14 Years [GNR/Mötley Crüe]

Meow- II

Axl:

"Are you okay now?" I asked to which she gave a nod as she sipped at the slushie. We ended up going on the roller coaster; it was fun. And it was fun watching her have fun and scream during the ride but once we got down she said she wanted to throw up. At first, I thought she was exaggerating but then she started to stumble and I had to drag her to the nearest food booth which was a slushie booth if not we would've gotten ice creams like we actually planned, I thought as my eyes landed on one of the kid who grabbed her soft ice from the vendor before starting to gobble the swirls of cream all at once. I looked at the ice cream almost longingly like a kid that never gets to eat it. I wasn't necessarily hungry, I had already eaten one corn dog and even stole from the sweet corn she had gotten, cos' the smell of it was simply invigorating. I should go get one of those, once I was done with this, I thought before I paid the vendor and he handed me the air gun and explained the rules.

"You really don't have to do that." She said with a shake to her head as I placed the air gun over my shoulder and aimed at the balloons on the wall behind the vendor.

"I don't mind." I said and I said that cos' I know though she would say she doesn't give a shit but she clearly gives a shit. The thing is she wants it but she isn't gonna ask for it.

"I am not a kid for you to win prizes for me!" She said with a small roll to her eyes.

"You don't have to be a kid for that, also consider this as my way of thanking you for today," I said before the man asked me if I was ready.

"Okay then... you have been going to all those shooting ranges and stuff, right? Make yourself useful."

I couldn't help but smile at that tiny backhanded motivation before I began.

Once I had managed to fire at the three of the green balloons it was time to pick her fuzzy gift. She asked me to do it, I guess it was mainly cos' of her being confused upon seeing all of those toys. I ended up picking something that reminded me a LOT of her. A stuffed toy of Marie from The Aristocats.

She was the fucking embodiment of that cat. A proper mix of elegance and a mean streak. Feline. Untamable and a form of wildness hidden beneath the grace. Saccharine yet sour. Expecting a cat to fall at your feet like a dog is something only an idiot would do. Cats are simply arduous to win over, the only time it will happen is when it is done at their own pace on their own terms. But when a cat finally comes to you that is simply cos' they really want to, without even a tinge of self-doubt. What you need for that is patience for finally receiving that sweet warmth because the cat won't stay if they are unhappy. The cat won't try to adjust unless they are madly in love with you but when a cat finally loves you, that is for life. The funny thing is, I love cats.

Maybe I should get a cat. A real one.

"Do you like the Marie or do you wanna pick something else?" I asked as I handed the white furry stuffed toy to her.

"Since it's a toy the cat is fine and cute otherwise you know I don't like cats. They are so fucking mean." She shrugged. Can that be considered self-loathe? I wondered before I spotted two figures in the distance.

Are you fucking kiddin' me?!? I mentally groaned in frustration as I noticed Earl and Victor approach us with their faces curved into two stupid smiles. Why are they here so early, dammit?!

"Hey!!" I watched as she exclaimed upon seeing them and the three of them continued to talk like they were meeting again after an eternity.

I took in a deep breath so as to not end up screaming at them.

"Axl! Are you listening??" Her voice brought me back to earth and made me stop glaring at the two of them.

"Huh?"