"Oh, Allie can have my share," the man called Erskine said, a bright smile beamed in Allie's direction. "Looks like she needs it more than I do, anyway."
He would have been right, too, if Allie didn't suddenly look inexplicably healthier than she had in years. The sun, Barney decided. It had to be a trick of the sunlight, making her face glow like that. The sun combined with the wild grin she still hadn't given up.
Erskine cleared his throat and looked back towards Barney. "If no one else is going to ask for the wheelchair, can I have it?"
Skull shook his head with a mournful look. "Growing lazy, Reveller. Not an attractive trait in an Elder."
"Who said anything about being lazy?" Erskine gently but firmly took the wheelchair away from Barney, having apparently decided not to wait for an answer, and started rolling it along in front of him. "Some of these rides are downright highway robbery. Six tickets just for one go on the roller coaster? I don't even know where you get tickets, let alone six of them. No, I was thinking when Allie gets tired of being taller than the rest of us, I could give her a little private roller coaster ride for free. And in the meantime, I look incredibly helpful. Win-win situation."
"I never get tired of being taller than the rest of you," Skull pointed out. "I doubt Allie will."
"And tickets are at the front entrance," Valerie informed Erskine right on Skull's heels. "10 cents per roll of five. Still think it's highway robbery?"
Erskine hesitated. "Alright, maybe not the rides. But the arcade games certainly are. I vote we steer clear of them. Where are the bumper cars?"
"You need tickets first!"
Barney started at the feel of a hand on his shoulder. It wasn't until he spun to see Ghastly, a concerned look in the bald man's eyes, that he realised he was probably quite ashen-faced. "Are you alright?"
Barney shook his head to try and clear the cloud that seemed to be settling over it. "Hm?"
"You sent your nurse away, and you look like you've seen a ghost."
"Oh. Oh, no, I just... who are you people? And don't try to tell me you're all carnie folk. Something's going on here."
The last part he directed at the rest of the group, voice raised to be heard over the din, launching straight into the question before he could lose the nerve he was working so hard on building up.
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He would have been right, too, if Allie didn't suddenly look inexplicably healthier than she had in years. The sun, Barney decided. It had to be a trick of the sunlight, making her face glow like that. The sun combined with the wild grin she still hadn't given up.
Erskine cleared his throat and looked back towards Barney. "If no one else is going to ask for the wheelchair, can I have it?"
Skull shook his head with a mournful look. "Growing lazy, Reveller. Not an attractive trait in an Elder."
"Who said anything about being lazy?" Erskine gently but firmly took the wheelchair away from Barney, having apparently decided not to wait for an answer, and started rolling it along in front of him. "Some of these rides are downright highway robbery. Six tickets just for one go on the roller coaster? I don't even know where you get tickets, let alone six of them. No, I was thinking when Allie gets tired of being taller than the rest of us, I could give her a little private roller coaster ride for free. And in the meantime, I look incredibly helpful. Win-win situation."
"I never get tired of being taller than the rest of you," Skull pointed out. "I doubt Allie will."
"And tickets are at the front entrance," Valerie informed Erskine right on Skull's heels. "10 cents per roll of five. Still think it's highway robbery?"
Erskine hesitated. "Alright, maybe not the rides. But the arcade games certainly are. I vote we steer clear of them. Where are the bumper cars?"
"You need tickets first!"
Barney started at the feel of a hand on his shoulder. It wasn't until he spun to see Ghastly, a concerned look in the bald man's eyes, that he realised he was probably quite ashen-faced. "Are you alright?"
Barney shook his head to try and clear the cloud that seemed to be settling over it. "Hm?"
"You sent your nurse away, and you look like you've seen a ghost."
"Oh. Oh, no, I just... who are you people? And don't try to tell me you're all carnie folk. Something's going on here."
The last part he directed at the rest of the group, voice raised to be heard over the din, launching straight into the question before he could lose the nerve he was working so hard on building up.