and –
"Here we go!" Peter said, the front of the train peeking over the top, "Ready Raivis?"
"Do I have a choice?"
"No."
"Then I guess I'm ready to – PETER SAVE ME I'M FALLING!"
"WHEEEEE!"
"Haha, look at you Raivis!" Peter pointed to the picture of the two falling at the exit of the ride, "You look like you're turning into Pac-Man."
Toris held his nose, "Wakawakawakawakawaka."
Feliks clung onto him laughing, looking at the picture of Toris and Eduard, the Lithuanian holding his arms up and the Estonian clutching onto the lap bar.
Tino tugged at Berwald's sleeve, "You held your arms up." He pointed at their picture.
Peter looked as well, seeing Berwald with his arms up and Tino looking down, as if a spider had attacked his toe.
"W'll then." Berwald pulled his group along, "B'throom break, th'n we're g'nna go r'de the Vikin' Coast'r."
Peter stopped his smiling, now? Of all times for the rest of the day, now?
Raivis was thinking the same thing, as the group entered the bathroom, pushing past other males as they did.
"Hey," a guy poked at Feliks, "No chicks in the men's room."
Toris growled at the man, pulling Feliks away.
Raivis went to the stalls, going to shut himself inside one and hug himself before going back out. He didn't want to ride that coaster yet, maybe ride the wooden one they just rode again to get him ready.
No, ride that one over and over and over again until Raivis wasn't scared whenever they came to the first drop.
"Raivis?"
Said Latvian looked down, seeing Peter's face from the separation of the stall to the floor, "Are you OK?"
"We're gonna wait for you outside, boys!" Tino called.
"Peter." Raivis whispered, pulling him into the stall, "I'm not ready."
"I am." Peter covered his fear with bravery, "I'm gonna go, and you are to."
"But," Raivis said, "I'm not ready... I'm scared... I mean... how about we go out there and ask your dad if you can do my chores and I can do your chores?"
"But I don't wanna vacuum." Peter half whined.
Raivis sighed, That's why I adore you so much...
"Raivis?"
"Hm?"
"What is it called whenever someone looks cute?"
"Uh... a, crush?"
"Yeah."
The boys were quiet a second, before leaving the stall.
Outside, the adults were next to a tree, talking away.
Peter looked at Raivis, grabbing his hand and saying, "Don't worry. It's a ride; we'll go on it and face it together. I'll be there."
Raivis smiled at the younger boy, "Thank you." He squeezed the hand.
"Raivis?"
"Hm?"
Peter was quiet for a second, seeing the adults weren't looking at them. He turned back to Raivis, tugging him to the other side of the building that contained the bathrooms.
"Peter, what are –"
"Shh," Peter said, "Raivis?"
"What is it Peter?" The Latvian asked, a little annoyed.
"W-well..." the Sealander gave a huge sigh, before putting his back to the wall and pulling Raivis in front of him, as if the older boy was pinning him to the wall.
"Peter –" Raivis tried to pull away.
"No, don't!" Peter pulled him back, "Raivis, stand still!"
"What are you doing? They're waiting on us!" Raivis hissed.
"Not yet." Peter sighed, holding Raivis's hands, "I just wanna do this... incase."
"Incase what, Peter?"
There was no answer.
Peter pulled the older boy closer, the height difference was by a head, but that didn't matter.
The Sealandic boy pulled the Latvian's face down to his.
"Don't kill me, please." Peter said, and pressed his lips to Raivis's.
"Hmmf!" Raivis muffled.
He... he... he... he... he's... kissing me... this is wrong; we're too young, too young, too young!
That was when Raivis took dominance, making Peter open his mouth so he could stick his tongue inside, like how he read in romance novels.
Making out... beside a bathroom... such a romantic place... Raivis thought sarcastically, his dominance being challenged by Peter.
The adults waited patiently, all looking at the exit to the restroom every once in a while.
"Ugh, what's taking them?" Feliks asked, "I'm gonna go check up on them."
"Raivis doesn't like public restrooms." Toris said, "So he's most likely going to take his time."
"Maybe Peter's waiting on him." Tino said, mainly to himself, feeding the thought that the boys were taken away.
"Ugh, still." Feliks went back to the building.
Peter was now being pushed against the wall, an over excited Raivis doing so.
Peter loves me, he loves me back, he loves me back...
He's fine with it, he's kissing me, he's fine with it...
The kiss became sloppy; both boys started pushing the other's tongue, lips separating every so often.
I love him...
"Boys?"
Raivis and Peter pulled away quickly, the other's breath in their mouths and that feeling of the kiss lingering as they looked at Feliks as if they were caught with their hands in a cookie jar.
Feliks was gaping at them.
"F-Feliks, I –" Raivis started.
"Oh!" Feliks grabbed his hands together, "So cute! Peter and Raivis, how else could it work out?"
Peter was red faced, looking at the ground. His dad wouldn't mind, he knew – because Berwald was a supporter of this kind of stuff – but what he was scared of was that Berwald would pull him aside and say things like, "Y'r to young." Or, "R'v's isn't wh' ya sh'ld be kissin'."
Raivis was scared that Toris and Eduard were going to kill him, making out with a boy that was the youngest in the group.
Feliks was gonna tell.
They knew it.
He giggled, "I'll just say you two started to chase a frog."
"Huh?" both boys looked at him.
"You heard me, you saw a frog and you decided to chase it." Feliks smiled, "Although I hate frogs..."
Raivis and Peter smiled at each other. It was a secret that Feliks was gonna keep until the boys decided it was time to speak out.
Led back by the Polish man, the story of the frog was believed; Berwald had his hands firmly on both boys' shoulders.
"S'..." he said, smirk on his face, "...d' ya still w'nna keep th' ch'llenge? Or ch'res?"
"Challenge." Both boys said, no fear at all and bravery in its place.
**GAH I FEEL LIKE I MADE RAIVIS A PEDO! I mean, how old is Peter in this story – hmm, 12? And how old is Raivis? 15. So, even though it's a three year difference, I still feel that I made Raivis a pedophile even though Peter wanted to make out. Someone give me a hammer, plz? I mean, yeah, this story's starting to go kinda down hill... but come back for fifths! The next chapter is gonna be fluffy and stuff! (Hopefully...: ( ) **