Ride The Cyclone Oneshots

Our Six Saints

TWS: Description of d3ath and injury

A/N: This is my first time writing in a while, and it is currently midnight. I'm running off a ghost energy drink and a slice of watermelon rn so it may not be the best and a bit repetitive sigh. This chapter is just a written description of the roller coaster accident and the events leading up to it, to get my creative juices flowing if ykwim. Anyway enjoy this dumpster fire

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Every kind of music blasted in Mischa's ears. He walked along with the rest of the St. Cassian Choir. He wandered alongside Noel, taking in the sights of the fall fair. The pungent smell of cotton candy mixed with rancid beers attacked his senses. All the colored lights practically blinded him. It was pretty overwhelming, to say the least. Ocean in front of him was rambling on about the unsanitary conditions of the fair.  "..Like they serve food right next to porta potties!! How disgusting! And  adding onto all of that.."  

Mischa tuned her out not wanting to deal with all of her shit. As the group waltzed through the park, he examined all of the attractions around him. He noticed a lot of rigged carnival games and food stands. Like too many. Damn, they were desperate for money. He watched the various rides run their rounds, the sounds of people screaming around him. He couldn't tell if they were terrified or excited. He looked over at the shorter boy next to him. He followed his gaze and saw the Ferris wheel that was towering over the fair. Each cart has a different bright-colored pattern, paired with blinding lights. "That looks mad-wicked awesome bro," Mischa said, snapping Noel back into reality."Hm? oh- yeah! We have to go on the Ferris wheel later"  "Sure dude sounds sick!"  Mischa's phone buzzed in his pocket, it was a DM from Talia. 

(A/N Ok so this is all in Ukrainian but I am not going to write it in Ukrainian because

 A: I don't know Ukrainian 

B: I want yall to be able to read it 

soooo yeah <3)

Talia: Are you there my love?

Mischa: I'm here, wassup?

Talia: Just wondering what you were doing

Mischa: I'm at that fair I told you bout, it's lowkey sick here

Mischa: Probs gonna ride that roller coaster the cyclone later it lowkey looks cool

Talia: Alright I will stop bothering you now, I love you <3

Mischa: Love you too sunflower  <3

Mischa quickly shoved his phone back into his pocket and looked up at the surrounding world. The choir had stopped at a food stand with big signs advertising fried dough and donuts. Ocean and Constance were sharing a plate of funnel cake, doused in powdered sugar. Noel was staring at that said plate like it was a dead rat. "How can you eat that crap?"  Noel commented, fake gagging. "Because I'm not insecure Noel Joseph Gruber."  Noel gasped, very gayly. "What the fuck? Why are you full-naming me?!" "No profanities!!!" Jesus, they bicker like they're siblings. "Guys, can we maybe not argue right now? Sorry- but we should just enjoy today while we can. The fair closes tomorrow"  Constance attempted to break the two up and succeeded. 

"Yo, we should go on The Cyclone yeah?  That one coaster that weird ass fortune machine said."  Mischa spoke up, breaking the awkward silence. He looked around at everyone's faces for their reaction. Noel nodded, "That's a good idea" "I agree" "Sure"  Constance and Ocean murmured in agreement. Ricky nodded as well. Ocean threw out the remaining food and they started heading for the coaster. They walked along the rows and rows of attractions. They passed The Gravitron, which Ricky held his gaze on for a few seconds longer than normal. Once they reached the long ass line of The Cyclone he took out his phone and DMed Talia.

Mischa: Yoyo im on the line for The Cyclone!!!

Talia: Have fun <3

Mischa: I will my love, I will text you when I get off!! (A/N Spoiler Warning! uh he didn't..)

After a few minutes of dry conversation between the 5 students, they made it to the front of the line. The carnie pressed a button and the lap bars raised. The teens started to board the ride, the carnie raised his hand towards Ricky. "Heyhey- you can't go on this ride buddy"  He sounded a bit.. off. Mischa pushed the thought aside and stepped into the seats after Noel. Ocean stood back up from her seat, looking pissed. "Hey! Thats unreasonable!! Have you ever heard of accessibility for all? Thats.. abelist! You know that?"  Ocean lectured the Carnie. After a good minute of Ocean talking, the line behind them growing restless, the Carnie spoke again. "Ok. ok fine I'll let you- uhm. Yeah, get on the ride."  Mischa noticed Ocean's expression changing a bit as she walked back to her seat. She looked worried. Whatever, it was probably just last-minute nerves. Mischa watched the Carnie walk back over to his little booth. There was a small jolt and the sound of machinery working, and they started moving. 

Taking them higher and higher. Mischa looked over the side of the cart at the small town beneath him. He could spot every place he had been in the small rural town. They reached the top of the track, just waiting for the drop. He heard Ocean whisper something about someone being drunk. Mischa wasn't paying attention though, because as she said that, the drop came. WHOOSH!  Their faces hit against the wind as they flew forward. Going through twists and turns, this felt like the ride of their life. The choir all screamed and shouted, Ocean in front of Mischa seemed terrified. He noted that so he could tease her after they got off. Mischa shot his hands up in the air and screamed in excitement. They were racing towards the first loopty-loop now. 

Out of nowhere, there was this loud metal screeching sound. It sounded like the ride was yelling at them. The sound pierced Mischa's ears as he moved his hands back down, gabbing the lap bar. Was that normal? Sparks started flying around them. Oh shit, that wasn't normal. He frantically looked around at the rest of the choir. They were just as scared as he was. Ocean was screaming at the top of her lungs, as much as she could. Constance was laughing, which Mischa thought was strange for this kind of situation. Noel next to him was shouting various curses. He was holding on to the lap bar so tight his knuckles were turning white. The realization sunk, the coaster was breaking. Was he going to die? Were all of them going to? 

The coaster continued to rush forward on the track. Heading straight for the loopty-loop. He attempted to move a little closer to his friend beside him, but the lap bar was too tight. As he struggled to move the cart began to tilt upwards. A terrified look sat on Mischa's face as he looked forward to their believed doom. The cart started its turn sideways and the metal screeching stopped. He thought it was all over, he was far from correct. He turned his attention to where they were heading. The roller coaster cart was.. falling! They were fucking falling! How could this be fair?! He tried to get out of the lap bar again, the ground getting closer and closer. The cart he and Noel were in made a loud cracking noise and the lapbar fell off. He went hurdling towards the ground. 

As he was falling, millions of thoughts raced through his mind. He would never be able to fulfill his promise to his mother, to have a good life here. Pain shot through the right side of his body when he smashed into a metal support beam. He yelped out in pain and continued plummeting to his believed demise. Everything was spinning, round and round and round. His vision blurred shapes and colors together. The yellow-green grass grew closer until he hit the ground. His head was in pain as he weakly tried to pull himself up. His eyes felt heavy. He was trying so hard. It was no use. "Мені шкода мамо." (Translation: I'm sorry mom) He muttered as everything faded to black.

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A/N: Thank you so much for reading this I hope you all are doing well. Thank you to @Nico_Di_Angelo12832 for helping me with shit. You fucking nerd. /j 

Sorry if this was a little shitty I wrote this over a span of two days and with like no sleep sigh

Thanks, take care, and have a good day/night !!!

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