fh_trips | Disneyland Paris, Wednesday

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Disneyland Paris, Wednesday

The island had been sitting out in Disney Lake for several days now. She had finally begun to calm, shaking off the last of the unsettling imprints that her previous destination had left on her. Music kept drifting from across the water, and occasionally tourists would stop to snap a picture of the pretty castle.

They never did look too closely, though.

It wasn't a long walk from Fandom to the actual park at all.

In fact, the stretch of the causeway encouraged anyone who walked on it to try it.

[[ ~~wait for the~~ ocd up! please meta where possible. ]]

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It's a little piece of 1900s small town USA in the middle of Paris. Take a ride on the railroad, grab a scoop of ice cream at the Gibson Girl Ice Cream Parlour, and check out the arcade!

This world of fairytales is wide and pretty, and full of attractions for the jaded Fandomite. Take the It's A Small World musical tour, or step on board the ~~Dumbo the Flying Elephant~~ Dino the Flapping Rhino flying tour!

It's life on the frontier, but not as you may remember it from any of Fandom's travels. The legends of the Wild West surround you here, and you can get your kicks on Big Thunder Mountain or scare the life out of yourself at Phantom Manor if you're up for a thrill.

It's a world full of grand adventures, sailing with pirates and hurling yourself into great peril-- in a family friendly way, of course. Hop aboard!

Take a step into the future - though maybe not the future you're used to. Get on board Space Mountain or take a tour into the stars!

Because this ventures into iffy meta territory: Please try to meta where possible. If an attraction happens to cross into the territory of a current Fandomite, please check their wishes re: metaing before you run with it.

Now that that's out of the way... have fun! Mind, the links included can get a little noisy - damn Disney site - so watch your speakers.

Jeremy had ~~handwavily~~ been around Disneyland every day since the island had landed here, and today, it was Main Street's turn to be explored.

... Or, it would be, once he was done having this Firehouse Dalmatian Mint Sundae. Or maybe two. Shut up, it was good.

[Compleeeetely botherable, yes!]

It was now Miley's fourth ~~handwavy~~ trip to Disney in only three days, and she was enjoying it immensely, thank you very much. She had bags full of souvenirs in each hand, and yes, that had also been happening every time she came here. Naturally, she needed some ice cream to give her energy for the rest of the day, so she sauntered into Gibson Girl to take care of that.

In badly-accented French, she chirped, "Bonjour!" at the cute guy sitting near her. Then she recognized him and laughed, "I mean, hey."

Jeremy gave her a bright, though slightly amused smile. "Bonjour," he greeted her back. His accent was actually surprisingly okay. "But hey is good too. Since we're technically in the States and everything. Even if it is the olden days."

As fun as it was to wander the park and try to force Jake on rides meant for toddlers, Caroline couldn't help remembering her last carnival experience. To hold the memories at bay, she dragged Jake down to Fantasyland in hopes the look on his face as they were surrounded by all things fairy tale would distract her.

So far, it was working. "We should go in one of the stores and get you a hat. Maybe one with a tiara," she teased, her arm hooked on his as they wandered. "You'd look pretty in pink."

"You come near me with pink and I'm making you go through the Small World ride fifteen times in a row," he protested. He could take a lot, but he drew the line at tiaras and pink.

"Right," Miley acknowledged, shooting him a thumbs-up. "Olden-day America in Paris in Maryland. This island is weird."

She peered at his ice cream, then glanced at the menu. "Oooh, what's that? It looks good."

She made a face at him, having expected that reaction. "You're so mean to me. Though I totally think we should go through the Small World again!" Especially when she could already sing it over and over for him. "It's a world of laughter a world of tears, it's a world of hopes and a world of fears, there's so much that we share that it's time we're aware it's a small world after all..." She was just going to keep singing till he made her stop.

Which didn't last very long before he was reaching over to try and cover her mouth. "You can go and I'll wait outside."

"Mrmphuh!" Caroline shook her head, trying to squirm away from his hand so she could keep tormenting him. Even with her mouth covered, she could keep humming the tune, though.

Such a dangerous song.

"Oh god, if I get that stuck in my head, I'm singing it the whole night," he threatened and seriously, it was already stuck. He stopped trying to cover her mouth though. "Don't they have anything with better songs? You know, ones that don't make me imaging creepy dolls everywhere."

Bo, as promised -- well, as maaaaaybe'd and then bounced and cajoled at -- had allowed herself to be dragged across the water once a complete inspection in a full length mirror showed not a single speck of gray on her. She was still doing the sunglasses thing, though; since her pupils hadn't shrunken to quite their normal size yet.

Mouse-ears, however? Not happening.

Probably.

"This is the..." He gestured at the menu with his spoon. "The, uh, Firehouse Dalmatian thing? With the mint chocolate chip ice cream. It's awesome. Maximum. Highly recommended."

"Just be glad I don't know it in other languages," she told him, giving his arm a squeeze as she leaned her head against his sleeve. "And if they have more, I wouldn't know. This is totally my first Disney experience."

"Seriously?" he actually looked surprised and he rubbed his hand over hers. "I thought you might have gone with your dad or something. I could so imagine you running around as a kid in one of those princess dresses."

He glanced down at her, considering it for a moment. "Sleeping Beauty or maybe Cinderella."

"Seriously," she agreed. "But I admit to perhaps dressing up like a princess as often as I got away with it. It's not my fault I come from a long line of pageant winners, okay? Ignoring that the gene skipped a generation, I was always ready for it."

"I'll take you up on that," Miley said with a smile, then put in the request to the next waitress who came around.

"So what brings you out to Disney?" she asked, batting her eyelashes in a meant-to-be-adorable sort of way. "You, uh, with anyone?"

She could be about as subtle as a rock, too.

"Sure sure," he teased, glancing away to hide his grin. "I think you should go audition to play princess while the island's here."

"Oh ha ha," she rolled her eyes at him. "God, could you imagine trying to play Sleeping Beauty? Just laying around all the time, waiting for some hot guy to show up and kiss you? So totally boring since I'm betting the kiss would be very PG. Which could be good, depending on who's playing the prince."

He raised an eyebrow at her. "I think you're taking the name too literal and you might actually need to walk around and entertain people," he argued.

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