After lunch, Emma and Will saw a giant roller coaster, with many twists, and upside down turns. 'How about that?'Will pointed towards the ride. 'Whoah!'Emma exclaimed,'let's do it!' As they neared the entrance, it became clear that there was no one else waiting for the ride. 'That's unusual,'Emma said.'But lucky, less germs.'
'Right,'Will smiled. They showed their tickets to a beak-nosed, acne ridden boy of around twenty. Emma wiped the handlebar of the cart before sitting down next to Will. The ride began smoothly, as the cart climbed up to the top of a peak, where it dropped abruptly, they both gasped and tightened their grip on each other. The ride subsequently made many jolts and loops, most of which were a blur. Just as the ride slid down its final peak, something sticky covered them both. The ride slid to a halt, Emma breathing fast. Sue stood grinning at the end. 'Chums, that positively sparkling water feature was just added by one Sue Sylvester, it being a coincidence that you two are the first and will be the last the experience it.' Will gripped Emma's hand, he could tell she was panicking. 'That was a partial lie of course, I merely bribed Moses here with some fool's gold, to pour glitter and water over the couple with the most disgusting hair.'
'I'm Italian!'The hook-nosed boy whined. They both sidled off, bickering. 'Emma, oh god,'Will jumped out of his own seat, and picked her out of her's, wrapping his right arm around her waist, and his left around her legs. He led them to a toilet block, and locked them in the unisex cubicle. Cleaning the top toilet seat with an antibacterial wipe from her handbag, and placing tissue on it, he sat her down on it. They didn't speak for a while, as Will rubbed wet paper towels on her shoes, trousers, and arms. 'Sorry,'said Emma, her wide eyes brimming with tears. 'For what?'He said smiling, and rubbing her hand. 'Being a freak,'she said bash fully.
'I like freaks, I teach a high school glee club,' he laughed,'and I love one of them.' He poked her nose. She gave him a half-smile as he rinsed the ends of her hair. She removed her hat and coat, and was about to throw them in the trash when Will said,'No Em, that's what a washing machine is for.' She shrugged sheepishly, and folded the items before handing them to him. Will pushed them inside one of the spare, plastic carriers Emma always kept in her purse. 'I'll call Figgins, we're getting a cab home.' Will lead them out of the cubicle, and sat on a bench. Emma rested her head on Will's shoulder as he called Figgins, then the local cab firm. 'Thank you,'Emma said gripping Will's hand as they neared the gates of the theme park to reach their cab. 'I know Figgins will grill you for this.'
'Anything for you Emma,'Will smiled.'Now are you going to be ok? The cab will be small but we can sit together in the back. I al-'
'Will it's fine,'Emma stopped him.'You're fine,'she laughed as he placed an arm around her waist.'Of course, of course though we must stay professional , soon to be Mrs. Schuester.' She pecked him on the cheek, and he opened the cab door for her.