OMG FNAF MOVIE? REAL? HOPEFULLY? Dude there is going to be so much lore if it is real, like matpat is going to analyze each frame of it. Also I want to be an extra if they r filming near me. That would be epic. Or maybe I'll play the lead! Yeah, I could totally be Michael. Totally.
Ruby's experience on the Tilt-a-whirl was basically copied from my experience last month (only neither of the girls were sociopaths). Shoutout to the one who offered my money and the one with the largest toque I've seen in my life!
Reviews!
MoonTheMagical: There are so many comments that say first on YouTube omggg and sometimes I think alot of them are bots, because I've clicked on uploads the second I get the notification and there'll be like 80 comments already. That theory sounds plausible too, I've seen some people talking about it. And maybe the location of their beach house is wherever you want it to be.
Lydia-From-Limmet: frrr like Cassidy definitely needs a very well-trained therapist. And Mike too, probably. Actually, pretty much everyone in this story needs a therapist tbh. And yeah I really hope that the dlc ends like that, and that the kid is Elizabeth. Especially because we need another blonde girl in this story about as much as we need a fourth Jeremy. (Seriously, what is with that name?)
SomeRandomRobo: Don't worry about being late :)
song: California Love I'm too lazy to look up the artist it's the first result sjsnswsnsksksw. maybe do a clean version it has alot of swear words! I just like the tune I did a dance to this song okay anyways enjoy the chapter!
Chapter 90
California Love
The blistering sun beat down on Ruby's back, slathered with SPF one zillion and covered in freckles (pale skin and lots of sun did not mix well) as they shuffled forward in the massive line-up. Ruby turned around to glance at the massive line behind her as well, squinting in the light even with sunglasses. They stood atop a massive patchy hill, the grass bleached a wheat-yellow with hundreds of shiny blue and red and black and white cars and trucks dotting it below.
"How much longer-r-r-r?" Ruby groaned, rubbing the sweat from her forehead. It felt like the three of them (Tulisa and Ducky were off boogie boarding) had been standing in line for hours, baking in the awful heat like raw cookies in the oven.
"Ruby, it's been five minutes. Chill." Josh chided. Ruby stifled a laugh, poor Josh was wearing a gray sweatshirt and matching sweatpants…sweat was definitely the right name for it.
"Next," the bored-looking woman at the front desk inside the little green building droned, extending a wrinkled finger and ushering them forward.
"Three wristbands," Josh said, pulling out his wallet and fishing through bills.
"I'm nervous!" Myah giggled, clutching Ruby's arm with a vise grip. She wore a white floral milkmaid dress hemmed to graze her knees, her shiny black hair flowing down her chest. Ruby's hair had been washed in the salty ocean and dried in the morning sun, and fell down her back in somewhat messy waves.
"Aww, don't be nervous. I'll catch you if you fall off any rides." Ruby assured jovially.
"Eugh, don't even mention falling," Myah moaned, looking rather green. "Kiddie rides for me all the way."
"Wrists." The lady at the desk muttered, and Ruby and Myah held out their wrists for her to tie a neon green paper bracelet to their arms. The lady pressed a button, and the gate swung open, letting in the smell of sugar and hay and deep-fried greasy goodness.
"And now I'm hungry." Ruby commented as they swerved through the crowd of hyperactive littles and their stressed-out parents. It was a sensory cornucopia of highlighter palettes, flashing lights, screaming children and food that probably gave Ruby cavities just from smelling it.
Myah dared a glance upwards at one of the rides and squealed, clinging back to Ruby's arm. "Oh my gosh, they're going upside down! How can you think about food right now?!"
The Zipper. Ruby, one brave summer, had managed to go on it six times in a row without throwing up. She had a surprisingly resilient stomach. "I'm totally going on that."
"Nooo! You'll diiiie!" Myah shrieked. "I'm not going to let you go!"
"Sorry, My, but I've got to do this for my people," Ruby said theatrically, pounding her fist over her heart and gazing up into the sky, striking a movie-poster face.
