A day at King's Island

Part 7

As the ride came to a stop, Lindsey helped Stevie off. He put his arm around her and watched her closely as she stumbled slightly towards the exit.

Mick and John frowned as they watched Lindsey help Stevie down the stairs onto the ground.

"Are you alright, Stevie?" Mick asked. "You look a little green around the gills."

"I'm okay; I just got a little dizzy." Stevie said. "I just need to get my equilibrium back and then, I'll be okay."

"The spins affected her more than I thought they would." Lindsey explained sheepishly.

"I'll be okay. Just let me rest some." Stevie said rubbing Lindsey's back, as he gave her a guilty look.

"Well, there are some games over here." Mick said, pointing back behind him. "Wanna play some of those while you recover."

"Yeah, I don't mind that." Stevie said.

"Me neither. I wanna try to win something for Will and Leelee anyway since they aren't here." Lindsey said.

He put his arm around Stevie's back as they headed towards the games.

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"No, no, Steves, my treat." Lindsey said, as he noticed Stevie digging through her tote bag for her purse.

"You don't have to." Stevie said, looking at him.

"I know that. But after making you sick on the Tilt-A-Whirl, I feel like it's the least I can do."

"Aw, Linds, you didn't know it was gonna make me sick." Stevie said, sighing.

"I know that, Steves, but just let me pay for you." Lindsey said.

Stevie shrugged.

"Okay, if you feel you have to." She said.

They walked past the games ignoring the people calling out to come and play.

"Hmmm, what's winnable?" Lindsey muttered.

"Nothing." Stevie replied.

"Aw, now, don't be so pessimistic, Steves." Lindsey said, looking down at her.

"I'm not being pessimistic. I'm being realistic, Lindsey. The games are rigged so you can't win. Don't you know that."

"Not all of them." Lindsey said, shrugging.

"Most of them. And the one's that aren't, have crappy prizes that fall apart if you even so much as breathe on them." Stevie said.

"Some of them have good prizes." Lindsey countered. "You just have to know where to go."

"Fine, Buckingham, I'm not gonna argue with you. As long as you're happy winning a crappy gold chain, that's all that matters, I guess."

"That's the spirit!" Lindsey said, giggling, as Stevie rolled her eyes.

He grabbed Stevie's arm and pointed to the game beside them.

"Here we go. That water gun racing game. Do that with me." He said.

Stevie looked over at it.

"Okay. I've always kinda liked this one." She said.

"How many." The man behind the counter said as they walked up.

Lindsey held up two fingers and gave the man a couple of dollars. As the man went to drum up more customers, Lindsey and Stevie stood beside each other and picked up their water guns.