Free! Iwatobi Swim Club Scenarios.

Carnival cont.

Rin: "Do we really have to go Rin?" His partner sighed. They were already in the car driving to the fair and now they say they don't want to go? Rin chuckled and reached over to place a hand on their thigh. "It'll be fine babe. We're just going for the fireworks." He gave them a small smile.
It was a short ride to the carnival from where he lived and as he saw the flashing lights of the place his heart sped up. He was a sucker for things like this. He really just couldn't resist. As he stepped out of the car the various smells of food surrounded him. Honestly, he felt like drooling over it. His partner grabbed his hand as they walked in. There was no need to get wrist bands seeing as they probably weren't going to do much but sit and wait. But then one ride in particular caught this eye. The salt and pepper shakers. They had been at every single carnival in Australia and Rin had come to love the things. He gently pulled at his lovers hand before pointing at it. "Can we?" He mumbled.
As they stood in line, the new bands wrapped around their wrists his partner sighed. "This is scary Rin. That looks terrifying." Rin chuckled and kissed their forehead. "Its not that bad believe me."
As they entered the ride the attendant made sure they were safely strapped in, and then closed the metal caged door on them. His partner never let go of his arm the whole time. Through the screaming and the twisting and turning of the cart that grasp stayed strong. A loud bang could be heard as they climbed out of the cart. The fireworks had already started.
They ran to their place on top of the hill and silently stared at the exploding colors in the sky. "Sorry for taking you on that ride?" His significant other leaned up and pressed their lips to his cheek. "You wanna go on it again after this?" Rins face lit up. "Is that even a question?"

Sosuke: "I'm exhausted!" Sosuke said as he slumped down into one of the benches of the carnival. He and his partner had been at the place for about five hours now and Sosuke was at his last straw. Sweat literally dripped off of his body at the extreme heat of the July sun. Even now as the sun slowly began to drop beneath the horizon, he still felt on fire.
His partner sat next to him, resting their head on his shoulder. "Lets just do one more thing and then we can go home okay?" His partner pushed a small amount of hair off of the other males forehead, before standing up again. Sosuke sighed but got up anyway.
If it wasn't his partner that was dragging him around he would have been out of this place before anyone could have even stopped him. But the way his partner smiled, and the fact that they were so happy to be here seat his heart on fire. He loved making them happy even if it meant torture on his part.
His s/o walked over and stood in front of a stand filled with bowls of water. On the side of the stand was a fish tank filled with different types of Angel fish and goldfish. They had warned him about this before, and he knew this would be there last stop. It was a tradition in their family to play this game every time they went to the carnival. Sosuke knew this to be true because he had been dealing with it for the past three years. They didnt even care if the thing died in two days, it was the tradition that made them keep doing it.
Both his partner and himself got a set of plastic balls and threw them into the now murky water of the fish game. His partner had a terrible shot, but he managed to get a few in. The attendant walked over to inform them that they had the choice of picking a gold fish or an angel fish. They both decided on the gold fish.
Ir wasn't a week later that that gold fish died. But even though they lost it, it proved something to Sosuke. Now that they lived together, his s/o was still willing to pass down her traditions into a different family. And it made him really excited for some reason.

Momo: Momo and his partner were naturally like children already. Always running around, messing things up, and all together just childish little shits. It got on everyone's nerves sometimes, but right now as they ran around the carnival they didn't have a care in the world. They didn't mind how people looked at them, or the fact they would whisper to each other about their screaming. They were having fun, and that's all that mattered.
Momo pulled his partner into the line for one of those childs mazes, and giggled. "Do you think they'll let us on?" His partner giggled. As they reached the front of the line the attendant stared at them. "Aren't you guys a little old?" He asked. They both looked at each other and nodded at the guy. "Just go." The jumped up and ran towards the steps of the maze.
As they both ran in they knew they were in a bit of a pickle. Everything was terribly small. The ball bit only went up to mid calf on them, and they felt like they were being squeezed to death in the tunnels. Those buzzer ropes still scared the shit out of them, and don't even ask them about the mirror room. It wasn't until they got to the slide that they were relieved. It was still small but big enough that the two of them could manage to fit through. Momo went down first, yelling like a kid, and then his partner went down. They got stuck in the middle from the way their skin slide on the slide. A sharp pain ran up their leg as they stepped out of the slide.
They examined themselves when they got out and they were covered in scratches and bruises. The most findable being the huge cut his partner had on the back of their thigh. They shrugged it off.
The time to leave came around quick, and they walked to meet up with the rest of the team. Everyone had a smile on their face at the end of the day. Momo and his partner surely wouldn't forget this day until those marks on their bodies faded away. And even then the scars would prove how happy they truly were.