ONE TEMPORARY ESCAPE, TOM/VIOLET!

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I hear you sing a golden hymn

Tom loved everything Disney. Absolutely loved it and bowed down entirely to the whole enchilada Walt Disney had created. That dude was pure genius, making delightful cartoons and super fun theme parks for all ages! So when Ronnie threw the idea of going to Disneyworld up on the Facebook, he couldn’t just scroll right past it, he had to go with her..even if it meant getting on all fours and begging for her to drag him along. He was that dedicated to Disney, so much so that he did whatever possible to attempt at memorizing the maps online a couple days before. Yes, sadly, Tom Bellamy had never had the chance to go to Disneyworld yet and he considered it almost to be the end of the world for that reason. Having lived on the west coast the majority of his life, he had been to Disneyland one too many times. It even reached the point where, when he was a kid, his mom was sick and tired of going to Disneyland every time she asked her son for his opinion on where they should go for Spring break. God, not his fault, mother, for loving one of the happiest places on earth! So, for a different environment, he would suggest they go to Disneyworld instead, especially since it has way more parks than Disneyland. Sadly, Mama Bellamy would then change her mind and say Disneyland it is. Tom just really needed to thank Ronnie at some period for taking him to the famous Floridian amusement park for the first time.

That morning, Tom made sure to pick out his clothing carefully so that all shirt, pants, underwear, socks, and shoes were versatile. Why? Well, when Disneyworld forces you to walk from place to place and has rides like Splash Mountain, he needed to take into account how comfortable he’d be wearing the outfit, mainly if it were sopping wet. In the end, he chose shorts and a Mickey Mouse t-shirt, along with his favorite pair of black converse. Oh yeah, he was definitely good to go with this.

On the car ride to the sacred land, Tom was wired with coffee and singing along to the Disney jams with Ronnie. This surely had to be one of the best days ever, at least so far based on the car ride. And, frankly, he knew it was only going to get better when “Just Around The Riverbend” started blasting, recalling the last time when he and Ronnie were singing it in the canoe at the bonfire over a month ago. Good times. For a moment, he was so concentrated on the car going slowly in front of him that he didn’t even notice Disneyworld approaching until Ronnie pointed it out. “Oh my god! Land ho!” he yelled, leaning his head out the window for a second, prior to retracting it as he started to veer from their lane. “Sorry about that. I swear I added the swerving for dramatic effect,” he told her sternly and trying to force his smile down that was ready to spread across his lips. “Hold on, Punky Brewster!”

It took about a good fifteen minutes, about five Disney songs worth, for them to pull into the parking garage and to find a spot. “There! Now we can get ready to piss and shit our pants,” he said to her, putting the car into park and unbuckling his seatbelt. Pulling himself out and slamming the door behind him, he started lumbering down the pavement to look for the exit out of the parking garage. “I am totally getting a Mickey Mouse hat with my name on it to add to my collection while we are here.”

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I hear you sing a golden hymn

With Ronnie telling Tom what she was going to buy while they were at Disneyworld, he nodded his head along. “Man, we’ll match even more with our awesome Mickey hats. Sadly, the matching will end there because there is no way in hell I’m buying a charm bracelet.” Clearly the charm bracelets they sold in the stores were for chicks and chicks alone. Well, and gay guys who love everything Disney dearly. Though, Tom would admit the bracelets were kind of cool with all sorts of charms to choose from. They should sell key chains like that. Sure, they did sell key chains in the Disney stores, but there wasn’t as much of a selection as they had for the charm bracelets. The key chains could be the manly version of the charm bracelets and, frankly, Tom certainly couldn’t get enough of his key chains. Of course he couldn’t keep the actual key chains on his key ring, otherwise he’d have to carry around a satchel for that instead of stuffing them into his pocket with ease. He was kind enough to leave the satchel carrying to Wilbur and Indiana Jones; it’s not Tom’s type of thing. As an alternative to clipping the key chains to his key ring, he stuffed the immense amount of key chains he had collected over the years into some old Weird Al lunch pail he had from back when he was a kid. “I think I’ll stick with the Mickey Mouse ears for now…unless I see any Star Wars memorabilia. Do they have the Star Tours ride here like in Disneyland?” If Disneyworld happened to have the Star Wars ride, then that would mean only two things. The first being they would definitely have to go on Star Tours, and the second being they’d have to go into the store next to it selling all sorts of Star Wars crap. Why? Because, back when he was working in the hospital in Seattle, one of his seven year old patients had the best backpack in the world – it was in the shape of Yoda and, when you wore the backpack, it looked like you were Luke piggybacking Yoda around. When Tom asked the seven year old patient where his mother had bought the backpack, of course he had to answer him with ‘Disneyland.’ God, that meant he’d have to wait forever, but fortunately forever was going to be happening any second.

