Brody looked at the puppies frolicking in the flower garden and beyond them, to where a professional cuteologist, complete with a lab coat and kitten ears, was giving children rides on a friendly lion. Brody shuddered, shoving his hands into his trench coat. â€œI hate this place.â€
Chinjin punched him lightly in the shoulder. â€œChrist Brody, how can you be cranky in Cute Land?â€
â€œItâ€™s just that everything here has a face. Itâ€™s creepy.â€
Chinjin rolled her eyes. â€œEverything does not have a face.â€
â€œNo, seriously, everything has a face. Look, the clouds have faces, the rides have faces, even the food has faces. That kid over there is licking an ice-cream cone with a face!â€
â€œAw, I think itâ€™s cute. Look at the way the ice creamâ€™s nose scrunches up when the kid licks it.â€
â€œBaby, he is killing that face, one lick at a time, itâ€™s creepy.â€ Brody waved his arms around â€œThis place is cute porn. Any minute now I will barf glitter.â€
Chinjin turned away from him. Brody saw her wipe at her face with her hands.
Brody sighed. â€œIâ€™m sorry babe. I didnâ€™t mean -â€ He reached for her, but she pulled away.
â€œIâ€™m fine.â€ She said, looking down at the rubber rainbow floor.
â€œBaby, youâ€™re not fine, and Iâ€™m sorry.â€ He reached for her again, and she hugged him, pressing her cheek on his sloping shoulder. â€œI know you arranged this vacation for me and I really appreciate it. Cute Land just isnâ€™t my thing. Iâ€™m sure we can find someplace in the Pleasure Dome to have a good time.â€ He looked up at a candy signpost, which was whistling merrily. â€œLook, that way is Gremlin Town; I bet we could have a lot of fun in Gremlin Town.â€
Chinjin put her arms around his neck.â€œYeah?â€
â€œYeah, and then later, maybe we can go down to the Love Lagoon.â€ He tickled her waist and she giggled. â€œAll the animatronics there are fully functional, and no kids allowed.â€
Chinjin grinned. â€œNow that does sound like fun.â€
He squeezed her waist. â€œOff to Gremlin Town we go.â€
The signpost winked.