Stitch

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Warnings: swearing

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"Wow, (y/n), your aim really is shit."

"Thanks, Chase, that's very nice." the girl answered, sarcastically.

Chase patted her head with a tight smile, both comfortingly and still making fun of her for miserably missing every can with the plastic gun.

As soon as (y/n) saw the giant Stitch plush hanging from one of the fair game tents, she was determined to get it, even knowing that her aim was, indeed, shit.

"Do you want me to try it for you?" Drew asked next to her, seeing her eye the plush with pity in her face.

"Nah, it's fine." she answered, smiling at the tall boy, "Don't wanna waste more of your time. Rudy's dying to go on the rollercoaster."

"Alright, if you say so."

Drew swinged his arm around her shoulders, squeezing her into him, which made her giggle, as they made their way towards the rest of the cast who were entertained enough for the girl to rethink that maybe they would be bored waiting for her.

"Oh, no Stitch?" Madelyn asked with a sad tone, looking at (y/n)'s empty hands.

"No Stitch."

The two girls pouted for a brief moment before Rudy excitedly interrupted.

"Can we go on that rollercoaster now?"

"Yes, you baby, we can go on the rollercoaster now." Madison replied, pulling Mariah with her as they all walked towards the big ride.

..

"So, Madison and Mariah, Chase and Maddie, Rudy and Elaine," JD recited as he distributed the tickets for the ride to the pairs, "Which leaves me, (y/n) and Drew..."

"Oh I can sit this out." Drew said.

"You sure?" (y/n) asked, eyeing him confused for declining going on the rollercoaster.

"Yeah, that hotdog is feeling really wrong right now, I really don't wanna throw up all over people up there."

"Alright, son," Chase said, clapping his hands, "You have fun on the bench."

"Will certainly do."

"You sure you feeling ok?" (y/n) double checked, looking at Drew with a bit of concern.

"Yeah, I'm fine." he smiled reassuringly, pulling her in for a hug, "Go have fun!"

They all went to the platform to grab their seats. Drew made sure to wait for the ride to start so he could go take care of what he had in mind.

..

"Yo, where's Drew?"

"Yeah, where did that idiot go?"

"Maybe he went to throw up that hotdog."

As Rudy, Chase and JD discussed the absence of Drew, (y/n) was looking around for any sight of him while grabbing her phone, ready to call him. He was really tall, it couldn't be hard to spot him, right? But that wasn't what gave away his approachment, it was the giant Stitch in his arms. The girl gasped at the scene, followed by another gasp from Madelyn.

"Are you kidding me?" Madison squealed, "Mo, now I want a Stitch too."

"We should ask Drew to go get you one."

The boy stretched the plush in (y/n)'s direction, a shy smile dancing on his lips.

"Are you serious?" she asked rhetorically, still dumbfounded but in absolute awe of his gesture.

"I am."

"Is this your way of asking her out on a date?"

"Oh my God, Chase, don't ruin the moment." Madelyn scolded her boyfriend.

"Are you jealous?" Drew asked, playfully.

"Yeah, a bit."

"Too bad!" (y/n) replied instead, "I have a giant Stitch and you don't!"

Chase mimicked her voice in a mocking way, making her laugh. She held the blue plush in her arms, the size of it covering her entire torso, and looked at Drew, who was still smiling at the sight of her grateful expression.

"Maddie, can you hold it?" she passed the plush to the girl, who gladly took it. (y/n) walked the few steps left to be right in front of Drew and circled her arms around his torso in a loving hug, "Thank you. Really."

He reciprocated the embrace and didn't resist kissing the top of her head.

"Don't mention it. You really have a terrible aim though because it was really easy to win that Stitch."

"Ah, aren't you nice?" she smacked his back playfully, only for him to squeeze her tightly.

"Alright future lovebirds, we still have a few rides to... ride."

"Nice one, Rudy, nice one."

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