Works with it

Still riding a high, she followed her partner's direction and with a dopey grin on her face, she turned and saw the crowd of strangers all staring at her with smiles of their own as a chorus of cheers and wolf whistles rang out.

This quickly brought Vyki crashing back to reality as she turned to bury her face in Lou’s should in an attempt to hide.

Lou quickly brought his hand up to calmly pet her. “It’s okay baby girl, they’re all really impressed by you.”

Vyki turned her head enough to have one eye look at him.

Lou defused the tension a bit more by ironically assuring her, “they all agree you were the hotter slut.”

Vyki knew that was insulting to some, but it was honestly what he had been spending months training for, and here was her vindication in front of a group of strangers. And suddenly, her fear of being ‘made’ was whisked away by knowing she had trounced the little witch.

Lou noticed that the fear and tension seemed to be receding from her. Leaning in, he kissed her forehead before, “saying, you did great. If you want to leave, we can. I understand.”

Standing up as the crowd seemed to finally calm down and return to themselves, Vyki wiped a few tears from around her eyes and defiantly said, “no. No, I said we would do this, and I’m going to do it.” However, she suddenly felt like she should check with him, “if that’s okay, Daddy.” And cringed at herself for so easily using that, “sorry. I let myself get carried away.”

“No, no, I’d like to see it too.” Lou responded. “As for the other stuff,” he said leaning in to whisper in her ear, “I’m not going to complain if you ever want to do that again.”

Vyki then turned bright red before realizing the post-apocalyptic Dorthy was still looking at her, apparently waiting for acknowledgement. “Sorry, about that.”

“Oh! No don’t be sorry!! That was so hot,” she was immediately elbowed by the Scarecrow. “What?! It was. I hope I have half her confidence.” Seeing him roll his eyes, she smacked his arm, “Joseph Mark, don’t you pretend like you weren’t panting in my ear,” she said shaking her head at him. “Anyway, the bitch deserved being taken down a few pegs. You did it style, class, and sex appeal. I bow to the queen,” she says giggling with a little curtsy.

Vyki giggled in response and replied, “hardly! But thank you just the same; it's easy with a supportive partner,” she said looking back at Lou.

“Oh, by the way, I’m Dorthy,” the girl said.

“I kind of figured, but kind of a post WWWIII look or something? The scarecrow gives it away too.”

The girl then giggled, “ya, sorry, I mean my name’s ‘Dorthy’. I figured after surviving the end of the world, I’d finally dust off the old costume I swore I wouldn’t wear again after my mom couldn’t **** me too. And the brainless wonder is my husband, Joe.”

“Hey now,” Joe said.

Vyki giggled at the cute couple, “I’m Vyki and my strapping partner here is Lou.”

“Pleasure to meet you,” Lou responds reaching out his hand to shake Joe’s and then Dorthy’s before returning it to behind me and pulling me into the familiar comfortable nook next to him.

They continued to talk and banter back and forth. However, as the line continued to twist around, a large man jumped from out of the shadows with a whirling chainsaw and caused both Joe & Dorthy to shriek.

Vyki quickly quipped, “Oh my God!!” Turning to the crowd she pleaded, “He’s got a Makita!! Somebody help him!!”

This caused the poor repro of Leatherface to cock his head at her.

“Well, I mean, if you had a Stihl or something, we’d know you were serious. The little toy might not even get through an arm.”

He then proceeded to scream and rev the engine lurching at Vyki.

“Oh sweety, you even forgot the chain for your toy saw!!” This then brought a round of chuckles for the crowd assembled around them.

As he turned to retreat to the shadows, she shouted out “you really should have your mom check your gear before you leave home.” Lou then came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her as he spoke over her shoulder with a chuckle, “poor guy is trying so hard.”

“Not with a tool like that,” she giggled to him.

“I’m sure you’re an expert on men’s proper use of tools,” Dorthy jabbed playfully at her.

