Salty | I predict a riot.

[Rusty McConaughey]

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Rusty stood beside Sally and tugged at his shorts, pulling them down a bit so they were hanging below his knees and showing off the backside of his boxers. Classy, I know. Once satisfied, he straightened up and hooked his thumbs on the straps of his backpack, looking ahead at the park. "Dude I'm starving," he said, dropping a hand to pat his stomach. Doing so, he tightened his abs and punched himself. "Rahhhh," he roared, then turned to Sally.

"Dude. Punch 'em. Do it," he said, pointing to his stomach as he waited for the punch and turned his head to look at the crowd. He was surprised to see that there were others here his age. He really didn't think he'd see any other teens. But alas, there was a good handful. A couple of whom he knew. He didn't blame them, though; it was a really nice day out so there was no doubt he'd be seeing more of his classmates.

"Can we do funnel cake? I fuckin' love funnel cake," he said after a few minutes, sounding quite like a child as he started to bounce, or almost vibrate, up and down without moving his feet. Amusement parks really got Rusty going.

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After entering the park, Rusty giggled. "You mean we can't have a romantic funnel cake meal?" he teased, pouting like a puppy with big eyes as he turned and put his hand on her shoulder. "I see how it is. I don't love you either," he added with a smile as he took a map from the little stand just inside the park. Looking in over, Rusty ran his finger down the list of rides and attractions and eventually found the funnel cake booth. "Mmmmm you shall soon be mine," he hissed at the little picture, his stomach growling. He probably should've eaten... funnel cake wasn't the best idea for a meal. But it was honestly better than what he usually ate. Sort of. Not really. No not at all.

"M'kay. Tokens and a ride first.. or food. You pick, mah brutha," he said, waving his hands around in the air as he said 'mah brutha'. Rusty's attention span was already going. Right after asking what Sally wanted to do, he was looking around again. There were so many things going on and he wanted to take it all in.

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Rusty shrugged when Sally said she'd just have chips. "Don't you at least want like.. a corn dog or something? Something a little more carnival than-" he switched to an incredibly stereotypical Mexican accent, "-cheeeeeps?" Smiling, he folded up the map and reached over his shoulder to slip it into his backpack. Once they'd started on their way, Rusty could almost already smell the funnel cake. Well actually no he couldn't at all. It just smelled like public restrooms and children. Which was odd.

As they walked, Sally had stopped in front of a group of girls. Rusty rolled his eyes as he stopped too, and soon his shirt was being pulled up. Immediately adapting to the situation, Rusty put his hands on his hips and made his best 'sexy' face, complete with a cliche, toothy smirk and a wink. "One time chance lady," he said, flipping his head as if he had some sort of bangs to whisk away from his face.

The girls giggled and made awkward faces at each other, not really sure what to do in such a situation. There were lots of "you do it! you touch him!" and "omg no I'm not gonna do it!" statements floating around before one girl was pushed forward and tripped, smacking her face directly into Rusty's stomach. She stood, face flushed completely red, and ran back to her friends. Rusty laughed. "Wow at least buy me dinner first," he said, pointing at the group of girls and winking some more.

After one more good laugh, Rusty pulled his shirt from Sally's hand and back down to his waist. "C'mon," he said, still laughing and smiling. "My stomach is growling so hard I meet eat one of those girls," he added, starting to walk again.

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"Okay okay I'm going!" Rusty shouted, feeling Sally's hands pressing into his back. "Ow ow ow staaaaaahp that," he said, turning around and swatting at her hands aimlessly, missing each time. When they reached the stand, Rusty pulled out his wallet and approached the counter.

"Yea hi I'll have one funnel cake, please, with powdered sugar and chocolate sauce," he said as he looked up at the board of prices then back down into his wallet where he pulled out a five. They were only three dollars, but he didn't have any singles. The girl behind the counter (a happy looking redhead who Rusty immediately swore to be a leprechaun) took the five and handed him back the change in no time, then told him it would be about ten minutes while they made up a fresh one. Rusty smiled and nodded, then stepped to the side, leaning back on his elbows against the counter.

"You gonna order here, Sall, or another stand?" he asked, readjusting his back against the booth and trying to fit his backpack against it.

