Roman Torchwick, expert thief and criminal mastermind, grimaced as he said, "Neo... why are we at an amusement park?"

The diminutive woman just rolled her eyes and pointed at the nearby sign depicting the park's name: Mega Fun Land. Specifically the part of the sign that said "Fun".

"OK, fair… but aren't you a little old for this sort of thing? Hell, I'm pretty sure we were both too old for amusement parks when we first met each other."

She folded her arms over her chest, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Yeah, yeah, I know how old you were at Lady B's-"

The eyebrow rose a couple of centimeters higher.

"…and your tragic backstory…I'm not gonna win this argument, am I?"

Neo shook her head, her trademark smirk unashamedly plastered on her face.

"Alright then," the dapper criminal sighed, "where do you want to go first?"

Neo couldn't help bouncing in place for a few seconds before grabbing onto Roman's hand and pulling him further into the park. The sound of bleeps and bells and people shouting in glee magnified the further into the park they went, accompanied by flashing lights and the occasional holographic display for some of the larger rides.

Eventually, Neo stopped at a festival staple: the popgun target range. On the prize shelves were various stuffed animals and other tchotchkes that were made on the cheap, the standout being a giant stuffed Ursa on the top shelf.

Guess which item was emphatically gestured at?

"Geez, no need to yell, kiddo." She pouted for a moment as Roman rapped on the counter for the attendant. "Hey, how much to try for the Ursa?"

"Five Lien for three 'bullets', and you have to hit the target furthest back off its stand." They gestured to a target almost at the back wall of the stall, before holding their palm outward.

"Sheesh, rob me fricken blind, why don't you…?" Roman begrudgingly forked over the Lien, given three pieces of cork and a popgun for his troubles. He glanced over at his partner in crime, who was leaning her elbows on the counter, blinking expectantly up at him. He rolled his eyes before turning back to the task at hand. He held the popgun in one hand, leveling it down the range (the attendant was standing off to the side) as he lined up his shot. He'd always been more of a melee fighter, but he was familiar enough with firearms should the need arise. For real, this was such an easy task that he could probably be blindfolded and still-

In one swift motion he whipped out Melodic Cudgel fired a shot, obliterating the target.

"Well, that was actually a little disappointing. Eh, not like we'll ever be back here." He turned to the attendant and held out his palm.

Two minutes later they were both walking away, Neo holding onto her new stuffed Ursa like her life depended on it.

"Alright, I'll admit it…that was kind of fun."

Neo shot him a knowing look.

"No need to rub it in, squirt. What do you say we grab some food and then go on some rides?"

She nodded.

"Good, cuz I think I see some kids who look like some healthier eating would do them some good. Wanna help me educate them?"

She pretended to think for a moment before nodding.

"Excellent!"

fin.