Vyki faked shock before gently hitting her arm, before breaking into a fit of giggles.

This proceeded a few more times with a creepy clown, headless bride, and gross ghoul, each time Vyki making sharp quips and the quartet chuckling & giggling at them before reaching the front. As they took groups through by ticket purchases, they ushered Joe & Dorthy through separately. “Catch you on the other side... if we suurrvviiiiivve...” Dorthy says through giggles as she goes through the door before they hear a pair of high-pitched terror screams. To which Vyki & Lou both giggle knowing Joe was probably more scared than Dorthy if the earlier jump scares were in an indication.

Lou and Dorthy are then sent in. Lou suddenly feels awkward letting ladies first through the door as there is not really room for him to pass to move in front of her, but his urge to protect quickly subsided as the ghost jumping out of the darkness just caused her to giggle in his face.

This was repeated in several more rooms as Lou moved closely behind her as they proceeded forwards. He was enjoying feeling the fluff of her skirt rub up against him and her laugh became infectious as they were both soon guffawing and laughing at every stunt that came through. Suddenly, the sudo Leatherface appears in front of them as a hidden hallway is exposed behind black curtains and they are ushered out to an emergency exit. “Go talk to the front if you want a refund,” as he pushes them through the door and closes the locked door behind them.

Lou manages to take a few quick steps and keep his balance, but as he turns around, he can see Vyki’s giggling form taking a small tumble towards the ground. While she was fairly practiced in heels, she wasn’t prepared for that type of quick recovery need and tried to get close enough to lean on Lou. However, she was coming up a little short. As she fell forward, she was able to grasp onto the front of his vest with one hand as she continued to fall forward. Her other hand was able to press back on his upper thigh to catch more of her weight. However, she was not able to stop her forward momentum as her face landed straight into the groin of his pants absorbing the rest of her inertia before her knees met the concrete.

Ordinarily, people might be pissed by being shoved out and falling on the ground, but Vyki was still riding such an endorphin high from her giggle fit earlier that she just started laughing at the absurdity of the situation. As she moved her hand down to help push herself back, she turned to face him when she suddenly realized that her hand wasn’t just pushing on something in his pocket. As her brain calculated the size and her fingers inspected the firmness, her pride questioned if she caused that.

Halting her laughter, she abruptly looked up at Lou only to realize he was looking down in equal amazement, yet neither one of them seemed to make a motion to move as their eyes stayed locked on each other.

However, the intensity of the moment was suddenly shattered as bright beam of a flashlight shown immediately on Vyki’s prone position and was accompanied by a, “hey!! What they hell you two doing back here?”

Not sure if it was a cop, a security guard, or just a noisy nelly, Lou’s instincts kicked in and he reached down to pick Vyki up off the ground to let her stand on her own, “you ok to run?”

Vyki was surprised by the sudden change of perspective as his massive arms seemed to almost move her around like a rag doll, “uh, yea, I think so.”

“Great,” he said grasping her wrist, “lets go.” He took a few strides to make sure she could keep up and he quickly ran for a break between the buildings, ensuring she stayed with him.

Vyki seemed to be nearly gliding on the balls of her feet as she was whisked around behind Lou. As he dove between the buildings, there was a path but the overgrown trees from the nearly decrepit shopping center seemed to whip at them as they ran through. Making it to the other side, she was surprised to see they weren’t far from Lou’s minivan.

Glad he judged the distance right; he quickly guided her to the van as they could hear heavy footsteps running behind them. Seeing the bright beam bounce around the periphery, Vyki realizes he’s about to waste time running to her side. She shouts, “just get in, Daddy!! I’ll get my own door!”

“Right,” he mutters as he shuffles over to the driver’s side.

Quickly starting it, she drops into the seat on the other side and reaches for the belt while he’s quickly backing out. Fighting with the seat belt while he’s accelerating, she finally gets it loose and pulls it forward when she shouts out, “FUCK!!”