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I would love to see Nicodranas. I want to meet Jester's mom, and see all the things that come from all over the world. I want to try new fruits, food, jewelry and clothes...

[ Molly loses himself in dreams for a moment, and then Fjord's question draws him back to the moment. He smiles and leans in for a little kiss. ]

Yeah. Somewhere where we can see our friends whenever we want but that's also ours.

[ He's apparently all aboard on this. How could he not? It is so exciting and new! ]

[ Marvelling at how easy it is to plan a life together, Fjord beams with a smile. ]

I love you so much.

[ As they descend to the ground he slips his hand into Molly's and gives it a squeeze, helping him off the ride with a hop. ]

What do you want to go on next? You pick!

I love you, too. [ He sighs happily, looking at the half-orc. ] I've spent enough time being scared. If I'm going to live I'm going to live to my absolute fullest, and that means you and me and wherever we go together. Adventures and exploring and living.

[ He kisses Fjord again as they step off. ]

I want to try a little over everything. How about the spinny things? They look like teacups, maybe Caduceus will like them.

Well, yes, that's the plan. First mate.

[ The teacups are weird as hell so he agrees immediately to get inside one, picking a cart the same colour as Molly with flowers patterned all over it.

It goes really fucking fast. Fjord wants to barf so badly when they get off, stumbling around. ]

Gods! Oh, fuck!

[ Molly is laughing his ass off when they get off the teacups, even if he had held on to Fjord hard enough to leave little clawmarks in the poor half-orc's arm. ]

That was amazing! So fast! How do they even do that?

I don't care, they're evil ...

[ He spots a food stall and his stomach rights itself to the smell of - ]

Hotdogs? They eat dogs here?

[ It's a survival thing usually, like Nott once said, and surprising to see. The diner sells burgers. ]

[ That makes Molly laugh again, and then he perks up as well at the scent of something cooked.

The name of it is... interesting, though. ]

Wait, I haven't even seen any dogs around. Cows, yeah, but not dogs.

[ Which might in one way make it true that it was made of dogs, but also... where would they get it from? He moves over to chat with the robot in charge of the stand. ]

Okay, okay. It's not dogs. It's just called that for some reason.

That's stupid, like saying we're eating hot ... halflings.

[ Snorting, he buys them one each and squirts ketchup and mayonnaise on his. It doesn't taste like a dog! ]

This is so good, holy shit. We need these back home!

[ He snorts at that and then picks a little of each topping before eating it. Molly's quickly beaming in joy as he tastes it. ]

Oh, we do! Sausages in bread and then the red stuff, the onions, the cucumber things... it should be possible!

Maybe we should live at the amusement park, babe.

[ Dog in hand, he slings an arm over Molly's shoulder to wander the rest of the grounds. ]

There's the Tunnel of Love ... Ooh, la, la, how about it?

Hah, we would never sleep!

[ Molly wanders with Fjord as they explore, a little happy hum on his lips and arms curled around his lover's waist.

When they see the Tunnel of Love (Molly squints at the name), he looks utterly charmed and curious. ]

Absolutely.

[ All loved-up, they are in the perfect mood for the next ride which looks kitschy as hell even before they get in the swan-shaped boat. Fjord can barely keep a straight face as he gives into the whole cheesy theme as cooing music and darkness descends, wrapping his arms around Molly.

In his ear, he stage-whispers, ]

You be the captain this time.

[ Molly is all smiles and laughs as they get into the boat, sitting up in the front to 'steer' when Fjord whispers about being the captain. His tail wraps around a thigh as they start the ride, and he presses his lips against a half-orc cheek. ]

Aye aye. I'll captain you in bed, too.

You always do, love.

[ He pets the tail around his thigh, settling behind so he can stay close enough to kiss Molly whenever the song gets too stupid or the twinkling lights too bright. By mid-way around, he's convinced he knows the real reason of the ride and it's to let couples get just flustered enough that they don't want to get off (the ride, anyway).

Kissing Molly deeply, a hand in his hair and the other rubbing his tail, Fjord hopes they have a couple of more minutes. ]

[ Molly laughs at the reply and then enjoys the ride with the silly stuff going on in it - obviously made to get people in the mood. Each of those little kisses makes him purr, and when it deepens and Fjord grabs at his tail, Molly turns to kiss him back happily.

It was a perfect place to make out, and the tiefling wants to take Fjord's breath away with every meeting of their lips and the way his hands slip under a nice shirt to rake through chest hair. ]

[ The boat isn't all that big, not with two grown men in it and one bigger than a human, the other with a tail. He bows Molly backwards as nails rake through his chest-hair and a low growl starts in the back of his throat ...

Then the bright sunlight is back and he looks up, swearing under his breath. ]

This is a bullshit ride.

[ The boat wiggles a bit as Molly climbs up more in Fjord's lap... and then the magic is broken as they reach the end of the ride.

He starts laughing as he hears Fjord displeasure and places another kiss on his nose. ]

It should have a make-out break in it! Wasted opportunity, honestly.

You'd need five rides in that thing to come off it satisfied.

[ He clears his throat and ... adjusts his pants as they head off the ride. ]

Okay, hot stuff, your turn. Fair warning, there's a dog inside me ready to say hi again.

[ That makes him laugh again and he gives a chaste cheek kiss as they get off. ]

Put a leash on that dog, love. Let's go see what that spinning thing over there is.

[ Molly points towards the carousel, as it seemed fairly calm compared to the things you apparently crashed together right next to it.

...he changes his mind about the 'calmer' when he sees the things people are riding, though. ]

Is that... statues of people?

... Woooow. Really.

[ Fjord is Unsure(TM) as they approach, looking at the figurines (loosely termed) to try and find one that won't look completely lewd to ride. ]

I have no idea which one to choose. Help?

Fucksville never ceases to surprise, does it?

[ Molly climbs up on one that looks like they're in the throes of orgasm and then pats the one behind him. ]

Try that one. Looks a little like a nude Essek.

If he ever knows I rode this he'll put my dick back in time.

[ The flattest look is given to the not-Essek statue as Fjord oh so gingerly swings a leg over its lap, trying to find a way to avoid the half-hard dick riding under his balls, holding onto its upraised arms. ]

Molly ... This is super weird, just so you know.

He will not. I'll make sure of that.

[ Somehow. ]

It definitely weird.

[ He then agrees, wiggling a bit on the statue. Just as he does, the carousel starts and it begins moving slightly up and down as they spin in a slow but steady circle. ]

What is this?

Whoa, okay! No sitting.

[ He uses the pedals to stand up, holding onto the pole and shaking his head. ]

This Essek-dildo is trying to fuck me and not in a fun consensual way!

[ Molly is laughing so hard it hurts, and then turns around fully to get off his orgasming person and go over to Fjord. ]

Yeah, let's get off. It would be nicer if they were like... seats.

[ It seemed nice and calm, but he's not about to be fucked by a statue. ]

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