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Rusty stepped to the side multiple times, ready to run for it... and he would've gone too, if it weren't for the fact that he had a funnel cake on the way that he'd just paid for with his own money. And he didn't want to have to pay for another. So he stayed, like a good boy.

Well, until his funnel cake was ready.

Once he had the cake in hand, Rusty looked around for a good place to hide. He wasn't gonna go far because he didn't want to put her in panic mode and, even more so, didn't want the shit beat out of him when she found him. Spotting a bench just off to the side, Rusty sprinted to it and took a seat. It wasn't too far out of view, but if she were to turn around again and look to where he'd been standing, she wouldn't likely see him.

Giggling to himself as he stuck the plastic fork down into the wad of baked dough, Rusty pulled about half of the funnel cake up to his mouth and took a bite leaving a trail of white powder and brown sludge down his chin. "So.. good.." he moaned as he closed his eyes for a second. Upon opening them, he spotted a little girl staring at him. She couldn't have been more than nine. "What," he said to her through a mouthful, spitting a poof of powdered sugar into the air before growling at her, sending her running and screaming for her mommy. He laughed and went back to eating.

After a couple more bites, Rusty looked up to see Sally ordering. He figured she hadn't looked back yet, seeing as she wasn't running around looking for him. He laughed again and took another big bite, only adding to the mess around his face.

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Rusty shrunk down when he saw Sally coming back to the funnel cake booth. He was giggling like a mad man and trying so hard not to spit chocolate everywhere as he continued to shovel the funnel cake into his mouth. Noting the nachos in her hand, he straightened up a bit and cleared his throat.

"Ayyyyy nachos!" he said in a low, old man voice starting out kind of quiet and working his way up to a shout. "Ayyyyyy NACHOS!" he shouted again, now laughing so hard he couldn't even hold the plate on which his funnel cake was sitting. After setting it in his lap, he leaned over himself to try and contain his laughter. It wasn't even that funny and the little girl had come back to stare at him again. Noticing, he roared at her. Not even just a growl like last time, but a full out roar. He even put his hands up, wiggling his fingers in the air. Yet again, she screamed and ran away. He shook his head and looked up to see if Sally had noticed him yet.

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Rusty offered up a closed smile when Sally called him a child. "If the fact that I'm a seventeen year old sophomore doesn't give that away, I don't know what does," he said, happily accepting the napkins and wiping his face with them. He didn't really do a good job, though. He just sort of stuck them on his face and pretended they were a beard, then proceeded to eat more of his funnel cake.

"Good nachos?" he asked through a mouthful before taking one of the cheese covered chips and shoving it into his mouth. That was an interesting flavor combination.. cheese, chip, chocolate and dough. How odd. But it was strangely good. Shrugging, he continued to chew and eventually swallowed. He took the napkins off of his face, too, and set them on the bench beside him. He still had chocolate on his face. It was kind of dried now. Or like that weird slimy half way point between dry and wet. "Lick my face," he said, turning his head to Sally and sticking his chin in the air.

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Rusty frowned and followed her face with his as she tried to back away. "But its hardeninggggg get it off!" he whined, practically falling over himself as she stepped over the back of the bench. When she mentioned dessert, he couldn't help but laugh. "Alright deal," he said, turning back to his funnel cake which was more than halfway gone. When had he eaten so much of it? He had no memory of taking anymore than a bite.

After finishing it off and tossing the plate in a nearby trash can, Rusty stood on the bench then sat himself on its back. The little girl had yet to come back again and he was looking for her. "Didja see that little girl I scared?" he asked with a devious smile. "She 'bout wet her pants," he said before breaking out in laughter and tipping off the back of the bench. "Whoa going down!" he managed to yell out before smacking back first into the ground. Luckily, he'd held his head up and kept it from the ground so the impact didn't hurt so much. "Oh christ," he grumbled, lifting his feet from the back of the bench and rolling onto his stomach to push himself up. There were many people staring at them now.

"Fuck, we should be entertainers," he said, dusting off his back and picking his backpack up from the other side of the bench. Slinging it over his shoulders, he smiled at Sally and took another chip.