~Chapter 22~

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I woke up next to Mike with a killer headache, covering my eyes from the sun. The feel of the grass was under my palm, soft and silky. "Hey, Mike wake up." I lightly pushed his shoulder, his eyes flickered opened and he sat up. "Morning JereBear." He kissed my cheek then stood, helping me up. "We should probably head home before people come." He said, grabbing the basket and blanket putting it in the trunk. "Ok." We got in the car and went home.
Time Ship

Soon after they got home, Mike took a shower while Jeremy got dressed after his. 'Ugh, we have work tomorrow and I don't feel like going back to BonBon.'
He thought as he lay on the couch, staring at the ceiling.
Mike snuck up on the side of the couch after he finished his shower, leaning over and kissing Jeremy on the forehead. "Hey my little princess." He folded his arms looking up at him, blushing. "I'm not a princess." He kissed him again. "Then your my little prince." Mike sat next to him, rubbing his leg. "You okay?" Jeremy sat up a bit. "I'm fine, just bored." He wrapped his arm around him, giving him a peck on the lips. "Well it should be opening soon so we could go now." He looked at him in utter confusion. "Go where?"

Mike gave him a look of aghast. "Y'know the carnival, I got tickets yesterday." Jeremy jumped up with excitement. "The carnival?! I love the carnival!" Mike chuckled at his behavior. "We planned to go today, so we went on a date yesterday. Did you forget?" "I don't remember anything from yesterday except-" He covered his mouth with his hand, blushing deep cherry red. "What? Did you remember something? Maybe, about you drinking all the wine and be a bad boy?" He grinned with a smug look. He slumped down in his seat. "S-Sowwy." Jeremy mumbled like a little kid. He smiled, scooping him into a hug. "Don't worry. Now let's go before the rides close." "Okay." Jeremy got up and put on his big green sweater his mother gave to him as a child before his dad's abuse.

Time skip over car ride

We arrived there just in time, the carnival was just opening. There was this weird looking guy standing at the entrance."Come one, come all to Hetaliani's Carnival!" Jeremy was jumping up and down like a bunny. "Easy there before they throw you in the zoo." I joked as he playfully punched my arm. I held his hand as we walked up to the stand and gave them our tickets and they gave us the little wrist band to get on all rides or play any game or anything! "What should we do first? The Death-A-Coaster, The House of Mirrors, The Haunted House, or maybe The Slam-O-Meter? Or-" He stopped speaking, realizing he was nearly squealing like a school girl.

"How about we do everything you just said in that order?" He nodded wrapping his arm around mine. We went to the Death-O-Coaster first. We showed the man the wrist band then he let us on. "Enjoy your ride." He sounded like he didn't want to be here. We got in the last two available seats. I know after this he's gonna be clinging onto me for weeks. Hehe~ "Please keep your arms and feet inside the coaster at all times if you have any medical problems, are pregnant, or have an infant please exit. Enjoy your ride." He finished speaking then pulled a red lever. The ride started slow, I heard a few chuckles and happy/scared whimpers from passengers in front. "I feel a little scared. Jeremy whispered gripping the metal seat-belts. I kissed his forehead, giving him a hug. "Don't worry, I'm here." I reassured him. He smiled, looking forward. The coaster was going faster and faster by the second, soon we were going down the hill then up then down, through a loop-de-loop, then twisted around, making us hang upside down and back up. Jeremy was already screaming.

We wobbled to the House of Mirrors after the ride was over. Mike puked twice ever since we got off. I have to admit it was fun. We showed the lady our bands then we entered. The first thing I saw were the mirrors. "Oh my god, M-Mike look." I covered my mouth trying not to laugh. Mike looked like a short chubby midget. "Not funny!" He grumbled crossing his arms. "Aww come on, its a little funny my chubby midget." I pinched his cheek, He blushed walking off. How cute. In the next mirror I looked like a small wiggly line. Mike snickered not seeing what he looked like; A giant fat circle with curved sides and his head look like he was hit with a hammer, but I let him have have fun. I grabbed his hand as we walked to the Haunted House. "Are you ready to be spooked, my boy?" The man standing there asked letting us in after we showed the bands. We walked around running into a bunch of scary things such as demons, monsters, scary clowns, and worst of all animatronics.
I shivered at the site of it all, holding on tight to Mike. I felt safe when I hug him. "What's wrong JereBear, are you scared? You can hide in my arm if you want." I raised my eyebrow looking at him. "Are you serious?" He smirked, nodding. "Well your gonna have to catch me first!" I ran down the passage- way past all the fake robots that popped out of every corner. I heard his footsteps behind me followed with laugher. I accidentally bumped into a man as I was running.
"S-Sorry, my b-bad." It was really dark, but I could tell he was smiling, the way he spoke. "Now, now child you should not run in a haunted house you never know who you run into, someone like me." I backed away a little. "O-Ok, W-Well again s-sorry, I'll b-be on my way." I raced down the hall, almost knocking Mike backwards. "Whoa, you okay there Jere?" "W-We gotta l-leave . Now." He grabbed my hand turning back. "Alright JereBear." He kissed my forehead then we walked out and paced to the Slam-O-Meter.

