hopefully giorno is prepared for corndogs...

[american_alien]

WHO: Clark and Giorno
WHAT: they finally meet... and go to the amusement park!
WHERE: SuperFunland in Laughter
WHEN: during the day
WARNINGS: none so far!

It had taken a little bit of messaging back and forth, but by the end of it, they'd decided to meet at the park entrance for their day. Clark, for his part, was pretty excited, both to meet a new friend (someone like him! someone who could do things!) and because, well, it was still an amusement park. He didn't get to go too often, or at all, since the best that they usually had around where they were was the county fair. And that was the same four rides every year, honestly. The whole thing lost a bit of its luster when you'd been going since you were three. And, you know, you could fly.

But he's excited, waiting in line, and hoping to spot Giorno when he arrives The line isn't too bad, but he'd come a little early so he was hoping to get a jump on it. Thankfully, his new friend is easy to spot. And, you know, super-vision...

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[digiorno]

Oh, a map. He takes it like it's a holy thing, unfolds it carefully so as not to bend it in any strange sort of way; he will want to keep it, he knows, to remember this day, because time with friends is important. He tries to remember that these days. Every day. Most days. Some days. At least once a week.

It's a little awe-inspiring how thorough Clark's been through all of this, though. It's sweet and unexpected and strange, but Giorno is happy about it all the same, in a giddy way. There's something about kindness for nothing that's still novel to him. It takes a great deal of getting used to.

"You've really thought this through, haven't you," he murmurs, running his fingers over the map Clark's holding, the path that's been drawn for them. "I'm glad you're showing me around and not someone else. You're the most thoughtful person I've met here by far."

[american_alien]

He blinks a little at the obvious surprise that he'd done just that and ducks his head a somewhat, rubbing at the back of his neck.

"You said it was your first time. I wanted it to be a really good one. Everyone deserves to have a good time at an amusement park, after all."

He looks forward at the line and frowns a little, leaning up a little until he's off the ground an inch or two to look past a taller man in front of them. Satisfied, he settles back down.

"Looks like the line won't be too bad. I think they just had someone forget their wallet."

[digiorno]

Oh. Well, that sure is . . . a hovering boy. Giorno watches the proceedings with interest. He wonders how high Clark can go. Is there a limit? Clark doesn't seem to have a lot of limits, generally. Not in strength or power or kindness.

"You don't want to just fly us in over the line?" he asks, but the way he says it makes it clear he's teasing. A moment later, and more seriously, "I don't mind waiting a bit anyway. It gives me more time to interrogate you. Do you like flying? Is it fun?"

[american_alien]

His friends back home have said things like that, so his mouth opens with his usual defenses almost immediately before popping back to closed. And he smiles. Giorno's cool.

"Yeah. It's one of my favorite things. I mean, it was a little scary when I started but at this point, I've got a pretty good handle on it so it's just cool."