The Difference Between Running and Living(part 12)

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The Difference Between Running and Living(part 12)

I fell asleep for a bit on the ride but when I woke up I saw big, run down mouse ears and a rusted metal sign saying, "Welcome to Disney World!" I smiled. Fun Ghoul would take me here. Typical.
"You up" He asked behind him as we pulled into the parking lot, forgetting about the car slots and placing the motorcycle in front of the opening door. I slid off the cycle and Fun did the same. We both took off our bags and put them next to the bike.
"I never thought it was possible to go to Disney without anyone here in broad daylight." I said and looked around. It was kinda creepy without little kids screaming and parents running around after them. Fun put an arm around my waist and walked us to the front door. A skeleton was there, with a name tag that said "Bruce". Fun walked up to him and asked to go in.
"Don't worry," He turned and said to me, "I know the guy." I laughed as Fun let me go in through the gate before him. Such a gentleman, I thought. He lead the way to the carosel and thats when our journey began.
Fun had the master keys to turn on all the rides and open up all the shops. We hit almost every ride, but I would not go on the roller coaster. I hate those things. We played the arcade games, Fun tried on the micky costume which I laughed at, and had a great time. For the first time, I had fun. We were there for hours and when the sun started to set, we thought about heading home.
"Come on," Fun said, leading me to a ice cream booth with pretzels and churros. "I'm hungry and I know you are too." He jumped over the counter and put on an employees micky had with ears. I almost died laughing. I grabbed a camera I found next to me and shot a picture.
"No flash please on my bad side." Fun laughed and shook head. I smiled.
"What would you like miss?" He asked getting a ice cream cone.
"Is that stuff still fresh?" I asked.
"Duh, it's magic remember? We're in Disney world! But yeah, it's good." He said seriously afterwards.
"I'll take oreo." I said, leaning on the counter. I grabbed the cone Fun handed me.
"Wait!" He yelled and poured a ton of whipped cream on it. I laughed and put some of it on his nose.
"No disrespecting the hat!" He yelled, pointing to the micky hat on his head. I just snapped another picture.
"Hey!" He yelled and pour whipped cream all over my face. I luaghed/screamed and grabbed the whipped cream can. I sprayed some in his mouth or the general direction of it. He started eating it as fast as he could so he could talk. I cracked up.
"Help!" He mumbled, flayling his arms. I leaned forward and licked some whipped cream off his cheek.
"Sexy." He stated and kept trying to finish the whipped cream. When he did we abandoned the ice cream and split a churro. We sat down on the bench and looked at the dream world around us. The now rusted, abandoned, dead dream world called Disney.
"I think I like it better this way." I said and took a bit at the churros. I love curros.
"I agree. But, I miss it when it was new. I remeber coming here with my dad, he was a drummer you know, and we would hit all the rides, tick off the micky mouse, and eat junk. God, I miss the old days." He sighed and looked around Disney world with sad eyes. I felt awful. I peck his cheek, but he naturally turned his head and pecked my mouth instead. I got the cocky grin from him afterward. I loved that grin.
"You cocky bastard." I said and leaned my head on his shoulder. He chuckled and rubbed my head. We stayed there for a while, him wondering about what life would be like with his dad around and me wondering about having a Dad and doing all the stuff normal parents would do with their kids.
I heard a horn beep outside the front door and saw a my red headed Party come out of a car. Fun sighed sadly, "Our fun, has come to an end." We both stood up and walked to Party. He gave a light smiled.
"Missile was worried." He stated and walked around the car to open the passenger door for me.
"Bull," I heard Fun whisper, I nugged him with my elbow and got in the passenger seat. Fun walked over and got back on the bike. He tossed the backpacks in the trunk of the car and road toward the diner on his bike. I smiled lightly at him out the window. That was the best day of my life, I thought. I'd have to thank him.
But I'd have to focus on whats at hand first. I turned to Party who was trying to get out of the parking lot.
"Sorry I had to break that up, but this is the time of night where the Dracs come, and Missile freaked out." He apologized and we were driving on the road.
"Did you ever go to Disney when you were little?" I asked, tired again.
"The one in Florida, yes. It was amazing. I went with Kobra and my grandmother. It truelly was the dream world come to life back then." He said sadly, I put my hand on his arm. He took my hand and kissed it. I smile and looked out the window. We drove home with our hands together. It was a quiet ride, but not the awkward quiet. We reached the Diner just as Fun was getting out of his Motorcycle. Missy ran out and gave me a hug, gurgling about how she was worried. I laughed a little and bent to pick her up. I hugged her and brought her inside. She fell asleep in my arms. I walked dwon the stairs, ignoring everyone else. I placed her on a bunk bed that I thought was hers and took off her boots and jacket. I pulled up the cover and kissed her fore head. I stood there for a bit, just looking at her. Her sweet little face having to go through all this. It wasn't fair. It really wasn't. I heard a cough at the door and saw Kobra.
"That's my bed you know." He said with a smile, not caring if it was his or not. I smiled back and gave him a tired hug.
"Sleep in hers. She's tired." I said and backed away from Kobra.
"Be careful of where you sleep." He whispered in my ear before heading to Missy's bed and taking off his jacket. I stood there stunned for a bit, then realized, Kobra, Jet, Show, and Misslie only slept in the bunks in that room. Dr. D praobably stayed with this radios. That left Fun and Party with their own rooms. I can't believe what a big deal this was but, it was. I turned around and asked Kobra, "Who?". He shrugged and turned in the bed. Thanks a lot Kobra, I thought.
This threesome thing, had to stop.