I kissed his forehead then we paced to that other thing. He must've been really scared of that haunted house, he's acting strangely. "Step right up and make the rocket hit the bell and win a prize!" A lady shouted out. I went first. I showed her the band, grabbed the hammer then slammed it down on the metal block. It only went only have way up. I frowned letting Jeremy take his turn. He slammed it down, it went all the way up, ringing the bell. My mouth gaped open staring at the machine then him. "H-How did you..."
He smiled at me. "I guess I don't know my own strength." He giggled, picking out his prize.
It was a huge stuffed fox bigger than than our heads combined and more. "Here, you can have it." He handed it to me. "I'm the one whose supposed to be winning you a prize not vise-versa." He grinned. "Then up your game." He chuckled leading the way to the next game which was the gun squirters.
We went up against a five year old girl and a 18 year old boy they both have orange-red hair, so they might be related. "Winner gets any two prizes of their choice. Ready. Set. Go!" We all squirted water at the target making the ball rise.
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"And the winner is...the fellow in the green sweater. Come up and pick your prizes." He jumped up and looked at all the things they had on the grey wall plushies, capes, toys etc. you name it.
"I'll take the fox and bunny ears." What? He wants red fox and purple bunny ears? Really?
He walked back over to me then we went to the tea cups after he begged me to go over for twenty minutes straight.
We stepped into the giant white and pink cup with yellow flowers, the man standing at the box that powered everything flipped the switch and we started spinning round and round very slowly then it sped up very quickly. Jeremy giggled, moving closer to me. He really is cute when he acts like a child, it's hard not to love him. I smiled, kissing his cheek and ruffling his hair.
Hours passed by as we went ride to ride, game to game, Jeremy keeps winning prizes back to back and cotton candy to candy store. At least I won him a little stuffed purple bunny. "It's getting pretty late." He nodded, taking a bite out of the cotton candy. There were tiny pieces of it surrounding his lips. "Geez Jeremy, you have cotton candy all over your face." I leaned close and licked it all off his mouth even what was on his lips. He blushed, looking away at the ground. I grinned as I put my arm around his shoulder and we walked to the car. Lots of other people were leaving as well. I put all the prizes we, mostly he won in the back seat. I was about to kiss Jeremy when some guy walked up and tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around to face him with an annoyed look on my face. "That. Is disgusting, you can't do that in a public place." I could already tell he was a douche. Jeremy hid behind me. "What we do is none of your business and this is the parking lot not really many people here." "I don't care, just stop doing that gay shit." He started eyeballing Jeremy, making something inside me 'snap' I falcon punched him right in the face "OWWW! MY NOSE!" His face looked terrible, blooding was everywhere especially his nose, it was bent sideways. "Mike!" I pushed Jeremy to get inside the car and we drove off.

Skip over ride-writer is lazy

They arrived at home around 10:35. Putting things away and letting Mitchy out his cage Mike sat on the couch and Jeremy replenished his food and water bowls. He jumped on the couch and lay on his lap. There was an awkward silence the echoed through the room. "M-Mike, are y-you okay?" He sighed, rubbing Mitchy's soft fur. "Yea, it's just I saw him eyefucking you and I punched him." Jeremy moved over and sat next to him. "O-Oh, well thank you." He snuggled up to him and rested his head on his shoulder.
Mike chucked. "Anytime. By the way I have a question, if you don't mind me asking." He looked up at him. "Yea what is it?" "I noticed you wear long sleeved shirts and jackets a lot what's that about?" His heart sank as panic flushed over him.
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You already know the drill
Also sorry it's been so long since I've posted (0^o) so I'll let you guys decide if

(A) After/before the pizzeria closes they get married

(B) They start a family (and how many)

(C) some conflict from Mike or Jeremy's past (your choice) comes back to threaten their relationship

(D) More PG (show the love)

(E) other
In any order or just one choice you like~

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