Title: Take Him Just Because You Can
Words: 2631
Pairings: Laurel/Oliver, Thea/Sara brotp
Genre: Romance
Status: Done

Summary: Laurel and Oliver get dragged to the state fair by Thea and Sara who leave Laurel and Oliver alone to roam.

"Hey," Sara said as she came into Laurel's bedroom.

Laurel rolled over and looked at the alarm and then looked back to Sara. "You've awoken me at seven and it's saturday. You better have a good reason for this," She said as she snuggled back into her pillow.

"Thea wants to go to the state fair." Sara told her.

Laurel groaned. Didn't Thea know that the State Fair was at least an hour away, "Right, and the problem is?" She asked as it became clear that Sara had no intention of leaving her room.

"A, I don't have a car. B, she wants you to come too. She said it wouldn't be as fun if she didn't have her lioness," Sara smiled to her.

Laurel smiled a little. Dammit, Thea knew exactly what she was doing and she was incapable of stopping it. "Give me ten minutes," Laurel said as she rolled over and put her feet on the carpet and stretched her back.

Laurel took her phone out and looked at the weather. It looked like a fantastic day. There was no chance it was gonna be cloudy or gloomy, of course in California it never was in the summer. She rifled through her drawers and found some shorts and a tank top. She put a few essentials into a backpack and turned back and opened the door. "Hope everyone's ready." She said as she pulled the door closed and she looked to her living room.

There was Sara and Thea. And Oliver. "Hey," He said as he waved at her a little.

"I thought this was supposed to be a girl trip to the fair," She looked over at Thea and Sara.

Thea looked up at her with bright eyes and smiled, "Come on lioness, it'll be fun, I promise." She begged.

Laurel didn't look so sure but she looked over Thea's pleading eyes again and she gave in. "You driving?" She asked.

"Sure," He said. She tossed him the keys and they moved out. "Laurel gets shot gun," He said before anyone could say anything.

Thea and Sara looked between them. "Why? That's not fair." They both whined.

"Because it's her car. And you guys didn't tell her that we were all going." Oliver said as he ran down the stairs and Laurel and their sisters ran behind them.

Getting to the fair was easy enough. Oliver drove and Laurel put her feet on the dashboard, which he thought was adorable and curled up in a ball to sleep another hour. Thea and Sara talked excitedly about the bands they wanted to see and the food they wanted to eat. Seemed like they had this figured out already.

Laurel woke up intermittently and smiled at him and talked to him a little. He even held her hand for a few moments and it felt nice to be together and drama free for a little while. They didn't have to be Canary and Arrow. They could be Oliver and Laurel, together forever.

Laurel sat up right when they had about a ten minute stretch to drive through to get to the fair. She stretched her arms and he smiled at the window as he saw this through his periphery. "Anything exciting?" She asked him.

"Nope," He said as he looked to her for a minute and she put her hand over his and looked at him with those sleepy eyes and he knew she had no idea how ridiculously attractive all of that was.

Sara and Thea got anxious though. "Are we there yet?" They asked.

"Almost," He soothed as he saw the sign for parking and the giddy schoolchildren they had in the back got more excited.

It took five minutes to park and they just couldn't keep quiet and the second they were stopped, Thea and Sara bolted out of the car and raced toward the gate. "They're excited," Laurel mused.

"Excited came and went twenty miles ago," He told her as he smiled. "Ready?"

She nodded as they went up liesurely and looked for Sara and Thea. They were gone. "Funny how they invited us and then they left us."

"Just means that we'll have to stick together," He told her. "I hear they have fried oreos here."

She nodded. The thought that someone tried to fry an oreo was an interesting idea, and she wasn't sure how she felt about it, but they were here and they should enjoy it.

It took a few minutes to get into it, but there were booths with people who were selling things and food and good music and after a few minutes she relaxed enough to smile and look at him. "You never told me why you came," She told him.

"They asked me. Truthfully, I was a little skeptical at first too." He told her as he looked into her eyes.