Finding their way out of the parking garage and eventually to the ticket kiosk, Tom handed his money forward once Ronnie had asked for their tickets so nicely. “Thank you,” Tom told the ticket handler, who didn’t look so happy to be working on such a fine day. Wow. Disneyworld is the happiest place on earth, so you’d expect for their employs to apply an attitude to fit the motto! Prior to entering the park, Tom had grabbed a map so they could navigate their way around without getting lost, even if getting lost wouldn’t be bad in Tom’s opinion. Opening the map up and allowing Ronnie to see the cartoon drawing of Magic Kingdom, he let out a “hmmm” as he contemplated where to go first. Checking his wristwatch, it was 9:30 am; the park had been open for half an hour thus far. “We could hit Splash Mountain or Space Mountain first since they normally have the longest lines later in the day.” Hopefully, with it still being rather early, the lines for the popular rollercoasters wouldn’t be backed up already. That would be so sad! Except, they could easily fix the problem by getting Fast Passes. Hell yeah! “What do you think? Or should we go to the kiddy rides first?” Naturally, Tom had nothing against going on the kiddy rides either; they were just as fun to go on as the other rides. His personal favorite was the Peter Pan one, which they’d be definitely going on sometime that day. “Mom, mom! Look!" shrieked a child, causing Tom to peer away from the map and to find what the kid was referring to. There and behold stood Alice, the Mad Hatter, and the Queen of Hearts. “Holy shit! Ronnie, we have to get a picture with them!”

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I hear you sing a golden hymn

Tom eagerly nodded his head in agreement. “Yeah, twins! Like…” he trailed off for a moment trying to remember the names of the famous twins. Oh god, what were their names? Once a light bulb lit up, he immediately snapped his fingers and exclaimed, “like Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen. Wow, how the fuck did I almost forget their names? I practically watched Full House religiously while growing up.” Actually, Tom only started watching Full House because his mother did and, as we all know, whatever Mama Bellamy did, Young Tom had to do the same…unless it was too girly – never in a million years would he agree to getting his toenails painted or something flamboyant like it. “The only fault in our twin scheme is we look nothing alike. Our faces have nothing in common and I’m like…a foot taller than you,” he explained to her sorrowfully because he had to break the news to her. “Hold on,” he told her, lifting his sunglasses on the crown of his head. Tom then stood in front of her, leaning down to get a good look at Ronnie. A couple seconds passing by, he shook his head and set his sunglasses back on the ridge of his nose. “Ronnie, we don’t even have the same eye color. You have brown eyes while I have hazel-ish eyes,” he sighed out to her. “Man, I’m like the bearer of bad news.” It wasn’t as if he was trying to squash Ronnie’s fun, it was more equivalent to word vomit and forcing Tom to mentally slap himself for being such a killjoy. “Please forgive me for being such a Debbie Downer,” he pleaded, folding his hands in front of him, pouting, and doing his absolute best to give her the big puppy dog eyes. He probably looked absolutely ridiculous to passersby, but it’s not like Tom gave a shit.

