[ keith casts an uncertain glance from shiro to the carousel. easy to see why shiro chose not to finish that thought. aside from being painted in garish colors, the carousel is a disturbing mass of cocks slowly thrusting up and down to off-ky music. the whole thing might've been less jarring if there weren't the occasional unicorn because they open up a whole slew of other questions keith doesn't want in his head. did the porn aliens steal a carousel from another reality and neglect to finish converting the ride into some phallic eyesore? or were the unicorns put there to satisfy some uh.... kink.
keith's expression scrunches with a shudder as he abruptly swivels his gaze back to shiro, arms clutching a little tighter around his plush as he nods in vigorous agreement. ]
.... Yeah, let's skip the carousel.
[ granted, the visual absurdity of watching shiro cling to a giant dick might actually be kinda amusing, but not enough that the public spectacle would be worth. it's a thought that might warrant some unpacking, really. a private dick riding is okay, but not a public one? he blushes, looking down at his feet as he starts heading down the fork to the absolutely correctly advertised fun house. silence holds for a few beats until he decides the closest thing to a "proper date" they're likely to have while held prisoner shouldn't be spent feeling awkward. ]
Hey, Shiro? After this, let's go back?
[ it's the mildest way keith can think of putting it. the park itself isn't crowded by any means, but there's an atmosphere about's the opposite of the peace and quiet that he prefers to spend his time in. heh. not that going back today of all days is going to be spent quietly, but that's a prospect that's both nerve wracking and exciting? keith still hasn't quite settled on which.
what's less ambiguous is that once they walk a few more yards, the fun house comes into much clearer view.
ah. so perhaps this is why so many kids have a fear of clowns???? ]
oh. okay then c:
keith's expression scrunches with a shudder as he abruptly swivels his gaze back to shiro, arms clutching a little tighter around his plush as he nods in vigorous agreement. ]
.... Yeah, let's skip the carousel.
[ granted, the visual absurdity of watching shiro cling to a giant dick might actually be kinda amusing, but not enough that the public spectacle would be worth. it's a thought that might warrant some unpacking, really. a private dick riding is okay, but not a public one? he blushes, looking down at his feet as he starts heading down the fork to the absolutely correctly advertised fun house. silence holds for a few beats until he decides the closest thing to a "proper date" they're likely to have while held prisoner shouldn't be spent feeling awkward. ]
Hey, Shiro? After this, let's go back?
[ it's the mildest way keith can think of putting it. the park itself isn't crowded by any means, but there's an atmosphere about's the opposite of the peace and quiet that he prefers to spend his time in. heh. not that going back today of all days is going to be spent quietly, but that's a prospect that's both nerve wracking and exciting? keith still hasn't quite settled on which.
what's less ambiguous is that once they walk a few more yards, the fun house comes into much clearer view.
ah. so perhaps this is why so many kids have a fear of clowns???? ]