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Chapter 7: The Effects of Previously Eaten Baby Back RibsAfter spending an hour to eat lunch, it was around 1 o’clock. The Scoobies, all with very full stomachs collected their things and headed onwards slowly.
Xander walked with a bit of a hunch. “Oh boy…I think I ate to much.” He told them, holding his stomach.
Willow laughed lightly, “Aww, poor lil’ Xander. Guess you ate one-to-many baby back ribs.” Dawn snorted, instantly thinking of Austin Powers: The Spy Who Shagged Me.
Buffy rolled her eyes at her little sister, knowing exactly what she was thinking.
Tara looked at them, somewhat confused by the little outburst from Dawn, before shrugging and realizing that she really didn’t want to know.
They walked along, Xander moaning every once in a while, before Dawn veered away from the group.
“Dawn? Where ya going?” Buffy called. Dawn waved the group over and nodded towards the ride that was in front of them.
“Please tell me you’re joking,” Xander asked her looking at the ride she wanted to go on next. It was the Teacups. He clutched his stomach even tighter, as if it would somehow lessen the pain.
“Nope. I love this ride!” Dawn said. “Come on, you’re telling me you don’t?”
Xander shook his head, “Oh no, I do, I’d just rather leave my shirt clean for now, instead of having to change it due to the supreme barf that would get all over it. And I
really can’t stress how much I don’t want to see my lunch again, as good as it was.” He explained.
“Oh, don’t be such a baby,” Buffy smacked him lightly in the stomach, rolling her eyes. Xander doubled over and groaned loudly.
Realization dawned on Buffy, “Oh, sorry!” she cringed. Xander held up a hand and stood up, giving her a small smile that look much more like a grimace. “So kay.”
“If you guys don’t mind I think I’ll just sit out of this one,” he told them, slowly walking toward a bench that was nearby before Anya stepped in his way.
“Oh no you don’t mister.” She grabbed his arm and yanked him away from the bench, “You’re coming with us even if I have to get Buffy to carry you on!”
Buffy nodded, “And you know I will, Xand.”
Xander groaned, giving up. “Fine,” he huffed, before following them, hands still over his stomach.
As they waited in line, they decided who would be sitting where. Four people were able to sit in one teacup, so it was decided that Buffy and Dawn would sit in one, and Willow and Tara another. Anya and Xander, however, were a different story.
Anya shook her head, looking at Xander who was had turned a little green. “No way, I’m not sitting next to him!” she stepped away from them, over to Buffy and Dawn. “I’ll sit with you guys.” This meant that Willow and Tara were forced to share their teacup.
“Damn,” Willow mumbled under her breath.
The time finally came where they were all allowed to go on the floor and find their teacups. Buffy, Dawn, and Anya claimed one in the middle of the floor, while Willow, Tara, and Xander clambered into one right next to it.
As the ride began, Dawn, Buffy, and Anya looked like they were having a grand ol’ time, while Willow and Tara were doing the best the could to stay out of Xander’s line of fire if he all of a sudden blew.
He looked as if he was trying very hard not to throw up on the two witches, whom had both scooted as far away as possible from him.
Tara looked worriedly over to Willow, “M-maybe it wasn’t such a good idea that we went on this…particular ride.” She gulped as she saw Xander swallow hard, trying to keep his lunch at bay. “Oh boy…”
The teacups, which were spinning around and around, had begun to make Willow feel slightly dizzy and she leaned into Tara. “Uuuuh,” she moaned, “I think your right.” She closed her eyes, trying to stop the blurs that were coming from all angles. Willow buried her face into the crook of Tara’s neck, hoping to lessen the headache she had gotten from all the blurs as the spun faster and faster. She looked up at a particularly loud moan from Xander and realized that he must feel at least ten times worse than her.
As the ride finally slowed, Tara was looking quite terrified. Both people in her compartment looked particularly sick, and she for one, did not want to get thrown up on. Willow placed her head back into Tara’s neck until the ride had come to a complete stop. Buffy’s teacup passed theirs and Tara saw that all three people looked completely unfazed.
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“Oh my God, you guys look at Tara!” Dawn pointed out as they passed Tara’s teacup when the ride finally slowed. She had a look on her face of complete misery mixed with concern. Anya laughed.
“Oh, poor Tara!” Buffy said, chuckling. “I wish we had Xander’s camera! That would make such a great shot!”
Dawn grinned hugely and reached in her pocket. “You mean this one?”
Buffy’s eyes widened for a moment before grinning widely and yanking the camera out of Dawn’s hands. She made sure the flash was on before raising it to her eye, poised, waiting for their teacups to pass again so she could get the perfect shot. It was a good thing the teacups were slowing down; otherwise when she took the picture, it would have surly been one big blur. Tara’s teacup came from the left side of theirs and turned at the perfect angle and Buffy took the picture.
It had Tara looking completely miserable, with Willow’s face buried into her neck, eyes scrunched up tightly. Xander was looking particularly sick, looking so green he could have been confused with ripe lettuce. It looked as if he was trying very hard to keep his previously eaten baby back ribs in his stomach for at least a few more minutes until he could get off the ride and find a bathroom…or a nice bush.
Tara looked up wearily when a flash of bright light obscured her vision, causing her to blink a few times to clear the stars from flashing in her eyes. She saw the camera Buffy was holding and glared at her, sticking her tongue out. Buffy returned the gesture playfully and handed the camera back to Dawn.
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“Uuugh!” Willow moaned again as their teacup jerked to a stop. She looked up from Tara’s shoulder. “Everything’s all spin-y.” She said, blinking.
“Aww, my poor baby.” Tara kissed her forehead and helped her out of the teacup door, which had been opened by Xander as soon as the ride had stopped. Tara had seen him fumble with the lock momentarily before putting both hands over his mouth and bolting from the ride to the nearest bathroom, which, luckily for him had been right next to the ride.
Tara took Willow’s shaky hand and escorted her slowly out of the teacup and out the exit, to where Buffy, Dawn, and Anya were waiting for them.
“Where’s Xander?” Dawn asked.
“Bathroom,” Anya answered. She too had seen him run to the bathroom.
“Oh.”
Willow groaned, leaning on Tara. Buffy trotted over to them and helped Tara guide Willow over to a bench.
“Ride getcha sick Will?” Buffy questioned.
Willow nodded, “Dizzy …” She blinked a few more times. After a few more seconds, the dizziness slowly left.
Tara leaned over and kissed Willow’s forehead, letting her lips linger for a few seconds. “Oh, honey.”
Willow sat a few more moments before finally getting up, shaking her head. “Okay, all gone.” She said grinning happily as she heard Tara breath a sigh of relief. She instantly interlocked hands with her lover.
“Good,” Buffy nodded. “Now, lets go collect barf-boy from the bathrooms.” And with a flip of her hair, she began heading towards the bathrooms.
TBC...