Being trapped in an alternate Disneyland builds character.

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The problem, really, was with the lack of a real bed. When he'd realized, after a long day of running around the park eating junk food and shrieking happily on rides with no lines to wait on, that no one was going to come along to make him go to bed, Calvin was exultant. Exhausted, but exultant. He'd bunked down in the Pooh Corner sweetshop in Critter Country; despite Hobbes's sarcastic comments about the Tigger merchandise, it was cheerful and, more importantly, full of caramel apples and fudge and enormous lollipops. He'd slept very well the first night.

( Oh, yeah? Define 'well-adjusted!' )

((Closed RP for Susan and Calvin & Hobbes.))

Okay, seriously, you need to eat -

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(Day after Daniel app. Closed to Crichton and Daniel.)

John was going to start getting on the rides any day now, he knew it. Just to keep himself distracted, keep his mind off of things. Besides, how many people could say they got to go to Disneyland and never had to wait in one line? Unless they had their wheelchair bound granny with them, that is?

( Wandering in search of... )

Fletcher Moon, Half Moon Investigations

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The good thing about Irish accents – the really, really good thing – is that it takes so little to make them sound confused.

( Not a leprechaun )

((And it's Fletcher Moon, late to the party! From Eoin Colfer's Half Moon Investigations.))