Tom’s eyes darted from place to place on the map he held in front of him, they then finally rested on Ronnie when she announced what ride they should go on first. “Good choice! Well, either Space Mountain or Splash Mountain would have been a good choice, but Space Mountain is better for now,” he rambled on to her. “If Splash Mountain does get a long line, we can always get fast passes, I think.” That’s if Splash Mountain doesn’t run out of fast passes immediately. Remembering the times he went to Disneyland, Splash Mountain always seemed to be the ride everyone went to get fast passes for right away. Tom needed take note that, if he and Ronnie do want fast passes, they were safer getting them sooner rather than later. “Should we hit up the kiddy rides at the end of the day after Splash Mountain, or before Splash Mountain?” He was asking such a question because it meant they would probably leave sopping wet seats for the kids if they decide to go on the Magic Kingdom rides after getting soaked on Splash Mountain. Eh, whatever.

“Thank god you brought an actual camera! I only have the one on my phone.” Tom didn’t exactly have a smart phone, so it wasn’t the best quality cell phone camera in the world. Following Ronnie over to the Alice in Wonderland characters, Tom quickly rushed up to Alice, the Mad Hatter, and the Queen of Hearts. “Hurry, Ronnie, hurry! Before someone else tries to jump in!” he beckoned her, hoping she’d be able to find a person to take their picture fast. There were always those dumb kids who run into your picture without realizing one is being taken. “Hurry!”

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"you got it, dudeee!" ronnie quoted upon the mention of full house. she'd pretty much stolen all of michelle's catchphrases from that show and still used them now. it was kind of funny (and sort of creepy) because there was a girl in ronnie's kindergarten class that was just like michelle , in both looks and personality. god, that kid was going to grow up to be so awesome. at least she was better than dylan. heck, any kid in her class was better than dylan, aka the spawn of satan. michelle 2.0 (or alyssa, which obviously ronnie had to call her in class, but in her head she referred to her as michelle 2.0) was definitely in her list of top three students though. hopefully she wouldn't screw up like mary-kate and ashley did. ronnie frowned when tom stated that they looked nothing alike, and therefore they couldn't pass as twins. they could be fraternal twins! genetics were weird anyway and sometimes siblings ended up looking nothing alike. plus, someone would always be branded 'the ugly one' or 'the less fortunate one', at the very least. clearly, that was oliver when it came to the lavignes. "fineee. we won't then. but for the record, twins always get special treatment. you're missing out!" not that ronnie could talk from experience, but people did seem fascinating by twins and cloning. that was probably the only reason mary-kate and ashley had a career - because the twin thing was still fresh in hollywood, and no one had ever thought to use their twins for fame before. now you had octomom pimping out her foetuses for fame and money. why would you even want eight babies?! that's practically a litter!"we totally should've went for fast passes when we got our tickets," ronnie said, hitting herself on the head for not thinking of it sooner. at least it wasn't summer quite yet, so most people were still in school and therefore couldn't come during the day. there was mostly younger kids and their parents about, and they'd be more occupied with the kiddy rides for the most part. oh well, they could get fast passes later if it was still worth it. "hmm, maybe if we do space mountain, then some kiddy rides, then splash mountain. we could go to the disney stores after then," she shrugged, not really bothered about what order they went on the rides in - just as long as they went on as many as possible. hey, she wanted to get her money's worth - even if it did take all day to go on every single one, she'd do it."i come prepared!" she grinned. thankfully she wasn't too much of an over packer, but she pretty much took a camera everywhere just in case someone else didn't. of course, if alex was around, she'd probably have her gigantic camera with all of its gadgets and lenses, but ronnie just had a simple compact one. it did a good job and had a decent amount of megapixels, plus it had more memory than the memory card on her phone. as tom rushed over to greet the characters, ronnie turned her camera on and set it to auto. (mostly because it was fool proof and she couldn't be bothered trying to deal with manual mode. how alex knew what settings to put into her camera and what the hell iso meant, ronnie did not know) she quickly ran once it was turned on, knowing that it would probably shut off eventually otherwise. plus, she didn't have any spare batteries in case they ran out, so she'd have to make the most of it. "hey, uh, can you take a picture of us please?" ronnie asked a woman, who looked about the same age as her. the only difference was that the woman had a young child strapped into a stroller, who was probably no older than three. damn, some people popped them out young! thankfully the woman agreed so ronnie stood next to the mad hatter and smiled as the woman pressed the shutter button. "thanks!" she beamed, as she took the camera back and looked at the picture with tom, "now we just have to meet and get pictures with every other disney character that's here today. or at least as many of them as possible. at least we can tick three off!" she beamed, excited to possibly spot other characters in all of the different areas. "onward to space mountain!"©rachel

