"Ready to lose, Lee?" Frances smugly said grabbing a water gun. Their first stop was at a nearby booth where the objective was to inflate the clown's balloon with water guns.
Alfred snorted, already aiming his gun, "In your dreams." Frances did the same and then the bell rang, right away, they pressed the buttons in their own guns and started to shot water in the indicated place. Frances pushed Alfred's gun to the side to make him miss the spot and so she could win and he shouted outraged, "HEY!"
He turned his gun towards her and wet her shirt. "GAH! LEE!" She shouted back and did the same. They soaked each other and neither of them won anything, only angry and annoyed glances from the owner of the booth and nearby costumers who got slightly wet.
"Hey, that one" Alfred said pointing to the Hammer.
Frances scoffed "What? Trying to inflate your ego?"
"Shut up" He seriously said rolling his eyes and feeling slightly embarrassed, as he heads towards the game, but it only caused her to chuckle at his reaction.
He grabbed the hammed and pushed it over his shoulder, "Careful not to hurt your delicate hands, love" Frances mocked in the same tone he used with her earlier that day, and didn't even try to hide how sure she was he would fail that game. Alfred raised the hammer above his head with a huff and hit the base of the display as strongly as he could. The metal pin flew up right away and hit the bell, making many colorful lights switch on around the machine and some people around clapped.
Alfred bowed to his crowd and Frances looked at him in shock as he smirked at her, "What is that, Laurens? Surprised much?"
"Actually yea, I never thought these noodle arms could even lift the damn hammer," She mocked pinching his arm and Alfred rolled his eyes as he pushed his arm away from her.
"Well, I am the soccer team captain for a reason, right?" He said with pondering between the prizes he could choose until he pointed at a big Scooby-Doo plushie.
"That means nothing," Frances replied, not even slightly convinced by his argument.
"Of course it does!" He exclaimed as the woman handed him his prize.
"Whatever you say, stupid" She rolled her eyes and they stood there for a couple of seconds, Alfred looking down at his new plushie then back up at Frances. She noticed it and cocked an eyebrow, "You better not be thinking in giving me this thing."
"Whaaaat~?" He said copying Scooby-Doo's voice, even doing his final characteristic laugh after it. Frances guffawed and covered her mouth right after with wide eyes. She would always try to control her laugh; because it was too loud and comical, she hated the sound of it and honestly thought it sounded ugly.
"Ooh~ Miss Toughie has sense of humor then?" Alfred chuckled, spinning the plushie on his hands as he smirked.
"Shut up!" She simply said and started walking again.
They decided to try one last game, Skee Ball. There was a bunch of tracks and the two positioned side by side, their hands already in place just waiting for the balls to fall and start throwing them right away.
"You're not scared, Laurens?"
"And why should I?" Frances sharply replied.
"You already saw my strength back then. Are you sure that wanna compete with me?"
"Strength doesn't mean anything in this game, idiot," She said and the little gate opened, letting all the balls fall in their hands and they started to frantically push them up the ramp. Alfred groaned every time his ball would hit the center hole but fall to the lower one. When the time was finally over, Frances' score was way higher than Alfred's and she cheered, pumping her fists into the air "HA! IN OUR FAACE!"
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