Riding the Mouse

"Bonnie, are you sure this is okaaaaahhhhh!"

The first incline gave way to a sudden, heartstopping drop as the girls were thrown without warning onto the twisting tracks of the Mad Mouse. Bonnie raised her hands in the air, shrieking with joy as Susie squealed and clutched her harness for protection.

The carnival was a blur of colour, the guests like little beetles scuttling through the avenues far below. How high were they in the air? The Mouse hadn't looked nearly this tall from the ground! And how fast where they going? Susie barely had time to think about any of these details as she was whisked around a series of tight curves, g-forces plucking at her hair, towards...

Wait, but that wasn't possible. She'd seen the whole course of the coaster from the ground. There hadn't been a single loop-de...

"...whoooooaaahhhhhhhheeeeeeeeooooooaaaaaaawwwwww!" Or words to that effect.

Susie felt the wind whistle by her, cool against her skin. She was conscious of a strange feeling of freedom, as if she'd been liberated of all her earthly concerns, the burdens holding her down, as the mouse-cart raced on around the track. Beside her, Bonnie was screaming her lungs out, a huge goofy smile plastered across her face as the coaster raced towards the next massive drop.

She had to admit, in the tiny part of her brain that wasn't completely taken over by adrenaline, that Bonnie was right. This was fun.