I hear you sing a golden hymn

If Tom were a chick, he’d definitely be apart of the Mary-Kate and Ashley fandom by watching all the movies, buying all the gear, and basically bowing down to everything revolving around the Olsen twins. It wasn’t the case though. Instead, Tom was packing male genitalia and his interest in the twins ended at Full House. He raised his eyebrows in attentiveness as Ronnie went on about the world’s most famous set of twins. “They got plastic surgery?!” he exclaimed, covering his mouth with a hand. To be honest, he hadn’t noticed, but then again, it was probably part of being a guy and the obliviousness that comes along with it. Though, of course he had wanted a twin while growing up. Actually, being an only child, any kind of sibling would have sufficed – he dreamed more of what it’d be like to have a brother or a sister rather than a twin. Don’t worry, the dreams of another person looking exactly like Thomas Bellamy didn’t die down, especially when those moments raised in middle school when he wanted to skip out on tests – he was convinced that the Thomas Bellamy twin would be kind enough to do his test for him. Middle school pipedreams. Hearing one of the familiar Michelle Tanner catchphrases from Ronnie’s direction, Tom was grinning nonstop. Ronnie Lavigne had to be one of the coolest chick around since she always seemed to be on the same wavelength as him. “Aw, nuts!” he added, repeating another one of Michelle’s many catchphrases. “Full House was amazing. I always wanted to be a cross between Jesse and Joey – cool and hilarious.” Let’s face it, everyone wanted to be Uncle Jesse because of his good looks, his full head of fantastic hair, and the fact he was just so slick. On the other hand, nobody wanted to be Uncle Joey because he was weird and ugly, but more people needed to realize how funny he was! Poor Uncle Joey, he needed to be appreciated more often. Tom continued sulking at how he ruined the twin scheme. Damn Tom and his idiotic tendencies! “I’m sorry! Soooo sorry!” he exclaimed to her, folding his hands in front of him as he pleaded the truth. “Wait…special treatment at Disney World? What kind of special treatment? ‘Cause if it means free fast passes or getting to cut everyone in the lines, then let’s go for the twin shiz.”

“Ronnie, Ronnie, Ronnie. You must remember you can get the fast passes at the designated rides!” he corrected her, crossing his arms in front of him. At least that was the case back in Disneyland where you could attain the fast passes at the specific rides. Hopefully with a bit of luck and pixie dust, they’d be able to get on the rides they wanted with no trouble whatsoever. Tom nodded his head again when she gave a structured plan. “Yeah, sounds good enough! We can always give it a switch-a-roo if something manages to screw up our plans,” he added. The universe was a bitch, so there was the possibility of some force to ruin what Ronnie had just laid out. Whatever, as long as they arrived at one of the many Disney stores at the end of the day, Tom would be a happy camper. He had to spend his money on cool shit and get his damned Mickey ears with his name on the back of them and, if he was feeling kind enough, he’ll probably buy stuffed animals of certain characters for Tate and Nadia. They’d probably like that.

“Thank god somebody did!” The more he realized it, the more Tom came to the conclusion he should have gone through more preparation the night before. He was so focused on finding the most comfortable outfit for the Disney excursion that he didn’t think twice about whether or not he should bring his shitty Costco camera. Once Ronnie handed over her camera to the woman to take their picture, Tom leaned in and made bunny ears behind the Queen of Hearts. Ha! Take that evil bitch! She was so rude to Alice and her friends during their times in Wonderland that the ugly Queen deserved those bunny ears. With the picture taken, Tom stepped aside as Ronnie retrieved her camera and then returned to him. “Damn! Every character? We have so much to accomplish today! Rides, characters, the fucking Disney store!” At her orders that they should go for Space Mountain first, Tom pulled out the map again to know what direction to go in exactly. “This way, Missy!” he told her, pointing to the left and began marching in said route. He then folded the map up again and deposited into the back pocket of his shorts.

