Anna Bananna... Fe Fi Fo Wanna

Chapter Tres

As we got further up in line, my stomach started to plummet.

"Niklas," I whined.

"Yeah," he looked at me, eyebrows furred together, "You okay Anna?"

"I don't wanna do this," I continued, "I'm going to die of a heart attack or something."

"Don't be a baby Anna, you're almost 16," we turned to look at his brother who we didn't know was listening until now.

"She's fine, we'll just not go in if she doesn't want to, we could always find another haunted house at home," Niklas reasoned with his brother.

"You can, I'm going in."

"Fine, let's go find something else, Anna."

And that's how we ended up in line for The Magnum. Me, freaking out still, and Nik, trying to calm me down as best as he could.

God, I'm a baby. I can't even handle a ride built in the 80's. WAIT! The 80's? Fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm going to fucking die, I don't wanna die!!!!! What if somebody already has died??? Fucking unicorns I don't want to die!!!!!

"Anna, are you okay?" Niklas asked. "Why are you swearing against unicorns?"

My face turned beet red. "You heard that? Hiw much did I say?!"

"Well, if you started with telling God you're a baby, then all of it."

Wow, I'm such a dork. I can't even have a panic attack without making a fool of myself.

I look around and see some people looking at me with worried expressions, and others like I have 2 heads.

I feel my face burn in embarrassment, and I stuff my face into Nik's chest, grabbing his shirt in my fists. "Did I grow another head, Nik? I think I might have. People are looking at me weird. God, I'm so weird."

"But that's why you're my best friend, because you're weird, and I'm not, and it's my duty to control your weirdness. And if you were normal, I would have the duty of making you weird so I could have the duty of controlling your weirdness, therefore making me have double duty."

He said duty (doodie) A LOT... Hehe :3

"Uh-huh... So not weird... What about the 'everlasting yawns', or the 'underwear pickles', or the 'bank loopers', or the-"

"Okay, okay, I get it, I'm also a bit weird, but that's beside the point. You are more weird and I am less, therefore it is still my-"

"Don't say it!"

"Duty," Nik says right before I burst out laughing.

"YOU SAID DOODIE!!" I burst out between fits of laughter. People started looking again but I just couldn't stop. I know. Immature, right? Well fuck off because I am only 16 and can be immature if I want. Hehe... Doodie....

When I finally calmed down I realized how close we were to the front.

"Niklas," I said, begging.

"Anna", he said, mimicking me.

"Please," My eyes pleading.

"You'll be fine, you're a big girl. Look, there's some, like, 7 year olds and they don't look scared. Plus, I'll be right next to you," he told me, adding a wink onto the end.

I looked into his eyes, giving him my best puppy dog expression, lip out and everything.

"Oh Anna, you know that has never worked on me. But you look adorable."

"I do not!" I shouted, stamping my foot. He just laughed and I changed my tactic from begging to throwing a tantrum.

"NOOOOOOOOO!!!!! DON'T MAKE MEEEE!!!! I DON'T WANT TO DIEEEE!!!!! NOT HERE! NOT NOW! I'M TO YOUNGGGGG!!!!!"