So Piper was being a little more vain than usual- so what? In her defense, maybe she didn't dress up much because it usually wasn't in her means, which made Dakota feel pretty crappy about giving her so much guff about it.
At least at first.
But as the day went on, it got a little old. Well, a lot old. For instance, Piper found 10 bucks on the street as they walked. Which was great! Except for Piper chalking it up to her ring. "See, look, it already returned it's investment!" Zack rolled his eyes so hard that Piper picked it up in her peripheral vision. "Hey, screw you Zack! You're just jealous you didn't find it first."
But then she started calling it her lucky ring, just because of things that were happening purely by chance. For instance, some asshole teen on a bike whizzed by and yelled something at the trio before whipping a water balloon square into Zack's face.
"Son of a BITCH!" He had shouted, earning himself several glares from walking families with small children. Dakota was inclined to agree, however, since the splash zone, while basically encompassing Zack's head, had evolved past him onto most of her top, which was now noticeably see-through. "Stupid asshole kids riding around on their stupid asshole bikes with their stupid asshole water balloons..." Zack was grumbling as he ran a hand through his now soaked hair.
"Guess I must be lucky!" Piper sang in a cheerful tone, and Dakota turned to see that her friend was bone dry, and was now gazing happily at her ring. "Or it's my lucky ring..."
Zack scowled. "Shut up about the ring, Piper, seriously. You just weren't in the way- you should thank Dakota and me for taking the blast." Dakota knew Zack was just mad about the water balloon assault, but PIper didn't even seem to notice.
Thankfully, it was pretty dry out, and Dakota's shirt slowly returned back to it's non-transparent state, meaning her meager bra-adorned chest was no longer on display. And they had wondered as bored folks will do on a pier, until they walked to the small area reserved for cheap pier games that were completely rigged- balloons that you throw darts at, milk jugs to throw balls into, the usual affair.
Dakota eyed them with slight interest- she knew they were rigged, and they had the same exact sort of things at state fairs back in Texas, so she knew firsthand how rigged they were, but Piper was, of course, super psyched about them. "I bet I can absolutely clean house at these games, you guys!"
"Piper, I swear, if you say because of your lucky ring, I'm gonna rip it off your finger and throw it in the pier." Zack grumbled, but he had a bit of a smile when he said it.
"Well, what's the harm in trying?" Piper said excitedly- jeeze, she was like a ten-year old! "I can use this nice ten dollar bill that I snagged, thanks to-" Zack punched her lightly in the shoulder, which she returned with interest right back. "Don't be jealous!" She shouted, and jogged up to one of the games.
Piper chose one of the worst ones, in Dakota's opinion- a ring toss. The rings were almost certainly the same circumference as the jars, which meant you had a one in a million chance of actually landing one around the neck of a bottle. "Land one, win a small prize, land three, win a big prize- land five or more, and win the GRAAAAAAND PRIZE!" A hand painted sign proudly proclaimed on the wall, along with a large sign underneath that proclaimed "Four for 5$ or ten for 10$". Well, those were pretty bad odds- you even had to pay out twice for a chance at a grand prize?
"Let's maybe do something else, Piper- this seems kinda rigged..." Dakota began hesitantly, but there was a shout from the booth before Piper could respond.
"Hello there, pretty lady, care to try a hand of ring toss?" The bored looking older man asked- his flat tone made the "pretty lady" comment even creepier.
"Hell yeah I do!" She shouted as she slapped the 10$ bill on the table. "In fact, I'd like two rounds, please." Dakota sighed. Leave it to Piper to find money and immediately blow it on something as stupid as a ring toss...