"Right, well don't come to me when you're puking your guts out." Josh said dryly, glancing around the fair. "So what rides do you guys wanna do? These wristbands let us anywhere, except for the 18+ rides."
"Woah." Ruby raised her eyebrows. "What kinda stuff's in the 18+ rides?"
"Nothing you're going to find out for a year."
"Well, I want to go on the bumper cars," Myah decided, tossing her black locks over her shoulder and heading for the booth, casting a glance behind her. "Who's with me?"
Ruby and Josh glanced at each other, shrugged, and followed her, their sneakers kicking up dust that mingled with the warm summer air.
The line was surprisingly short, and before they knew it the man at the front was checking off their wristbands and they were in the ring, a dark green linoleum track fenced in with a roof shadowing the egg-shaped cars in red, green, and yellow. Parents and friends surrounded the outside, waving and recording the passengers with their phones.
"We should team up against Josh," Myah hissed into Ruby's ear, standing on her toes. Ruby nodded vigorously, and they each loaded into their respective cars, green and red.
A loud buzzing rang from the loudspeakers and golden stage lights suddenly lit up the arena, Ruby narrowed her eyes with an evil grin, stomping onto the pedal with her car whirring to a start. And…okay, it had really been a while since she'd been on this ride, which she noticed when she careened into the fence surrounding which must've been made of bedrock with the sheer force she drove her bumper car with.
The steering was hypersensitive, with the slightest turn sending her veering to the right and slamming right into a nine-year-old boy with a Sonic cap and striped shirt. She internally cringed, afraid the result would be tears and a furious mother giving her an earful about bullying little kids at her age. But, luckily the kid broke into a delighted smile, and backed up to crash into a pair of screaming girls over and over again.
I may have just created a monster, Ruby pondered, turning her car around to find Josh, who was in a beat-up bumper car that was half gray from all the scratched-off paint. Behind him was a determined-looking Myah who chased after him with relentless speed. Ruby narrowed her eyes, zooming into their direction-
And right into a pregnant lady and a toddler girl with a million rainbow barrettes in her hair, who immediately began to wail.
Ruby flushed. "Sorry, ma'am, uh…" She glanced behind her, backing up and suddenly slamming into the boy from earlier, who had a look of pure malice in his clear blue eyes.
Ruby frowned, but she put on her thinking cap. How could she possibly get over to Myah and Josh? I'll just go to the right…shit, guy with glasses. Um…left? Nope, four abnormally tiny identical children stuffed in a single car. Quadruplets? Is that what they're called? Or maybe they're animatronic kids! Like those freaky android babies in that show! Ruby shook herself, glaring. Focus, Ruby! You're surrounded! No time to get distracted by robot children, which you seem to be doing a lot lately!
And to make matters even worse, she could see Josh slamming into Myah's car relentlessly with his own! She needed to save Myah, to be the white knight who slayed the dragon. But how would-
And then Ruby was knocked out of her seat, falling flat on her palms on the rubbery green track. Huh, so that's what those seatbelts were for.
No time to think, though, because there was a green car right outside of the traffic jam. Swerving and weaving in-between the cars filled with angry passengers, Ruby slid into the car, hastily fastened her seatbelt, and slammed on the gas as hard as she could, right into Josh's car. The force sent him flying backwards and into a fence, defeated.
"WOOOO! SUCK IT, NERD!" Ruby cried victoriously, throwing her fists into the air and laughing giddily with her heartbeat thrumming a million miles per hour.
The buzzing sounded again, and the cars shirred to a half, lighting shutting off and plunging then back into darkness. Her friends unbuckled their seatbelts, jumping out of their individual cars. Ruby, however, remained giggling in hers.
"I think we broke Ruby." Myah hissed in Josh's ear, fists clenched together just under her chin. Josh nodded silently, eyebrows creased.
"S-sorry," Ruby managed, still cackling. "I-I ran into a pregnant lady, and there were these r-robot kids- oh my God, I'm going to h-have an aneurysm."
