A day at King's Island

Part 28

The four of them emerged from the elevator and began to walk away from the Eiffel Tower. As they passed under the structure and into the sunlight, Lindsey grinned back at Mick and John. He looked up and began to point to Stevie.

"HEY!" he yelled. "HERE'S YOUR FAVORITE TARGET IF YOU WANT TO TAKE ANOTHER WHACK AT HER!"

They giggled as Stevie suddenly put on a burst of speed and ran away.

"Wow! Look at her go!" Lindsey said. "It's amazing how the threat of another loogie attack from above has made her run faster than she has in years."

They walked up to Stevie who was sitting on a bench waiting for them.

"Did you get hit?" she asked him.

"Nope..."

"Damn, here I was hoping for some payback especially after that little crack you just made." She said.

"Hey, I guess the spitter likes me the best." Lindsey said. "I..."

Suddenly, Stevie rose up and spit directly into his face.

"That's to make up for it in case the spitter did like you the best."

She giggled as Lindsey wiped his face. He smirked at her and looked back at Mick and John.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH-OCK" he said, as he gathered a massive hocker into his mouth.

Holding it in, he chased after Stevie as Mick and John giggled.

"So, did you get her?" Mick asked as he and John caught up to them.

"Nah, I spit it out. I decided to give her a reprieve...for now." Lindsey replied. "I don't wanna end up with both my legs in traction which I imagine would have been that person's fate, had she found them."

"You would have gotten it worse though since you've been annoying me the whole damn day." Stevie said. "For you, it would have been a full body cast."

"Oh...so in order for me to live, you would have to nurse me and carry me around and basically be enslaved to me until I got better."

"Who said I wanted you to live?" Stevie said, looking back at them as they started to walk.

"Ooooo, in light of that statement, Mate, I think you should refrain from spitting on Stevie at all costs." Mick said.

"I will...unless I get somewhere where I can hide and spit on her from above." Lindsey replied, winking.

"You wouldn't be able to do that. We're connected, remember? Which means the moment the spit fell on me; I would know it in a second since I know you inside and out." Stevie said.

"I'll put food coloring in it then."

"Still, wouldn't work. I know you down to your DNA!"

Lindsey's eyes widened.

"What have you been doing? Collecting hair samples when I wasn't looking or something."

"Yup! And believe me, it's not problem getting a hair sample since I find it on everything. Sorry, Linds, but you shed like a cat."

"I do not!" Lindsey said, as Mick and John laughed.

"Yes, you do too. I'm always finding little black hairs in my food and who here has little black hairs, huh?"

"Sure you haven't been eating naked, and those are your pubic hairs?" Lindsey asked.

Stevie made a face as Mick and John collapsed against each other in hysterics.