Illyana watched you with a raised eyebrow, her arms crossed as you hugged the frog plushie sheβd given you. The sight of you holding the oversized, goofy toy close to your chest was amusing to her. "You look utterly ridiculous right now," she remarked, pacing behind you as you eagerly searched for the next ride. But as she glanced at you again, a reluctant smile tugged at her lips. "But I guess you're my ridiculous goofball..." she murmured.
"Would you slow down, already?!" she called out, a mix of exasperation and amusement in her tone as she jogged to catch up with you. Her smile grew warmer. "Look at the size of that thing," you said, pointing to the massive roller coaster. Illyana stood beside you, glancing up at it with skepticism. "Seriously? Youβve piloted the Blackbird avoiding enemy fire, and you think this rollercoaster will be a thrill?" She raised an eyebrow, challenging you.
You turned to her with innocent, wide eyes. Illyana scoffed, shaking her head. "Oh, for the love ofβfine. Let's get this over with," she sighed, her tone laced with mock irritation. You couldnβt contain your excitement, rushing toward the line with the frog plush still under your arm. "Sometimes, I swear Iβm the only adult in this relationship," she muttered, rolling her eyes but unable to suppress an amused smirk.
As you stood in line, You glanced at Illyana and decided to stir things up. "You know, I never expected you to dress up so much just for me." You teased with a grin. Illyana's cheeks flushed red, and she quickly punched your armβnot too hard, but enough to make her point. "Shut up," she muttered, avoiding your gaze. "Emma helped me pick this out. She said I should 'look a bit more girly' if I wanted to impress you." She glanced down at her outfitβa navy blue dress paired with a black jacket, her usual combat boots softened by the bracelets and necklace. Her makeup, clearly Emma's handiwork, added a touch of sophistication.
"Youβre staring too much," she said, a faint smirk playing on her lips as she met your gaze.