Josh and Myah shared a glance.
"...Is she high?" Myah asked hesitantly.
"Alright, let's get her out of here before she passes out," Josh decided, taking the giggling Ruby's arm and draping it over his shoulder to let her lean against him as they exited.
Ruby yanked her arm off his shoulder once they were back on the crunchy gravel, biting the inside of her cheek to hold off laughter. "You didn't need to drag me. I was perfectly fine."
"Fine, uh-huh. You laugh one more time and we're dragging you to the loony bin." Josh retorted, folding his arms together. "Now, which rides do you guys wanna go on next?"
"Tilt-a-whirl."
"Lucky ducks."
Josh nodded, pulling up the fair's website on his phone and scrolling through the map. "Okay, how about I go with Myah to the duck pond, and you can go on the Tilt-a-whirl alone."
Ruby sighed theatrically, bending over and letting a curtain of hair fall over her face. "All alone once again…"
"Poor you." Josh said unempathetically. He shoved his hands in his pockets and without saying another word, strolled off to the duck pond, Myah skipping behind him with a little wave to Ruby.
After finding the ride shaped like six hollowed-out candy apples on a bright blue track, fenced off by silver metal bars and home to thirty or so screaming kids, Ruby stood behind a freakishly tall man with a baby on his back, who gave her a horrified look once it met her gaze. Ruby stuck her tongue out at it in retaliation.
"Next!" The worker lady wearing bright blue polyester with a slick black ponytail called, holding the entrance gate open for the next group. But when Ruby climbed the metal stairs and tried to get in, the lady held her arm out with an icy midnight glare.
"Hold it. You need two."
"What?"
"Two people for ride."
"Oh." Ruby paused. "Um, I could wait for another single."
The lady frowned. "...fine. But no other singles, you leave."
Ruby gave her a nod of thanks and walked into the ring across the slippery blue track. She selected an empty apple and waited, examining her chipped black nails.
Before long, the lady appeared with two little girls, one with a cloud of brown curls and a violet shirt with a pony on it and the other with a tie-dye hoodie and all of her hair gathered up in a massive powder-blue toque. "No singles, but two girls. Very small."
Pony-Girl shook her head, mouth stuffed full of the Skittles her friend clutched like a lifeline. "Ahm acshually sickee pouns!"
The lady shook her head, wagging her finger at the girl. "No, no. Very small. Make sure they use seatbelts." She cast a stern eye on Ruby. She must've seen my earlier performance.
"Are you a giant?" Pony-Girl asked suspiciously.
"Uh, no, just tall for my age." Ruby answered, lifting up the bar and settling into the giant apple's seat. Pony-Girl scooted beside her, setting a plastic bag full of water beside her, and Toque-Girl brought up the right side.
"You have nice hair. Like a horse. I like horses, but she doesn't." Pony-Girl pointed an accusatory finger to Toque-Girl, who was picking out the lemon Skittles and shoving them into her white-and-cyan hoodie pocket.
"Horses are…nice." Ruby replied hesitantly.
Pony-Girl gave her a quick nod of approval, crossing her legs in the seat and setting her clear bag of water in her lap. She turned back to Ruby, pulling a hundred dollars out of her pocket. "Do you want money?"
Ruby's eyes widened, and she slapped her hand over her mouth to keep from bursting out in laughter. "Um, I'm good."
Pony-Girl shrugged. "I don't care. It's not my money."
"...Who's money is it?"
"The mean lady at the front. I took it from her pockets when she wasn't looking."
"Oh." A pause. "You should probably give that back."
"Nah. I need to buy a tank for my goldfish. I'm naming her Lucky cuz I won her at the lucky duck game." Pony-Girl beamed with pride.
Ruby smiled. "Oh, my girlfriend's playing that one right now."
Pony-Girl made a disgusted face. "Do you guys kiss and stuff?"
A light pink dust spread across Ruby's freckled cheeks. "Uh, sometimes, I guess."
Toque-Girl bent over and mimed a gagging motion, sending rainbow Skittles clattering down the track.
