Being part animal that doesn't eat meat is not easy. You don't realize how many delicious kinds of food are out in this world until you find out meat is involved. Gosh I miss meat. Tofu isn't the same. It honestly, truly isn't. I remember those fried alligator bites. The taste was quite unique, but pretty good. This is fair food and fair food isn't always the greatest thing in the world. He really should try alligator somewhere else, like grilled alligator...that would be better. A grilled alligator filet with Cajun spices, ugh, why did I have to turn into a god damn horse? At least I can eat the funnel cake. Using a plastic fork I happily dig into my own plate of funnel cake, because I have no desire to have powdered sugar on my fingers. There are lots of odd foods people have found ways to fry like ice cream and coffee. I have no idea what would possess a person to think fried coffee or ice cream sounds good, it sounds completely odd. Honestly, a madman would have to think of such thing. With a shrug of my shoulders I reply quite candidly.
"Hell if I know, but I've seen it for sale at other fairs and watch people eat it."
Even though I have more experience than Tetradore going to fairs that doesn't mean I know everything about them. Some foods are meant to be fried and some foods are not. Now that we're entering in the early afternoon we only had two other things to do. We could either go on the water park rides or spend a lot of money on games. Honestly, I really don't want to go on the wet rides. That means I have to walk around the park soaking wet and the thought of getting in my car to drive us back in half-wet clothes does not sound appealing at all. He is a male and what do all males love? Competition. They won't admit, but they do. If anyone had to make a list of the top 10 thinks males likes I would say competition is on that list. Maybe not at the top, but it's on there. His agreement to playing the games made me sigh in relief internally, thank God. Finishing up our meals I help grab our trash and carry it over to the bin to throw away. Heading on over towards the game area I eye some of the games, some are interesting and some are not. Hell, some are obviously rigged. As Tetradore stopped in front of a booth where you can throw some darts, I fold my arms and mutter quite softly while the carny walks away to grab some darts.
"Keep in mind you're going to lose some a lot of money."
When the carny comes back with the colorful darts I watch Tetradore pick them up and start to throw them at the wall full of colored balloons. He kept doing pretty well, but when the final dart mattered he missed. After a few minutes went by I offered to help out, taking the darts and popping some balloons. But hell, even I couldn't do it on the third try. With a very soft sigh I shake my head and stop trying after a few times. Leaving Tetradore to play with his darts I happily head over to try my luck with another game. Sliding over to my stool I hand over some cash and look up at the horses with their numbers on their side. Point of this game seemed easy enough. You have to roll the ball to fall into one of the holes. Depending upon the hole that ball falls into your horse can go forward slow, fast, or very fast. First horse that gets to the other side wins. This game can't be rigged right? Apparently not. Each person ended up being a winner and I was happily one of them. Heading back over to Tetradore with a little tiger in my hand I can tell that he still hasn't one when he continued to throw his darts. Coming back over to stand next to him, I watch as he aims and throws the darts. Looking over at the carny I can see him just standing to the side in the corner, just staring only at the darts and not Tetradore. As Tetradore went for the next round, right before he aims on the third try I sneakily cause the carny to lose his ability to see, and cause a little bit of a pain sensation crawl up his leg. Hearing the sound of a balloon popping, I smile as I stop the pain and return his eyesight back to him. While the carny grumbly gives Tetradore the large stuffed lion, I smile up at the Alpha all innocent like.
"Congrats on getting the lion, I'm sure your friend will enjoy it! I guess I ought to get you home before your business opens, yea?"
Every Were knows of the Ark. Hell, I've been in it and I took part of the fighting ring once, only once. It was an odd experience, nothing like the one where I had to help Alexander handle a rhino in the rain. Now that I'm learning how to be a cavalry horse it's quite interesting. I think I won't look like an idiot if I tried fighting in the ring again, but tonight I have no interest to try. We each one a prize and now if Tetradore ever played the 'Never Have I Ever' game, he can drink when someone asks if he ate funnel cake or rode a roller coaster. Eventually we exited the park and made our way to my car. Placing the little tiger on the console I turn the car on and once Tetradore slides in I encourage the vehicle forward and take us all the way back over to his home. Easing the car up towards the docks, I unlock the door to let him out giving him a small smile as he exited the car with the large stuffed lion.
"Well, I hope you had a pretty good day, thank you for tagging along with me! Wh don't you go on ahead and take the little tiger too, this way you have two toys for your friend."
Taking the tiger I gently toss it through the passenger window for him to catch. With a wave I move my car forward and move out of the West District, pondering what I'll do next with my time off.
Now I'm Unbreakable, It's Unmistakable