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BALLOON POP

Seeing as she'd chased the two pesky snot ghosts off, Danny got back to work with a sigh. This time she was a balloon ninja, nailing balloons left and right! She was the best.

Danny decided to use her leftover dart to nail Andrew in the side. Hehehe.

HELL'S BELLS


Hairwolf dropped the mallet, jutting his lower lip out in a frown as the scale lights flickered out half way. He was certain he'd swung his hardest but as he scratched the back of his head in confusion, maybe he'd forgotten to use all his strength. Hmm, was he forgetting anything else? Mikey had snuck away from the big top, but he was pretty sure that the band wasn't due to play for a while yet...

Even if they were, long blonde hair and striped stockings were more than enough to keep him from remembering. The ghoul brushed past him, seeming not to notice, but Mikey wasn't one to pick up on 'leave me alone' cues. Besides, he was pretty sure she was the ghoul he'd promised a danced over Critter and well, he'd hate to disappoint.

"Hey there sweet thing," he cooed, trotting after her, his tail wagging. "That was some real far-out bangin' you did back there!"

HELL'S BELLS

Danny's romance sensors had gone off. That is, if she actually had a romantic bone in her body. It was a bit more like a puppy dragging a dead bird home. She meant well, but it was a poor way to show affection.

She ran over to the hell's bells game, slamming the hammer down in the name of Andrew's dignity. Of course, it slammed into the bell, winning her a strange voodoo doll.

Sneaking over to Andrew (very sneakily, so sneakily that only Andrew could see her. Magic hob powers), Danny threw the toy into his arms and then gave him a thumbs up. She then ran off to a bush and hid behind it, eager to watch the result.

He nodded in silence as she spokes, musing over it a bit longer. The logical part of his head told him asking was a big, fat, giant dragons mouth that he was walking into. Or maybe a lake of glitter and joy he was about to tight walk over.

Either way, probably best not to ask. But it was seriously going to bother him until he did, so... best to get it over with. He sighed briefly, ears low against his head more out of the potential backlash he knew was likely to come from the question than anything. "So... which were you more angry over?" Er, well.. he knew what he was talking about. But she hadn't heard that lovely dialogue in his head, right. Clarification. "The fact it was my brother's prak, or..." Nope, not saying it. He couldn't even look at her fully, just out of the corner of his eyes briefly before looking back up. Because the sky was interesting.

Yeeup.

HELL'S BELLS

Simply was there, and had been for a while. Wandering the games, seeing if she could climb on top of a tent. The general bits and things. Though nothing too much to stand out. Not until she spotted someone she knew. He was swinging a mallet at that ring the bell thing-a-ma-bob. Well! It looked fun enough!

Though he didn't seem to be doing it right. She'd just have to show him. "Wolfy if you don't swing it harder it won't ring!" She called, prancing over as he was speaking to a pretty blond ghouly. Who got a cheery little smile as she quickly snatched up a mallet before swinging it down at the thing as hard as she could.

But no deafening ring. Nothing. What? "S'broken?" She stated, glancing up at it. She hadn't exactly seen anyone else trying earlier. She hadn't been paying attention so... "Maybe you did hit is hard enough then..?" She mumbled, tapping her chin as she glanced at the both of them. "But mine went higher!" Because this was totally a competition. Or at least it might have been.

Had there not been a loud crash from another direction. Or maybe that was just balloons popping. Either way the pair got a quick grin before she spun to head off with a wave. "GONNA LOOK! BYE BYE!" And then, as quickly as the ghoul had shown up to say hello, sort of, she was prancing off a few booths down with a few jangles and potentially more glitter still falling off her dress.

There was no purpose to any of that, was there?

"Oh I haven't played that one yet! Good idea Maple!" He took a look on what they had on hands. Two big plushies on shoulder, check. A cup of duckling, check. They had to hold the water gun, so it was better to find someone to look after their belongings for a while.

He scanned around to see if there's some familiar faces. "Hey Andrew! Wow you look handsome tonight and Ol-livia, you look great!" He gave the duo a smile when he waved and got closer to the two.

"We are gonna to play the water gun game, so take care of these before we get back? Thanks." He walked off to the booth with Maple, hands holding.

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WATER GUN RACE

Holding the gun, AJ asked Maple if she's ready when he sat down and made his first shot.

One target down.

"Maple, let's have a race?" He suggested with a smile.

At the realization that someone was talking to her, Shine stiffened, her fingers curling around the stuffed dragon's arms. She squeezed hard enough for the fabric to crinkle, but the stitches thankfully held - she might have cried if she destroyed her new favorite toy so early. It also happened to be her only toy, which made it all the more fortuitous that it evaded destruction for the time being.

Brows knit, she slowly turned to see who wanted her attention, expression immediately softening when she recognized him as the boil from Critter. Her arms relaxed, and she went back to cradling the plush instead of crushing it to death.

"Hi, um...hello," she murmured, blinking away the lingering tears from the bell ordeal...which looked a lot like she was batting her eyelashes. "I...thanks, um...I think I'm good at banging."

She smiled and giggled the shortest of giggles, her gaze falling to her feet.

"Aren't you...aren't you busy um...doing stuff?"