Pony-Girl squinted at her. "You're a girl, right? How are you guys gonna make babies?"
"...I'll leave that one for your parents to tell you about."
Pony-Girl shrugged, snatching a handful of lemon Skittles from her friend and popping a few in her mouth. "'Kay-kay."
The buzzing sounded and their candy apple steadily began to spin at the speed of a snail swimming through quicksand. Toque-Girl squeaked in surprise and grabbed onto the bar with sweaty hands.
"Where's your goldfish now?" Ruby asked with a sigh. She'd really hoped for a faster ride.
Pony-Girl gave her a pretentious, snobby look, sticking her snub nose in the air. "Are you dumb? She's right here, in my lap."
Ruby squinted at the bag, but unless the goldfish was some sort of microscopic plankton mutant, the bag was empty. "No she isn't."
Pony-Girl glanced down with skeptically raised eyebrows. Then she did a double take, screaming; "WHAT?!"
Oh, lord. "Listen, I'm sure nothing bad-"
"NOOOOOOO! FISHIES CAN'T BREATHE ON LAND! SHE'S GONNA DIEEEE!" Pony-Girl wailed, fat tears rolling down the caramel curves of her cheeks.
The ride lurched to the side, and now there were two screaming girls and one deaf Ruby. Well, at least it's speeding up…
When the ride finally slowed, Pony-Girl sniffled. "I just d-don't get it. The nice man gave me Goldie in a bag, and then I carried her to the snow cone place, and then when I got my snow cone I gave her to…" Her eyes widened, and she flashed a murderous look at Toque-Girl, who's Skittle-eating had ceased. "SADIE! Did you let Goldie run away?"
I think it'd be more like 'flop away', Ruby thought dryly.
Toque-Girl- er, Sadie, gulped down her Skittles, avoiding eye contact. And then, she spoke. "I-I might've eaten Goldie."
"WHAT?!" Ruby and Pony-Girl cried, leaning over to stare at the cowering Sadie. Man, kids today are weird. "Why would you do that?!"
"I wanted to see if it tasted like orange Skittles." Sadie muttered bashfully, hiding her upper face in the toque.
"And did it?" Ruby asked.
"...No."
"Right." Ruby said with a sigh, barely heard over the screaming pair of girls. "Well, I'm getting off." And with that she lifted the metal bar and got the hell away from that cursed ride.
"Ruby! How was the Tilt-a-whirl?" Myah asked, stealing a buttery handful from Josh's candy-cane-striped popcorn bucket.
"Interesting," Ruby answered, doing the same. "Very interesting."
"Myah won all three of her ducks! And she got me this popcorn." Josh bragged. "Which you all keep stealing, by the way."
Myah beamed, reaching into her beige messenger bag and pulling out two plushies, both velvety and fluffy and spotted…
"What are those things, exactly?"
"Civets!" Myah triumphed. "They're a nocturnal animal in Africa. Aren't they so adorable? See, you can have the orange one and I can have the blue one." She handed Ruby the small, glassy-eyed creature, a line of fluff along its spine like a fin. "Mine's named Pearl."
"Aww, I love them," Ruby cooed, cradling hers close. "I'm gonna name mine Goldie."
"But it's orange?" Josh questioned.
"Goldie Skittle." Ruby decided. "A name fit for the gods."
"That's a stupid name."
Ruby grabbed a massive handful of popcorn and stuffed it all in her mouth, crunching obnoxiously. "Your mom is a stupid name."
A/N
Silly carnival shenanigans. I went to a fair while writing this, so that's what inspired me lmao. Also sorry if it was a bit rushed, I have the start of a big lore chapter series coming next, so I've been writing that off and on! Very excited to start writing that arc.
Question/Challenge: If you had to get rid of any of your senses, which would it be? I'd pick smell, I knew a kid who didn't have that sense and he was fine. Plus I think all the other senses are a lot more important, except maybe taste but I enjoy tasting my delicious food.
Have an epic day/night!
~ghost (boo)