#mwevent02

"If I don't do at least one thing here tonight, it'll be pointless for me to have come, so I would absolutely adore it if you accompanied me on that." She proposed, pointing over towards the supposed Tunnel of Love.

Ladies and gentlemen, dream big and feel the magic up close! For one week only, ‘Til Death Do Us Part comes to your town with spine-chilling curiosities and unforgettable thrills. In the spirit of love, all attractions are intended for a party of two, so arrive with a date or request to be paired.

Games: Step right up! The games may be fixed but don’t let your pride stand between you and winning that prize for your honey. 

Tunnel of Love: Snugly seated in a boat with your sweetheart or (un)lucky stranger, you will set off down a winding river featuring dimly-lit dioramas of questionable romantic value and a soundtrack of Shania Twain’s You’re Still the One. 

Ferris Wheel: The ferris wheel will carry each pair of lovebirds to a height of 156 feet, offering a clear view of the entire town below. 

Concession stands: From corn dogs to funnel cakes, the stands offer a variety of indulgent treats. Rest your tired feet in the picnic area to enjoy them with your (in)significant other. In addition to classic carnival food, there’s also the unexpected menu option of filet mignon and seasoned green beans. 

Event starts at 4:00PM EST

Ava couldn't recall any year she'd ever had a Valentine's date. She'd been thinking about it when she was getting ready, and the brunette hadn't ever had a proper date, or Valentine, since she was about eleven in school. But this year she actually did have someone, and she couldn't think of anyone else she'd rather go with. Things were going so well with Bodhi, touch wood, and she was happy.

"I wonder what'll go wrong this time." She commented with a light laugh as she linked her fingers with Bodhi's. Ava looked over to him before looking around at the different things to do. "What do you wanna do?"

Something that had caused a minor disagreement before they’d left was whether he was to thank Clara for what she’d done for him. His girlfriend insisted that he should, though, and Jeb wasn’t wanting to upset or annoy her after what had happened. He decided it would be best to therefore approach her off-duty, and he spotted her somewhere in the crowd of the fair.

He clutched Teddy’s hand - whose other hand was occupied by a mountain of cotton candy that was far too big for him - and made his way over to the police officer, knowing that Selene was keeping an eye on the situation. He was told that he needed to be genuine (which in a way he was genuinely thankful), so he swallowed his pride before making his way over to her. 

“Hey,” he muttered, avoiding eye contact, “I just wanted to say thanks.” It was possibly the most sincere he’d ever been with a police officer. It wasn’t exactly in a friendly tone, but the fact that he’d said ‘thanks’ was more appreciation than ever to a member of law enforcement. Teddy beamed up at the woman, waving. “Hi,” he said, the two year old sounding a lot more friendly than his father.

“Advantages to bringing a date that’s seventy plus. She’d never get on this death trap” Link commented, as he felt a presence come up by him. By Laney’s request, Lincoln had brought the widowed grandmother from down the street to the carnival, and he’d found the first perk to this choice.

A mistake that she would not be repeating, the brunette found herself thinking, as she wondered if this was what she got for trying to do something that might cheer them both up. “Ricky,” Clara repeated, even though she was fairly certain it was a lost cause. What were the chances that he wasn’t high as a kite? “Ricky. Ricky.” Reaching out, she grabbed his hand and tugged him closer, stopping herself just short of snapping her fingers in front of his face. “Hey, I’m trying to ask you a question. What do you want to eat?”