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It was Garou’s idea, to drag Genos and Badd to a well-known amusement park in the city.
It all started with an offhanded comment from Genos, who insisted that he didn’t know what the excitement over amusement parks were. Upon further questioning, it was revealed that he’d never been to one in the first place. According to Garou, that needed to change.
“Are we going to be upside down?” Genos asked, as the ride started to swing.
“Well, yeah. What, chickened out already?” Garou scoffed. “Kinda late to back out now, don’t ya think?”
“No, I am fine.” Genos stated plainly, words as monotone as ever. He casted a glance towards Badd, who has grown a slight shade paler than usual. “Badd-”
The first plunge began, and Garou whooped, eyes closed and mouth wide opened. “Whoo, this is great!”
Genos’ eyes were slightly widened, but he didn’t so much let out a scream. Rather, he seemed to be assessing the ride’s speed and turns, not so much caring about defying every law of gravity imaginable.
“I can see the people on the ground from here! They’re so fucking tiny!” Garou started spewing some random phrases, while Genos didn’t make a peep next to him. Badd’s stuck in an awkward position, not knowing whether to cheer with Garou or sit in silence like Genos. Though he had another concern in mind. With every loops, turns and dips, his stomach seemed to be copying those exact motions. His stomach contents were being tossed around and it was never a good feeling for him.
The ride was finally, finally over, but that did not seem to stop Garou’s never ending enthusiasm. “Guys! Let’s go on the pendulum ride next!”
Genos placed his palm on Garou’s shoulder and held him back. “Wait, we should get some light snacks and drinks. Your voice will wear out from the yelling.” He then turned to Badd with an unchanging expression. “You look pale. Are you doing all right?”
“Yeah.” Badd swallowed. “I’m fine.”
In fact, Bad made an attempt to prove that he really was fine by buying some overpriced amusement park food, consisting of fried chicken and fries lacking in volume for their price.
Genos orders some curry, not quite the same as his favorite curry made by Saitama, but at least it’s the closest he’d get to something nutritious and satisfying to the taste. Garou threw the last of his chocolate ice cream cone in his mouth and smirked at Badd.
“All right, now that our tummies are filled… Let’s go on some rides!” Garou bumped his fist into the air.
Badd hoped to god that eating was not a bad idea. He’s feeling all right now that he’s off the ride, but Garou was insisting on going on several more.
Pendulum, viking ship, teacups… Badd losed count of how many they had gone on, after a certain point. But after defying every law of physics known to man, his stomach was not so happy with him.
“Come on Badd! We have to ride on this one!”
Badd’s jaw dropped when he saw what Garou was pointing at. The track was winding, and there’s several drops. To top it all off, the carts shake. And they’re not sitting, they’re standing.
For the first time that day, Badd truly regretted his life decisions. Why did he agree to go in the first place? Why did he just so happen to befriended with Garou and Genos?
“Badd, you scared? Wanna sit this one out?”
Garou was provoking him. Badd’s stomach screamed “Yes!” but his competitive dumb brain screamed “No!”.
“I’ll come.” Badd lifted himself off the bench, dusting his lap.
Badd definitely regretted his decision now as he’s being flipped upside down in standing position. The cart rocked back and forth in an unstable manner, something Garou seemed to take in with joy.
He’s shaken up so much that he didn’t even notice when the ride was over. He felt like his entire body had liquidfied, and his stomach lurched even after they’re not heading down any vertical drops.
The three of them sat on a bench while Badd struggled to collect himself. “Holy shit! I think you just demonstrated how blue humans can get.” Garou laughed, patting Badd on the head, messing up his already messed up pompadour. Unhelpful, Badd thought. “You okay?”
Badd shook his head. He’s feeling too dizzy to keep his head up straight, and he laid his hand onto his stomach shakily.
That’s the only warning Genos and Garou got before Badd promptly unloaded his entire lunch at their feet.
As Garou leaped up with a swear, Badd coughed and choked out more puke, lurching forward with a gag. He hadn’t felt this awful before, and he could tell people were staring at him. The whole thing was so much more embarrassing than any else.
Genos and Garou locked eyes, nodded and pulled Badd away from the puddle of vomit. “Badd, you okay there bud? Don’t you worry about it!” Garou rubbed a circle on his back with a soothing hum. “Hakuna Matata! No worries! Let’s go get some water and I think we should run before the staff finds out about this.”
Badd wasn’t sure why Garou was so calm about the whole situation, but it helped with the humiliation burning into his cheeks. Garou grabbed his arm and led him away from the bench with Genos followed close.
“It’s nothing to be ashamed of,” Genos said, “motion sickness is common among humans, and other animals.”
Badd snorted at his explanation. “I guess?” He’s less embarrassed now, and more comfortable with his friends. “But really, I’m fine now. Don’t worry about me.”
“I will not.” Genos nodded assuringly. “I know you will bounce back in no time.”
Garou broke the heartwarming atmosphere by blowing a raspberry. “So… How about the carousel?” He suggested, pointing towards the two-story merry-go-round with
differently colored horses.
“Yeah, I think that’d be nice.” Badd grinned.