Geoff moved through the forest, anger pulsing through him. How dare Otto tell him what to do, let alone what was good for him. Otto could barely take care of himself, how could he know what Geoff needed?
He stomped through the dead leaves, watching as the trees opened up to a clearing
He glanced around, the moon illuminating the area in front of him. It was a fairground, and an abandon one at that. He stepped forward slowly, his anger momentarily forgotten as he gazed at the abandon rides and games around him. Ripped stuffed animals and fallen papers littered the ground.
He moved forward, glancing around. Moonlight reflected off the rusted metal rides, as he looked around. There was a rusted ferris wheel, and semi-Well kept bumper cars. He smiled, gazing around. It was beautiful, in an ominous and horrible way.
Light shined from a corner he just noticed. The carousel. He moved towards it, wonder coursing through his head. Why was it the only one still on? How was it so well preserved?
The answer to these questions became clear as he stopped in front of it. A boy with purple hair leaned against one of the horses, his legs wrapped around it's stomach, his eyes closed as his face leaned against the post.
So I got this idea while I was at the fair with my best friend caligaze. So yeah ig
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Fanfiction"What is this place?" "this is my playground" A story in which Awsten loves a fairground, and Geoff loves Awsten
