A day at King's Island

Part 3

"Now see, I told ya I knew how to get to it." Mick said, as he pointed to the sign indicating the off-ramp for King's Island.

"I'm sorry I doubted you, Mick." Stevie said, leaning up and giving him a quick peck on the cheek.

"Nah, it's okay. I wasn't completely sure I would make it myself." Mick said.

As he pulled onto the off-ramp, Lindsey poked Stevie in the arm.

"Hey, look, they have a replica of the Eiffel Tower." Lindsey said, pointing to it.

Lindsey leaned back as Stevie leaned over to get a better look.

"Cool! Wonder if you can go up in it?" she asked.

"Don't know, but I hope so." Lindsey replied.

He gave out a mock gasp

"And oh look, roller coasters!" he said, giving Stevie an evil grin. "I bet you just can't wait to get on those."

"I bet I can..." Stevie said, eyeing him.

"Bet you can't...." Lindsey said, smirking.

Stevie paused for a moment.

"BET I CAN!" she yelled, shoving her face into his.

Lindsey took a deep breath...

"BET...YOU...."

"Alright, that's quite enough of that." Mick said, shaking his head as John chuckled. "If the two of you can't behave, we'll have to put you in the kiddies section."

"No, don't do that. There's probably no coasters there." Lindsey said, ducking at Stevie swiped his head.

"Well then, behave, or we'll have to keep you in your strollers for the entire day."

"Yes, mommy!" Lindsey said, in a whiny voice.

"Mommy?" Mick asked, as John snorted out laughter. "I think the tour has got to him."

"Well, that's what you sound like...a mom." Lindsey said, snickering.

"Oh, I did...wow, I didn't realize that."

He cleared his throat.

"YOU DAMN KIDS BETTER SHUT THE HELL UP BACK THERE OR I'LL KNOCK YOUR FUCKING BLOCK OFF!" he screamed in a deep voice.

He looked back at Lindsey.

"How's that?"

"Much better..." Lindsey said. "Sounded more like a dad."

"Good!" Mick said as everyone giggled.

As they pulled into the King's Island parking lot, Lindsey nudged Stevie.

"What?" Stevie asked.

"Know what this reminds me of?" Lindsey asked.

"What?"

"Wally-world."

"Wally-world?"

"Yeah, in the Vacation movie. The amusement park the Griswold's were trying to get to." Lindsey said.

"Oh...yeah..." Stevie replied, nodding.

Lindsey grinned at her.

"I FOUND OUT LOOOONG AGOOOOOO....WHOOOOOOA WHOOOOA WH..."

Lindsey's eyes widened as Stevie slapped her hand over his mouth.

"Shut it, and shut it now!" Stevie said, as Mick and John laughed hysterically.

"Mut I mus sing mor moo..." Lindsey said, between her hand.

Stevie tried not to crack a smile.

"Mon't moo muv my singing?"

Stevie bit her lip.

"No..." she said, trying to keep a straight face.

"Mo Fucth, My thoughth moo livth for ith."

"Lindsey..."

"Mes, my muv?"

"You're getting my hand wet with spit..."

"Mell, Geth moo fuckthing handth amay fum my mouth and moo wouldinth mave thath probem."

Stevie pulled her hand away and shook it as Lindsey gasped and wet his lips.

"Finally!" he said.

He grinned as Stevie reached into her tote bag, pulled out some Kleenex and began wiping her hand off.

"Serves you right for clamping your hand over my mouth." Lindsey said.

"Well, keep your singing voice to yourself today." Stevie said, wiping her hand.

"Yeah, can't waste my voice. I'll need it when I sit alongside you on the coaster and scream my head off."

He snickered as Stevie glanced at him and shot him a warning look. Lindsey reached over and tickled her chin.

"Love ya, Angel." He said, smiling.

"Suuuure ya do." Stevie said, stuffing the Kleenex back in the tote bag.