It probably took them a good ten minutes to reach Tomorrowland and to find the entrance to Space Mountain. Squinting up at the wait time, Tom read they’d be waiting in line for about forty minutes already. “Holy shit! Forty minutes? Ronnie, do you want to wait forty minutes to get on Space Mountain or should we venture off for another ride for now?” he asked her, looking down at his companion. “I let you know I don’t mind standing that long ‘cause it’ll probably be a longer wait time later in the day.”

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"matching nose jobs!" ronnie exclaimed. god, why did everyone get nose jobs? it was like as soon as you became famous and had enough money, you had to get the token nose job. most of them then had the nerve to claim it was for a 'deviated septum' too. pfft, whatever. jennifer aniston, you ain't fooling anyone. ronnie didn't understand why anyone would need to change their nose anyway. if you could breathe out of it, then it was all good. just leave that shit alone. unless your nose was so heavy it weighed your face down, then you didn't have a 'deviated septum' that you 'needed to fix'. if ronnie was famous, she'd be spending her money on food. or she'd buy disneyland, or change her last name to disney so she could be an actual member of their family. oh my god, she could ask them to adopt her! that would be her dream come true. screw being a disney princess if she could be a member of the disney family! "kapeesh!" as much as ronnie could go on and on giving tom full house quotes, they still had the whole park to explore. full house re-runs would be on forever, but it would take her months to save up for another disney world ticket. still, if she ever had a kid as awesome as michelle, ronnie would be oh so proud. (not that she would have kids. her uterus was off limits!) ronnie shook her head in disappointment at tom for ruining their twin scheme. they'd need a new one now! "you had to ruin it tom! you had one job, tom. ONE JOB," she stated jokingly, referring to the phil tippet meme that seemed to take the interent by storm. how she wished she'd thought of that meme! or any meme for that matter. you'd think at her age, she wouldn't be hip enough to know most of this stuff, but ronnie was a pro at it. "i don't know, but everyone always makes a big deal over twins. maybe that only works if you're identical..." ronnie pondered for a moment, figuring the idea had been good to be true anyway. the whole twin thing was only cute when you were little. they were at least twenty years too late to try that."crap, i didn't know. i haven't been here in so longgggg," she sighed, "why can't there just be a general fast pass for all the rides?! assholes." ronnie crossed her arms in annoyance. did they really need separate fast passes for each ride? that was a stupid idea! oh well, if they were fast enough and planned their time wisely, they wouldn't need them. besides, ronnie wasn't opposed to shoving past some kids if it came to that. just because they were little, that didn't mean she'd give them a break. being a teacher, she knew what they could be like and it wasn't pretty! "that's bound to happen too. darn karma!" ronnie added. this was disney world - the happiest place on earth, so hopefully karma and the universe would be on their side for once. why would it ruin a happy day out for them?! that'd just be cruel. ronnie gave back - she taught little kids to not grow up to be huge douchebags! surely that was enough to give her good karma for life?looking at the picture on the camera, ronnie laughed when she noticed the bunny ears behind the queen of hearts. she was an evil bitch, so she deserved it! this shit was going on facebook too, ha! man, ronnie was way too invested in disney characters, that sometimes she felt they were real people. yep, even though disney films were animated. she needed to watch some documentaries or something....ha, as if! "hey, we may as well try. we could set a world record!" ronnie encouraged, "at the end of the day, these characters will be our bitches."walking at her own pace to reach space mountain (which was the pace of a fucking grandma, by the way), ronnie eventually stopped when they got to the waiting line. a look of shock appeared on her face when tom stated that they would be waiting for at least fourty minutes. that was almost an hour! no, there was no way she was going to wait that long for a freaking ride. they could probably go on at least four or five other rides in that amount of time. "nooo. i can't stand up for fourty minutes. too much effort," ronnie whined, "maybe we should hit up the kiddy rides first? or stalk the characters? we could get fast passes later then."©rachel

