Emily and Sarah exchanged a cute nod, their eyes filled with determination, as they looked at the giant wheel spinning in the air.
“We’re ready,” They both nodded.
Noah walked with them over to the line, their little hands clinging to his as they looked up.
“Brother, I’m scared!”
“Em, what happened to all the big talk from earlier.” Noah teased her, with a light smile on his face.
“Hmph! I was just joking. Watch me!” She replied, with puffed cheeks.
Sarah at the side giggled.
As they took their seats, Emily clutched Noah’s arm tightly, her eyes glued to the view as the wheel began to lift them higher into the air.
Sarah let out a nervous giggle, gripping the handlebar tightly.
The city slowly zoomed out beneath them.
“Look, Sarah!” Emily pointed, with an excited tone.
“We’re flying!”
Sarah laughed, her nerves dissipating. “It’s like we’re birds!” she whispered, clutching Noah’s sleeve.
“Birds, huh?” Noah smiled, his gaze softening.
After they hopped off the Ferris wheel, Emily tugged on his arm, pointing toward the bumper cars with an excited gleam in her eyes.
“Can we do that one next?” she asked, eyes pleading.
“Bumper cars?” Noah chuckled, eyeing the small vehicles buzzing around the arena. “Are you sure? I might be too fast for you.”
“Oh no!” Sarah grinned, glancing at Emily. “We’ll beat you, right, Emily?”
“Yeah!” Emily chimed in, wanting to get revenge for his remark earlier. “We’ll knock you out, brother!”
They split into two teams, Emily and Sarah climbing into one car, while Noah took the one next to them.
The moment the cars moved, the girls let out squeals of laughter, dodging Noah’s attempts to bump into them.
They circled around him, their giggles filling the air each time they evaded his approach.
“Too slow, big brother!” Emily taunted, steering wildly as Sarah cheered her on.
“Oh, you think you’re safe?” Noah shot back with a playful grin.
He swerved his car, closing in on them, and gently bumped into their side.
The girls erupted into laughter, clutching each other as their car spun slightly from the impact.
“Again, again!” Sarah cried her voice a mixture of excitement and challenge.
The bumper cars finally slowed, and as they climbed out, the girls were breathless from laughing, their faces flushed from the action.
Next, they wandered over to the carousel, where Emily’s eyes sparkled at the sight of the cute horses.
She pointed to one with a golden mane and said, “That’s my horse! Look how pretty it is!”
Sarah picked a horse with silver trimmings, and Noah stood nearby, cheering them on.
As the carousel began to turn, the girls waved at him each time they circled back, their faces almost glowing from happiness.
“Look, Brother! I’m a princess!” Emily called out, her voice carrying over the cheerful music.
“No, you’re a queen!” Noah replied.
Emily grinned, straightening her imaginary crown, while Sarah laughed.
Afterwards, they made their way to a game booth where plush toys of all shapes hung as prizes.
The girls were instantly drawn to the stuffed animals, their eyes alight with the possibility of winning.
“Can we try, Brother?” Emily asked, tugging on his sleeve with a hopeful look.
Noah smiled, pulling out some tokens. “Let’s do it. What do you two want to win?”
Sarah pointed to a large panda bear, her eyes filled with excitement, while Emily pointed at a unicorn with a rainbow mane.
Noah approached the game booth with Emily and Sarah with him, their eyes on the grand prize.
The massive panda bear, it was the kind of toy that made every kid stare in anticipation, and every parent groan ready for their defeat as these types of games were usually a scam.
Noah was different. Whether it was a scam or a real game he will get.
He took a deep breath, steadied his aim, and with a smooth flick of his wrist, launched the ball right into the centre.
A perfect hit. The bottles clattered to the ground.
“Congratulations!” the booth owner called out, a bit too enthusiastically, quickly realizing his mistake.
“Wait, did he really just…?”
People nearby began murmuring, watching in awe.
“Look at that aim!” one man whispered.
“Sigh! If only my husband could aim like that in the toilet, the seat would be clean.” a woman muttered, as the crowd giggled at her joke.
The booth owner hesitated, watching Noah with a wary eye as he collected the first giant plush for Sarah.
She hugged it close, grinning from ear to ear. Noah gave a reassuring nod to Emily, who gazed at the remaining unicorn with a rainbow mane with hope sparkling in her eyes.
“Alright,” Noah said, preparing to throw again. The booth owner swallowed nervously.
“Okay, it was just luck. He can’t possibly do it twice.”
Noah lined up his second throw, his eyes fixed on the target.
With another perfect flick of his wrist, the ball sailed through the air and struck dead centre yet again.
The bottles clattered down once again.
Cheers erupted from the growing crowd.
The little girl watching beside her brother looked up at him with a sigh.
“Why can’t you be as cool as him?”
The boy, clearly offended, looked at her with sad eyes.
“Hey! I’M ONLY SEVEN!”
The girl raised her eyebrow, unconvinced. “Excuses,” she muttered with a sigh, rolling her eyes.
Meanwhile, Noah accepted the second giant toy, handing it to Emily, who was practically bouncing with joy.
“Thank you!” she squeaked, clutching the toy as if it were the most precious treasure in the world.
People whispered as they walked away, recounting the legend of the “Panda-slayer” who had somehow managed to get the top prizes with 100% accuracy.
The booth owner was left shaking his head, muttering.
“I’m never letting someone with an arm like that near my booth again.”
As the sky darkened, Noah glanced down at the girls, who were both hugging their toys.
“Alright, girls, are you hungry?” he asked. They nodded enthusiastically.
“Fish and chips?” he suggested with a grin.
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