"Well, we haven't tried fried oreos, yet," She blushed as he pushed a hair behind ear and walked till her nose found the fried oreos which smelled exactly like she thought they would, marshmallow filling and fried sugar dough.

He went after her and took her hand in his and she smiled to the linked hands as they stood in line. "So what do you want to do today?" She asked him.

He shrugged. "I thought I'd watch you guys have fun, but now it's just you. So I don't really know what there is to do." He admitted.

"Oliver Queen, control freak extraordinaire didn't come prepared?" She asked in a shocked voice as her eyebrows raised into her hair and she genuinely smiled from side to side.

He shook his head and looked down at the ground and then back up to her. "Stop that," She didn't. "Seriously, I didn't come into this any more prepared than you. Now let's get your cookie on a stick," He said as she looked to the counter. The last people in front of them moved away and he took out his wallet and paid for two fried oreos.

She blushed. "You didnt' have to do that."

"Just stop looking at me with that maniacal smile and we'll call it even," He told her.

She smiled to him again and the woman at the counter smiled at them. "How long have you been together?" She asked.

It took them both by surprise. They weren't together. Well, they kind of were. But they weren't together together. "We're not..." They both started and tripped over their words and the woman just laughed at them.

"Honeys, I've seen a lot of couples interact in my line. You two have what it takes," She said with a happy smile and gave them their fried oreos on a stick, "enjoy your food and the fair," She said to them, giving a suggestive wink and then looked past them.

Laurel took a bite and smiled, "Oh, god, this is delicious." She gasped.

The delight on her face was precious. She experienced something truly new to her. She never thought about frying her junk food to make it worse for you, but taste more delicious. "So what do you want to do?" He asked her as he took her hand as they walked away from the booth that sold the oreos to them and the woman who claimed they were the perfect couple.

"Don't know," She shrugged as her bottom lip jutted out. "Thought we would just walk and stop whenever something caught our fancy," She told him.

He liked that idea. They took pictures and they had their picture taken. They roamed the booths and saw the pigs and she got licked by a goat which made her face do that adorable screwed up thing that she did.

They square danced with some other people and she was bad at it. A good dancer. A great dance. And she couldn't get the handle of square dancing and it was wonderful.

He took a picture with the State's largest cow and wore that goofy smile she hadn't seen in years. They munched on chips and drank horribly overpriced sodas and talked about all the people who had too much beer and too little inhibition.

Then they walked into the carnival booth games.

The sheer enormity of the grin on her face startled him. He'd never seen her take a liking to something that quickly, except perhaps the fried oreo. "Do you want something?" He asked her.

She looked to him with a look of awe on her face. "You want to win me something?" She asked him.

"Yeah," He told her. "Just tell me what you want and I'll try to win it for you,'

She practically skipped around the booths and then she stopped at one and looked up at the big prize, a set of patchwork bears. They were adorable in every way. "That one?" She asked him.

He nodded. Yeah, it would be that one that she wanted. He put his money on the side where the vendor picked it up and gave him a mini bow and some safe arrows to shoot at a target. "You get the middle, you get the couple bear, that's the deal," He said and looked bored.

Oliver fired the first arrow, expecting it to hit right on target, because he was trained in this. He was good at this. He was an expert at this very thing, shooting arrows. That was literally his thing. People gave him that stupid vigilante nickname "the Arrow" because of it.

When it didn't go in, Laurel chuckled a little under her breath and he looked at her like this is not happening. "This obviously isn't weighted properly," he muttered and he lined up to do it again.

And again he missed. "Wow, Ollie, maybe they should take those archery trophies back," She joked with him and he looked at her like she killed his dog.

"I'm gonna get it," He muttered once again under his breath. How was this thing so damn hard? They were plastic arrows god dammit. It was a plastic bow. It should have been easy, but it wasn't.

