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Hel would be making b***h eyes for quite some time.

The ghoul sighed. “No, thank you, I suppose…” The reaper now held her sticks like some kind of mutant out of a comic book, three in each hand and held between her knuckles. She looked over at Mot as he went ahead and good a bite first, blinking as he actually seemed to be enjoying food. Encouraged, the reaper went ahead and took a bit bite out of one of her sticks.

“…Mmmm is right…these are delicious.” Needless to say, Hel was quiet for the time being as she ate.

Mot finished his three, Hel had finished her six, and she was tossing her sticks away as well as they approached the amusement park. Much like the cowboil, the reaper was looking around with a scrutinizing expression at all the rides and such. “…This is my first time to an amusement park.” The ghoul announced. While she had interest in only riding the Ferris Wheel…she knew she couldn’t expect Mot to go only for that…

“…Uh…if there is something you want to ride just uh…say so, ya?”

“Ah…I just want to ride the Ferris Wheel, Mot…and it seems a shame to simply come here for that so…really, if there is something you want to do, you let me know…”

The ghoul perked up as he mentioned games. “Oh ya? Sharpshooter games, huh…? How about you show me some of your sharpshooter games?” The ghoul smiled up at him, and nudged him with an elbow. “Show me some of the precision aim, cowboil.” She grinned. “Like when you snipped a valkyrie and a Viking at a wedding like a pro.”

The reaper followed after him, holding onto his hand securely as he led her to the games. She was smiling, looking around at all the scarelings who were gathered around, and even the teenagers like themselves, the boils trying to impress their ghouls. Hel stood close to Mot as they approached one game in particular, but kept enough distance as to not disrupt his shooting. She smiled as she watched him, because he looked so sure of himself at the moment, and it was really endearing. She glanced as he managed to clip of the targets, but more or less nailed the other two, and she clapped for him enthusiastically as she laughed.

“That was amazing!” She cried. “You really owned that, Mot!” Hel paused though, and blinked as the carni said ‘for the lady friend’ and pointed at her self questioningly before looking down at the plush. Oh…uh…She took it, but then held it out to Mot. “…But this is your prize for victory, ya? We were the one who earned it, after all!”

“Won it….for…me?” Hel echoed, now staring down at the plush with wide eyes and an awed look. Sure, it was just a small carnival plush won through a rigged game…but the fact that Mot had earned it for her gave it so much more meaning. It had a strong memory attached to it now. No boil ever did something like this for her before…

The reaper smiled widely now as she stared at it, holding it firmly in her grasp, and looked up at Mot with a grateful smile that touched her eyes. “Thank you!” She cried. “I love it!" She then bounded over to the cowboil and her free hand reached into his pocket for one of his hands. Holding into it tightly, she was then content to drag him away from the games, looking at her plush very fondly until she stopped in front of a ride that played this chime-like music. Hel blinked and looked up, seeing a large, frightfully beautiful carousel with beautifully carved and painted eponies for the scarelings to ride that went up and down as the carousel went around.

Hel stared at it wide eyed for a moment before an odd, wide smile pulled at Hel’s lips and she looked up at Mot, pointing at it questioningly.

Mot humoring her to ride the carousel? Awesome. The reaper securely tucked the plush into her pocket, patting it fondly before she led Mot up to the line that was rapidly filing into the carousel area. She pulled the grim behind her, circling around the large carousel for the perfect epony until she pulled him towards one. Hel let go of his hand and immediately climbed onto a large, muscular looking epony that had feathering around its painted hooves and was black in color.

“This one.” Hel announced as her hands held onto the pole and she leaned towards the cowboil with a wide grin.

Hel laughed as Mot lightly head butted her, and watched as she claimed the Epony next to her. She eyed the steed, and then she eyed him and tried to keep a straight face. She failed. Hel snorted with amusement, and then as the ride finally just started, she just enjoyed the breeze that came with going around, the music, and the motions of riding the epony. She had a smile on her face the entire time.

After that ride, the reaper felt a bit more adventurous. Over all though, she seemed rather wary of the rides, though she didn’t want to be called a coward by any means. She rode the swings, a drop tower (that one really rattled her, as much as she tried to assure the grim otherwise), and a plethora of others before they finally made it to their prize for the day. The Ferris Wheel.

Once again, the wingless valkyrie had hesitated as she stared up at the large ride. That was a ******** long way up to go without wings. A frown had pulled at her lips, and she had squeezed Mot’s hand tightly before stomping determinedly up to the line. Finally, they were ushered into their own compartment, and the reaper couldn’t help but sit a bit tensely in her seat across from Mot as she stared at the window as they slowly rose into the air in a sweep.

Hel had, oddly enough, bought a picture of them from the top of the drop tower. It was charming…despite the slightly horrified expressions each of them were sporting. That picture was safely tucked into her top pocket as well.

She had been about to start wringing her hands on her bloomers until Mot’s larger ones enclosed her own. Hel startled a bit, snapping her gaze over to the cowboil, and she was about to dismiss the concern, about to say that there was nothing wrong…but she’d be lying. Hel frowned, staring down at their hands as she shifted uncomfortably. She spoke lowly. “…Heights never bothered me before. It was never a concern.” She murmured. “…Now though?” She glowered, glancing out the window. “…I am reminded that I am…helpless if I fall.”