How I Met my Kidnap-I Mean Your Father

::18:: Stuck on the Ferris Wheel

This chapter is dedicated to the real Draesen, my BNTF (Best Non-Transferable Friend) because she was a bit offended when everyone was horrified at her driving. Love you Drae <3 You're buying me lunch! Remember it!

~Mooneh

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Just as I was about to close the gap between our lips, Draesen burst into the scene. Just my luck right?

"We're her- What da hell?" Draesen squeaked out. It took her only a matter of half a millisecond before she assumed something wrong. "Tyson get off of Alli!" She some how teleported over and kicked him off of me with her foot.

She then grabbed my arm, yanked me off the bed, and dragged to the front the bus. She looked over her shoulder only to shoot me a look like 'you're going to have to explain yourself missy.' 

"Drae, you're overreacting. Common," I yanked her to spin her around so that she was facing me, "Just forget about this ok? Like it never happened. Please?" I stuck out my lower lip to give her a much over exaggerated puppy dog face.

"Oh no you're not off the hook that easily. I won't say anything to anyone else, but you have some 'splainnen to do to me. I'll wait until after the festival because then you can tell me anything and everything that happened from that point to when we go camping," She stuck her finger in my face, "And don't you even think of leaving out even the tiniest detail or I'll murder you."

I put my hands up in surrender, "Ok, ok. You won. I'll do as you say. Just don't hurt me."

"Ok, now that we're at an agreement, we need to meet everyone at the restrooms," She stepped away from me to reveal the festival. "Because everyone knows where the restrooms are at, even if they have no idea where they actually are." She grinned brightly at me.

"Because that makes perfect sense," I rolled my eyes at her, "But what about Tyson?"

"Tyson, Tyson, Tyson. That's all I ever hear from you anymore! What about me?" Draesen dropped my wrist and pouted.

"You sound like one of those girlfriends in the movies right before they go crazy," I took a step away from her, as if she were about to go crazy. Who knows with this woman? "I only asked once."

 "Yes, but that was once too many. Now let's just go to those beautiful port-a-potties!" Dreasen grinned and began leading me towards where everyone else was waiting.

As I looked around the festival, I couldn't believe that my father had never let me go in the first place. I mean it wasn't fantastic, but it wasn't awful, but mu point was that there was barely anyone here. Maybe one-hundred people in this whole thing. That made me slightly peeved at my father, but I wasn't going to let that bother me.

The whole festival was pretty brightly colored. There were bounce houses, stands with balloons, there was even a Ferris Wheel! I'd never really been on a Ferris Wheel, mostly because of, once again, my father. My childhood fear of high moving objects really didn't help though. There were even carnival games where you could win stuffed animals.