He missed twice more and she just stood there with the biggest smirk on her face. "You know, you don't get this one, you're never gonna live it down, because I'm gonna tell the whole team buddy," She told him.

"You wouldn't," His eyes narrowed at her and he took his eyes off the target for a minute. "You can't even equate what we do this. This thing, it's just plastic."

She just nodded to the target, "Then it should be easy for you to hit it," She told him and he looked her straight in the eye and released the arrow.

"Did I get it?" He asked.

She looked to the target and the guy was looking at it too. Dead center. He'd gotten it. He'd taken this rigged carnival game that cost way too much money and made it his bitch. "Yeah," She said, laughing a little in spite of herself.

"Dude!" The geeky guy in the booth said as he got down the bear Laurel wanted and gave it to him. "How'd you do that?" He asked.

"Just needed a little distraction," He told the guy without looking back. He was still looking at her. The look of joy on her face. He gave her the couple bear and they played a few more games, collecting prizes left and right, eventually needing a bigger bag than the backpack she'd brought for all of them.

When they got to the last game, they didn't realize they amassed a crowd, when they turned back to see all the smiling faces smiling back at them. "How do you two do it? Must be hard being such a talented couple." One lady said.

She looked into his eyes and shook her head. "We keep each other grounded. We laugh. And when one of us is taking it too seriously, the other is there to put a smile on our face," She said as she looked into his eyes and they sparkled back.

All the girls in the crowd swooned. "Give a kiss? For luck." A man said as she lined up to do some skee ball and he looked to her, asking for permission, which she nodded he was granted.

He took her face in his hands and kissed her and she kissed him back. The crowd whistled and cheered and took pictures but he heard nothing from them. The moment was blessedly silent, the only thing he could hear was their breathing and she pulled away and threw the skee ball and kissed him again.

"Congratulations miss," The lady at the counter said, "You won,"

They got away from all the people at the carnival because while it was fun, she needed to sit and the people at the games wouldn't leave them alone. "We should find Thea and Sara," She told him.

He got his phone out of her backpack and put his arms around her while they went and were in line for the ferris wheel. He texted them to meet them at the gates in half an hour and put it back in her bag. "So," He said. "We kissed."

"We did," She nodded.

He looked to the ferris wheel and looked back to her. "Did you like it?"

"Did you like it?" She asked him as if he was the stupidest person on earth.

He nodded gently, "There is nothing I like more than kissing you," He murmured into her skin.

Her lips turned up and her skin glowed, "Well, then, I have some good news for you buddy." She told him and looked into his eyes. "I never want to stop kissing you again."

"I am a lucky man, couer, to have a girl like you." He said as they got on the ferris wheel and went slowly to the top and down again and up and down and so it went. Sort of like their relationship. They'd go down, but they would rise again.

When they got up to the top for the very last time, she kissed him gently, and it was a normal kiss. Not a passionate makeout. Not something movies would thousand word scenes about, but something that made them both happy. A kiss they didn't leave until they had to, because the right came to an end. They got out and he hoisted her on his back and she screamed in delight. "loup," She said as she hid her face in his shoulder.

"Told ya they'd be calling each other the french nicknames by the end of the day." They heard Thea's voice. "You owe me twenty,"

Sara looked at the happy couple and got her wallet out. "How'd you know that they'd be together so quickly?" She asked Thea.

"Please, I've had matchmaking eyes for those two since he came back. They're perfect for each other."

Laurel and Oliver looked to each other and looked to their siblings. "You did this to set us up?"

"We both got tired of the doe eyes and thought it was about time to do something about it. We knew you two wouldn't leave each other alone if you were all you had." Sara supplied.

"Thank you," Laurel said to them. "Now, let's go home. We've had a long day and I want to relax in bed."

"You mean get it on in bed." Sara said suggestively and with a devious smile.

"I can leave you here," Oliver said to her as they journeyed to the car.

Sara looked frightened at the thought and then went back to normal. "Honestly, I'm just glad you two got together. You two deserve happiness."