I hear you sing a golden hymn

Stopping for a moment to think, Tom tried to imagine what the Olsen twins currently looked like. Working at a hospital, there was always a stock of magazines, normally outdated but they were good enough for a bit of entertainment. The ones in the break room were even far more outdated than those in the waiting rooms or examination rooms. Of course the folks employed by the hospital would get the shitty end of the stick for the magazines. Oh well, good thing it didn’t matter that much to Tom; it only meant he received his latest celebrity gossip a whole lot later than the rest of the world. He was positive that a while ago while flipping through a torn issue of People magazine, there was a picture of the Olsen twins attended some movie premiere with that look alike younger sister of theirs. To be honest, he was pretty convinced the younger sister had more plastic surgery than the actual twins. “You know, from what I can recollect, I really don’t see it. Are you sure about their nose jobs? Did you get it from a legit news source or a tabloid where anyone can make up shit?” he asked her, tapping the bottom of his chin in suspicion. Upon hearing her throw out another Michelle Tanner catch phrase, he put his hands on his hips and narrowed his eyes at her. “Two can play at this game,” he told her before coughing into a fist to clear his throat. “You’re in big trouble, mister!” he exclaimed, pausing for a second and shaking his head. “Actually in this case it’d be missy, but you get the point.” Eh, it didn’t matter if he said ‘mister’ or ‘missy,’ he was still quoting full house in his books! He then pouted some more to Ronnie when she chastised him for messing her twin idea up. “I’m sorry! I will have a good handle on the next job, I swears it!” he promised, even quoting the villain, Gollum, at the end of his assurance. “Yeah, to be honest, I think it only works if you’re identical. Fuck that shit,” he responded, giving a shrug to brush it aside. Being an identical twin was the equivalent of being a unicorn; though, was it Tom or was there a sudden explosion of celebrities giving birth to twins? It was odd. Twins aren’t supposed to be that common, let alone in Hollywood! What’s in the water they’re drinking?

When Ronnie was clicking through the pictures on her camera, Tom heard her laugh, causing him to spin around on his heels to see what was so funny. Let’s face it, if Ronnie thought something was funny, then obviously Tom would believe the same. Peering over her shoulder to get a sneak at the shot on her camera, his lips turned upward into a smile. “Oh man, that’s a keeper.” And by keeper, he meant to go on Facebook, to go on the fridge in his house, and to take to the hospital to show off to the sick kids that he had indeed made a fool of the Queen of Hearts. “It’ll probably be the first world record regarding Disney character pictures to ever exist! Good thinking, Ronnie. We gotta keep count.” Later he’d have to go through his 2003 Guinness World Record’s book (who bought one for every year? They were so expensive and usually had the same records in them for the most part!) to see if such a category existed. “I need to come up with another way to humiliate the next villainous character. Can’t let them get away with their altogether evilness.

[b]“You can’t stand for forty minutes?!” he asked her with a giant grin on his face. “You old lady!” he shouted with a chuckle at the end. “We’re going to be walking around all day, Ron-Ron. No old ladies allowed here.” There would be a few occasions where they would be sitting down, such as on the rides or when they needed to take a snack break. “I guess we can go on the kiddy rides and take more pictures with characters. I think there are usually a lot of characters in the Magic Kingdom.” Most of the children who came to Disney World usually hung out around Magic Kingdom where the kiddy rides are, so that’s where the majority of the characters stood around being mauled by the little humans. “Onward!”

Marching along to Magic Kingdom, Tom stopped in front of the castle before they were to walk across the bridge. “Do you want to take a picture in front of Cinderella’s castle? Wait…or is it Sleeping Beauty’s castle? I can never remember it right!” Around them, there weren’t many people in the park yet; making it pretty bear around the castle to get the perfect picture. However, it seemed everyone had to go to Space Mountain that early in the morning. “Or do you want to come back later to take a picture in order to hurry over to the kiddy rides?” The kiddy rides never seemed to have that long of a line to begin with, the longest about half an hour at the very least, hopefully. And from across the bridge on the other side of the castle, Tom could spot Peter Pan and Wendy. “Oh, oh! Oh my god, look!”

tagged: ronnie | word count: idk. | notes: wooooot.

cassie at atf.

