Walking through the turnstile at the front gate you had just passed, you sighed as you heard your friends Alfred, Gilbert, and Mathias, joking noisily and shoving their way behind you.
It was hot, crowded, and loud at the theme park that the males had somehow convinced you to spend the day at with them, and you knew that the day was only getting started as you noticed, on the park guide, the plethora of rollercoasters that were located throughout the area.
"(Y/n)! Where do you want to go first?" Alfred, the American of the bunch, questioned as he linked your arm with his.
"How about this one?" You pointed to the first ride that you saw on the map, the teacups.
With some grumbling about "not being able to go on the cool rides first", you managed to get the boys to the lineup.
"I call sitting with (y/n)!" The tallest of the group, Mathias exclaimed, throwing an arm around you to pull your body next to his when you reached the front of the line.
Your cheeks flushed slightly at the close proximity. "M-Mathias!"
He grinned down at you, cerulean eyes gleaming, before whisking you off to the nearest teacup.
After you had gotten as comfortable as you could, you looked over to see a cramped Gilbert and Alfred in the cup beside you, not looking too happy with the way that their legs were shoved in with each others. You giggled at them, earning glares, but you turned away as the ride started.
Mathias was more than happy to spin the vehicle at the fastest the wheel in the centre could take it, to your chagrin. The small space you were in plus its high velocity made the sides of your hips slam into his, which were sure to leave bruises on your own, but the Dane probably didn't feel a thing. He did, however, notice that you seemed to keep flying into him, so he wrapped an arm around your waist and held you to him again, another blush covering your face.
"I bet ve can spin ours faster zhan yours!" The accented voice of your friend Gilbert was heard through your own shrieking and Mathias' chuckles.
"You're on!" you called back to him, hands moving to give your ride partner unnecessary help with the wheel, sending him a competitive smile.
After the minute or two of quick spiralling that the ride consisted of, the four of you stumbled out and back onto the path, much too dizzy and disoriented to even think about who really spun faster.
After regaining his sense of balance, Alfred noticed a sign in the distance, raised his arms in the air and grinned. "Up next, water park!"
You were in awe. Sure, you knew that your best friends were pretty attractive guys and tons of girls liked them, but really? This?
Muscles. Glorious muscles, as far as the eye could see. Now, you had never one to gawk too much at built bodies, but it seemed that the three had done something very right to look this good.
Alfred was clad in (of course) American flag swim shorts, Mathias in red, and Gilbert, lastly, in black. You could feel the eyes of everyone on you, the random one of the group who didn't seem to belong with these ridiculously attractive males, as you strolled through the waterpark.
You caught yourself staring at the...behinds...of the trio in front of you, but you looked away before you could do any further damage to your conflicted mind.
"Zhat one!" Before you knew it, a smooth hand enclosed on your wrist and off you were to the tallest waterslide in sight.
"Gilbert, I don't-" You tried, but it was too late. He had already grabbed a raft, and was dragging you up the stairs to the top.
"Hey, wait for us!" Your remaining blond friends exclaimed as they caught up with you.
At the top, there was a surprisingly short lineup, but it seemed that most of the female population in the park, even some males, had followed the four of you to the ride; almost definitely so they could keep looking at your friends.
"Sit down here, (y/n)," The Prussian gestured to the front seat of the floatation device. "I'll go behind you."
You sat where he told you, the raft still being held in place by the bar leading to the actual slide. Gilbert sat with his legs at your sides, and his chest at your back. You would have blushed when his hands met your swimsuit-clad waist, but that was when the two of you were sent shooting into the dark tunnel in front of you.
The albino gave a whoop as you turned the first corner, while you squawked and unwittingly pressed yourself further into him. A few more twists and turns later in the echoing shaft, the two of you were thrown into sight of clear blue water, flipping over your raft and into the shallow, chlorinated pool.
You laughed when you surfaced, pushing your wet hair from (e/c) eyes, to see Gilbert doing the same.
His odd chuckle rang out, and as you climbed out of the pool you heard the loud shouts of your other two best friends as they exited the tunnel and flipped into each other, mops of blond hair soaking as they surfaced.
"Zhat one next!" Gilbert declared, picking up your raft and running off to the next slide he saw.
You followed after him, a soaking Alfred and Mathias close behind.
The sun was finally beginning to go down, and the blaring heat of the afternoon was dissipating. You, Alfred, Gilbert, and Mathias had decided that you would only go on one more ride before making your way back home, so of course it had to be the largest ride in the park.
You gulped as you noticed the copious amount of loops of the structure and how it towered over the other attractions, and although Mathias had told you its name when you had started on your way over, you had failed to read the sign at the front of the line when you passed it. Although, you were sure it had something to do with death, or darkness. Maybe both.
Reaching the front of the line quickly, as there weren't nearly as many people in the park as there were earlier in the day, you took in that the each of the cars sat four people next to each other.
"I'm sitting in a middle seat!" You claimed, making sure that your friends knew there was no way you were sitting on an outside seat.
"That's fine with me, doll." You heard from the American, to which you shot a look, but he simply laughed and pulled you off to the front row.
Once the four of you were comfortable seated, the enthusiastic ride operator cheered out some rules about how your limbs should stay in the vehicle and what not, and then you were off.
The steep journey up the long track that was the first drop was nerve wracking; you could see it on Alfred's face as well, who had his eyes shut tight in his spot next to you in the other middle seat. Mathias sat on your other side, blue eyes ablaze, and Gilbert, on the other side of your American friend, was already whooping, arms up.
"Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh m-" As you finally reached the top and began your quick descent, you stopped your muttering and raised your arms along with the others and yelled out, adrenaline pumping.
"That was a surprisingly good day." You admitted to your companions, still jittering from the huge rollercoaster you'd just gotten off of, but still laughing at the thought of how funny you had all looked in the picture taken after the first plunge.
"Told you so." Three voices retorted at once, followed by noises of high fives. You rolled your eyes, but continued to smile.
"So, (y/n), how does it feel to have the three greatest friends in the world?" Alfred grinned, turning around backwards to walk in front of you.
"Oh, is that what you call yourselves now?" Came your reply.
"Hey!" The voices of the males rang out again, and elbows jabbed into your sides playfully.
"I'm joking, You guys are pretty awesome."