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Alright, she was ready for it this time. There was a needle in that haystack just waiting for her to come along and find it, and she didn't intend to make it wait long! Etsali shot the farmer in charge another of her wide grins and then turned to the task at hand, digging enthusiastically into the hay. But once again, nothing.

Maybe it could wait just a little longer.

"Hmm, still not seeing it." Nucleo had wandered back to the haystack to try his hand at the game again. His hair was slowly becoming more and more monster-like but he ignored Goatmom's attempts to n** at it. He was more interested in doing something fun to get him excited again than to sit still and wait for his clones to fix it. On that note he considered calling one out to keep him company but wondered if the booth owners would think he was trying to cheat. He wasn't sure if they'd believe that they were twins or if they'd think something seabeasty was going on. Better to not chance it just yet.

Once again, tonight wasn't his night to find a needle. To be honest, after looking up what a needle looked like in a text book, Mahmud started to think this whole damned game was rigged. Who on Alternia was going to find something that thin in all this hay!? Someone would like, have to have Sniper Eyes for that!

While the boy continued re stuffing hay in his pants, his pockets, his HAIR even, he contemplated a wicked sweet musical slam poetry piece about the man with the sniper eyes. Something about Sniper man, his master plan, and how he didn't expect to find Pity in a troll so prett-

"Alright kid, ya- ... Did you get bigger?"

Mahmud dashed off before the booth operator could look closer, all that hay scratching his poor little legs in the meantime,

The community pot had a lot more things in it today! It was kind of exciting to see that so many trolls were still so willing to pitch in. Etsali found herself wanting to join in again, but she hadn't really picked up anything new that would look good with all those vegetables simmering away in there, had she? Nothing new, but she guessed she did have those ones from the barter game! No one would know if she used it for this instead of that!

The thief reached into her bag, fishing around, and withdrew one of her totatoes. It was...kind of beaten up, a little weird looking, but it was a vegetable, and vegetables had to be good with other vegetables. She dropped it in and watched the concoction cook for a moment with a smile.

Amonee passed by that haystack booth again and eyed it more carefully this time. He'd been too hasty in his previous attempts and had simply assaulted the object without any thought. No wonder he hadn't been able to find anything! This time he would investigate it carefully before tearing through it.

"Is that... blue?" Needles weren't (usually) blue. What was a splotch of color doing in there? Greedy hands dug at the spot and the young jadeblood lit up with joy at finding a shiny plastic blue button. How cute! He had no idea what to do with it but it was his now as a nice memento of his time at the Jubilee.

Jazzed about his success with the mooncakes, Amonee decided to defeat the rest of his hunger at the community pot. This time he grabbed a bowl to try the broth later once they allowed it. So far it smelled okay but it needed something more... but what would do? Thinking it over, the young jadeblood decided to add two cut up yellow oniyums to the mix. He would add more later as he shopped through the farmers' market and found appropriate goods. This was turning out much better than he'd feared!

"Thank you for the bowl!" Amonee gave a polite nod to one of the trolls passing out the goods and manning the fire.

Hemera frowned at the results of her new batch. She'd done everything as well as she could...the stamping was much better than last time, and she had even perfected the crust. So how had this gone so wrong? "I did not realize baking would be so hard," she muttered, getting rather annoyed. Other amateurs were succeeding on their first try, and here she was, yet again with inedible cakes. "It should have gone better this time; I just don't understand..."

She chewed on her lip a little, frustrated but also confused. She thought herself a quick study, but this was showing otherwise. Perhaps it was a fluke?

"Really Hemera?" A sharp voice spoke behind the tealblood, it was familiar, but lower now. A soft timbre of warmth. Moving closure, Afryse pushed the sleeves of his kimono up to his arm pits and grinned at her. Hemera looked.. Gorgeous. More beautiful than she ever had before. This was what it was like to be a teen? Here he seemed to barely change, but look at her! Glasses thin and accentuating her lips and eyes, and her hair spun out like black gold. Then her horns, sleek and curled behind her head, while his were jagged and stuck out. She looked smooth and gorgeous, like ice.

s**t, he was staring. Clearing his throat, he began to work, but the.... the sight of Hemera made him feel oddly weak, oddly confused with his own blood pusher. Was this a normal thing? "Really," He tried to keep his voice even, "This is absolutely nothing, really." Really it was. Really.

They ended up horrible, with the incorrect filling and dough that would not rise, and a print that looked like it had been caught in an earthquake. Their only saving grace was the fact they were perfectly goldenbrown and looked scrumptious. "... Okay, perhaps it is not that simple." He wanted to give it another shot. This was going to be tougher than he thought, but it wasn't /that/ hard, right? right?