Dart Toss Family's New Shrink Ray chapter 30 by copier · original author: penslayer5

After leaving the rigged booth with their prize, both Derek and Bethany went on the hunt for another. Hopefully it wouldn't be rigged as well but they seriously doubted that. After all, the overall goal of these stands at the end of the night was to turn a profit.

"Step right up and win a prize! You two, come hither win a mystery bag." A lanky man with a disguised looking handlebar mustache called out to them. He was dressed in a finely pressed black suit and fedora of all things. He looked straight out of the 1930s.

Derek stopped to look at the man while Bethan kept walking before he tapped her on the shoulder. She looked confused for a moment before he pointed to the mustached man's booth. She shrugged her shoulders while cuddling the big bunny.

The sight was so damn cute that Derek couldn't help but smile. The two walked over to the lanky man and saw that his booth was the classic dart toss. A bullseye was set up on a wooden plank with three darts sitting on a table.

"Welcome to a game as old as the carnival itself, maybe even older, the classic dart toss!" The mustached man hammed. "If you can nail a bullseye in three tries, you'll receive a mystery bag with a prize of unknown origin and value inside!"

"Really?" Derek asked curiously. "This game wouldn't happen to be rigged, would it? Because the last game we played was rigged and that wasn't cool."

Bethany shook her head in agreement.

The lanky man feigned hurt. "Never! The dart toss is a game of honor that is won or lost by the thrower's own strength and hand eye coordination. I would never dream of insulting this great game like so."

Both Derek and Bethany gave him a flat look before glancing at each other. They both nodded and Derek spoke for the both of them, "Alright, we'll play... and we'll take that mystery prize."

"Excellent!" The fedora-clad man smiled, showing off his clearly bleached white teeth. "Let the game begin!"

"What's your name?" Derek asked as he grabbed the three darts from the table.

"Horvitz, good sir!" The now identified man answered.

Bethany silent giggled at the man's name. He really seemed to like hamming it up. Hopefully her date could win this game.
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