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At this, Wm interjects:
I don't care where we stop, just so long as I can wander around there.
He then goes back to listening to Tales.
"Here you go!" says Bluethorn, handing two apples to Puma. He then gently scritches Smooth Boi behind the ears. "I'm up for stopping anywhere," he tells Taco.
Smooth Boi purrs and nuzzles Bluethorn. "Thank you!" says Puma as he starts searching through his suitcase.
Edited by DrNoPuma on Feb 17th 2020 at 7:43:45 AM
"Ooh, I wanna go to the world's largest rubber band ball!"
"Good choice Puma, it happens to be right here!"
Taco points to the right, where the large, shadowy, looming amusement park, every child's favorite, the Definitely-Not-An-Evil-Deathtrap-Filled-Amusement-Park.
Taco parks under a spotlight with a sign reading "X6".
"Alright gang, remember where we parked," Taco says, as he retracts the key, allowing the car to roar to a demise, before he gets out, starting a walk toward the park.
Man, for a beat-up old minivan, this thing can really drive. Seems like we just left like, 15 minutes ago, and we've already arrived at Ominous-Name-Whatsitcalled Park. I'll have to speak to your mechanic sometime, Taco. Wm muses out loud.
He then gets out of the car and, true to his word, starts aimlessly wandering the parking lot.
"Oh he's just great, you've gotta meet him."
"Is it Tropes?"
Waiting at the entrance of the amusement park is someone in a reindeer mascot costume peddling overpriced merchandise.
“Howdy, boys and girls! Welcome to Definitely-Not-An-Evil-Deathtrap-Filled-Amusement-Park! I’m your host, Ricky Reindeer! Would you like to purchase some products?”
"I would like to purchase some products." stated Fury, wallet in hand, as he approached the vendor from behind.
"Ooh, what have you got?" Bluethorn asks Ricky.
"I'd like to purchase some products!" shouts Custard, who was actually smuggling herself in a suitcase this whole time. "Like to stretch my legs, too... and my back... and the rest of my body... ow..."
Wm, upon seeing the grotesquely overpriced desk fillers that this park calls merchandise, decides to have some fun with Ricky. He walks up to Ricky, looks them dead in the eye, and asks, completely deadpan...
How much for the park?
“Well you see, we’ve got t-shirts, only $59.99! Ricky plush, only $79.99! What a bargain- heh?”
He freezes and stares. “The whole park? It’s ah, it’s priceless. You can’t buy it. I can’t sell it to you, I’m just a minimum wage paid teenager.”
"The plushies are cute. I'll take ten. And your costume, too."
Fury produces nine hundred dollars worth of cash out of his wallet. Some of the bills are stained with something... red. Definitely not blood. No siree.
Taco walks up behind Wm. “Nonsense! I’m sure we can figure out something!” he retorts to the teenage clerk.
Ricky takes the bloodstained money and hands a bag of stuffed reindeer. “Definitely-Not-An-Evil-Deathtrap-Filled-Amusement-Park is not liable for any deaths or injuries caused by its products blah blah enjoy please come again.”
He turns around. “You. I can’t sell you the park, dude. You’ll have to ask Boss.”
“Well, where’s Boss?”
Presumably in an office complex onsite, my guess.
"I want your costume too." insisted Fury, drawing another $100 dollar bill from his way too thin wallet. This one is partially torn and smells like bleach.
Edited by ArmoredFury on Feb 17th 2020 at 9:01:54 PM
"Do you have any cat accessories?" says Puma, holding up his cat. Smooth Boi meows.
“Hold on. I recall, in a life long past, that we need to attach a rocket engine to the car to make it go fast.”
“Quiet specter. We’re not driving right now.”
“I have a $129.99 cat collar for cats. Very good bargain. And no! I cannot sell my costume! I mean, what costume? I am really an anthropomorphic cartoon reindeer character.....”
Ricky buries his face in his arms and starts sobbing.
Wm, suddenly in a sympathetic mood, turns to Taco and says...
Y'know, I think we've hassled the poor guy long enough. How 'bout we go looking for Boss ourselves?
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