Hello meh Wallabears! Wow! I HAVE MADE 9 ANDY BIERSACK IMAGINES! Andy, dear Andy, why ya gotta be so fricken awesome?!

Anyway, this one goes to BandAreMyHeros! She is an amazing girl with awesome stories! Go follow, read, and grass all her goodies! ( not those goodies ya dang perverts )

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Grace's P.O.V

"Andyyyy!" I called my boyfriend's name, "I want the big fluffy bear!"

"You already have the big fluffy bear from another game," he chuckled.

"That one is fluffier though," I playfully pouted like a little kid.

"It's bright pink with neon green head band," he reasoned.

"Ew," I scrunched up my face, "I don't want the fluffy bear anymore."

"I didn't think you would," he replied.

We walked around some more. The smell of greasy foods, sweat, and cotton candy filled the air. It had grown louder and louder as more kids enter the carnival.

Andy and I were here on one of Andy's breaks from touring and working on music. He only had two weeks before he had to go back to work! Plus, it was our first time going to the carnival together. We HAD to make this special.

"What do you want to do?" I asked him.

"What?" he yelled.

"What do you want to do?" I yelled back because of the screaming kid next to us.

"Ummm," he shouted, "Let's see if they have any couples games!"

"Sounds like a plan to me!" I exclaimed.

We ran away from the little kid. He was really starting to get annoying. I was glad Andy suggested to go elsewhere. If we had stayed in the food area, I would have slapped that kid to next Thursday!

Anyway, we looked around almost every section. We eventually found it hidden away in the corner of the carnival. There were at least five different games.

"How 'bout we try all of them and then go home?" Andy suggested.

"Sure!" I agreed.

We tried four of them only once because it was starting to get late. When we came to the fifth one, we were amazed by the fact that their was no line for the game.

An announcer said, "Step right up, step right up! Welcome to the Smoochin' Challenge! Complete tasks while kissin' your lass!"

"Looks interesting," I added.

"Why not?" Andy agreed.

"That's the spirit!" the guy yelled, overhearing our conversation.

"How many tasks are there?" I asked the man.

"Five!" he happily cheered.

I whispered to Andy, "Lets only do three then get out of here. This guy creeps me out."

Andy nodded his head.

"First up!" he said in a cartoonish voice, "You must shake a can of soda while kissing the beautiful lady!"

"Umm," Andy stared at the guy, "Are there any less creepy games? I mean, is this a way for you to jack off or what?"

"You entered the game!" he still continued to use the voice.

"And I am leaving the game," Andy grabbed my hand, "C'mon Grace."

"No!" the man angrily yelled, "I hardly get any visitors! You are going to stay!"

I hid behind Andy. I am a tuff girl, but everyone had their limits. I had read too many Stephen King books to know where this is going!

"Run!" Andy yelled.

We dashed away from the game. The man was chasing after us. I thought running through a carnival would be dangerous and crowded, but most people were at the food court. All the late night drunkies had come for a bite.

We found a detour that lead away from the food court. We were right at the entrance. The man was catching up to us. I soon saw security guards step out of the shadow though.

They let Andy and I cross over into the parking lot, but tripped the man. He fell straight on his face.

"Is this George?" the guard questioned his partner.

"Yeah! Cuff em!" he answered in a very southern accent.

His partner did as he was told. He lead George into the back of his car, and he started the car.

"Are you folks alright?" the southern man walked up to us.

"Yeah," I answered, "Who was that dude?"

"That is George Walksom," the man said in a very serious tone, "He was banned two years ago because he kidnapped and rapped a girl while her boyfriend watched. Word was that he was back again. Looks like we caught the weasel. We had just arrived, thanks for bringing him too us. We had no clue where he might of been. Where did you find him?"

"In the corner of the carnival," Andy replied.

"Well that makes sense," he shook his head, "Thanks again."

"Your welcome," I said.

Andy and I headed back to the car and left. The ride was silent until Andy decided to break it.

"Next time," he spoke up, "I will just get you another fluffy bear."