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I hear you sing a golden hymn

Once Ronnie had informed Tom of how she found the information about the Olsen twins’ noses via some article on the internet, he shrugged his shoulders. “Okay, I think I believe you,” he finally forfeited to her with a sigh. As long as he had known Ronnie, Tom found that he and Ms. Lavigne had quite a few things in common; eventually he came to the conclusion to believe her because why the hell would she go through such an extensive bluff? Seemed pointless and, from previous experiences with her, there was a 99% chance she was dead serious. The other 1% is, if the incident were to occur, for her to be mistaken by finding out the information through a sham of a website. “You know what? As soon as I get home tonight, I’m gonna Google this website. I need to examine their noses for myself.” It wasn’t that Tom needed hard evidence in order to see it to believe it; he was simply curious as to what their noses looked like before and after their plastic surgery. What was the point of plastic surgery anyway? In Tom’s experience of working at the hospital, most of the noses turned out unnatural half of the time. Sure, there were reasons to receive plastic surgery for medical problems, but otherwise, it was senseless. “No, no, no! Not a bad choice at all! There’s a lady in my presence, so I should acknowledge it by giving her the proper title,” he explained to her, but mostly trying to talk himself out of the fact he didn’t make a mistake in purposefully misquoting Michelle Tanner. Besides, a bit of schmoozing never hurt anyone, right? When she finally forgave him from his first mistake in not going along with her twin scheme, he gave an exasperated exhalation of relief. “Thank the gods!” he exclaimed, throwing his fists into the air at his success.

“Uh…I don’t think we should physically hurt them. What if we get kicked out…or even blacklisted from Disney World?!” Tom asked with a frown on his face as he pictured the scenario. It was probably more likely they’d get arrested for assaulting a person in a Disney character costume, yet the idea of being blacklisted sounded much worse to Tom at the moment. “Ooooh! Scaring them is a good idea! Except, what about the costumes of characters that require a mask? You can’t see their faces!” Rapping his fingers against his cheek as he attempted at fabricating a genius idea for a picture, the frown remained on his lips. “Dammit! I can’t think of anything great.” Though, right when he spoke, Tom realized something. They were surrounded by children and he was swearing like a sailor! “Man, Ronnie, you’re welcome to shove a bar of soap into my mouth. My language is foul today. You know…that is if you have a bar of soap to begin with.”

“My spidey senses are tingling and telling me it’s Cinderella’s Castle,” he decided with a confirming nod to himself. “Now I’m wondering…is it Disneyland or Disney World that has the Pirates of the Caribbean where Walt Disney’s head is supposedly frozen beneath?” Ever since he was a kid, Tom could remember his dad (the times when he was around) telling him about the urban legend of Walt Disney choosing to have his head frozen under the Pirates of the Caribbean. It was a fucked up story, but Tom couldn’t help to feel like it could be true. Who even knew! Once Ronnie pulled out her camera, Tom posed as the infamous ‘The Thinker’ before taking the camera from her to snap a picture of one of her in return.

Hurrying over to Peter Pan and Wendy, Tom came to a halt when Ronnie did and he awkwardly waved at the two characters as if he was child face to face with his heroes. It was true though! Peter Pan was Tom’s favorite Disney movie – who the hell wanted to grow up? Tom certainly didn’t! And to this very day he still acted like a kid, enjoying Disney World as much as the little boy standing a couple feet away from Tom staring at Peter Pan and Wendy in utter awe. Seeing Ronnie pulling her camera back out, Tom went over to Peter and Wendy, giving them high fives prior to putting his arms around both their shoulders and smiling wide as the camera clicked. “Okay, now your turn to get over there,” he instructed to his companion, taking the camera from her and aiming it at Ronnie and her two newest friends. “The greatest trio I’ve ever seen!”

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cassie at atf.

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