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Part Two: Games

6 minutes later, Keefe stumbled out of the car, clutching his stomach. His face looked slightly green as he moaned, "That was a nightmare. Not feeling so great, Foster." Sophie smiled, though a bit sympathetically. "Give it a few moments to let the nausea get used to solid ground again." She led him over to the side, where he sank onto a bench and turned an even greener shade. Despite herself, Sophie giggled. "Well, I'm feeling great. Some of those high-pitched screams you made were awesome. Who knew you could do a soprano voice so well? And, oh, also, can you do that again? I think I want to make it my new ringtone. Ro's as well." Keefe massaged his head. "Don't you dare. I think we should convince Lady Cadence to ride that and compare it with her Houseboat of Doom ride to Ravagog. Any takers?" "Nope!" Sophie said cheerfully. "Come on, Keefe. If we spend the rest of the day slouching on the bench I will never forgive you. Besides, there are games." He perked up slightly. "What kind of games?" "I'll show you." Sophie dragged Keefe off the bench and acted as his crutch as she led him over to the first one she saw: a balloon-popping game. "How does this work?" Keefe asked, studying the rows of balloons pinned in circles on the board. "You throw darts at them," Sophie explained patiently, giving the ticket guy a ticket and receiving some darts in return. "And if you get enough you get a prize." He looked so adorably excited as he squealed, "I get a prize?!" "Yep. And I bet I'll get the most balloons." Keefe scoffed and looked like his old self again as he reached over and snatched a few darts from her hand. "Pfft, like that's going to happen." "Oh, it's ''on." ''Sophie's first dart went nowhere and she slugged Keefe when he snorted. His went somewhere-just not on a balloon. "This is harder than I imagined," he said, as his fifth dart sailed right past a balloon. "I say none of us wins." "Or I could ignore your voice and focus a little..." Sophie lined her dart up. It sailed through the air and went pop into a purple balloon. She pumped a fist in the air. "Ha! Take that!" Now motivated a little, Keefe grabbed more darts and lined them up. ''Pop! Pop! Pop! ''He pumped two fists in the air and did a little victory dance. "Three in a row! Beat that, Foster." The next few moments were mostly consumed by the sounds of their arguing and popping. Finally there were no more darts. The end score was: Sophie: 5. Keefe: 6. "Whopee! Told you I'd win!" Keefe proclaimed victoriously. Sophie admitted to defeat. "By one," she'd always insist later, when she recounted the events for her friends. "As the winner, I get to choose the prize we're taking," Keefe announced. He looked critically through the assortsment of stuffed animals. "Hmm, I still think Mrs. Stinkbottom beats them all," he said. "But I'll take the fluffy purple bear." the ticket guy handed them the fluffy purple teddy bear. "Aww, look how fluffy he is," Keefe said. "He can be... Mr. Fluffbutt." Sophie laughed. "You'll never change, Keefe." "I know," he said. He leaned down until their faces were an inch away. "It's one of the things you love about me." Then Keefe kissed her, a sweet kiss, but by far not their longest. When they finally pulled away, Sophie whispered back, "It is."

Yay, another one done! Hope you like it! '^w^'

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