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That furry child the winged woman was carrying was pointing in his direction! Was he found out already? Damn! That kid must be psyhic or something thought the stranger as he hastily dropped his ciggarette and grounded it with the heel of his of his shoe. This was bad if he aroused the suspicion of the adult. Better get going before I am found out thought the stranger as he slipped quietly behind a random booth selling cotton candy.

Gareth was shocked. "Surely raising a baby can't be that expensive. I'm sure I wasn't," said Gareth as he folded his wallet and slid it into the pocket of his pants. "But thank you for the treat,"

Kaito turned to the direction pointed by Nanaki but nothing out of the ordinary was seen. Sure, there was that funny man with smoke coming out of his mouth but he had gone now while their guardians were talking about something or the other. "Gaaaa?" Kaito said clearly expressing his puzzlement over the excitement of the other.

Did the angel know that the baby was his? Did he somehow gave off that impression? Gareth wanted to ask but decided against it. It might cause some awkwardness at best and lots of explaining to do at a police station at worst. Well, at least he's not biologically mine thought Gareth to himself But rather technically as it was forced onto me... To the angel however, Gareth merely smiled before turning to see what had caused Nanaki to be excited. The young child had chanted the words 'walk, walk!' and pointed in the direction of the cotton candy booth. The cotton candy being sold there were huge and full of sugary delight. Gareth could understand the kid's excitement. He had been excited over cotton candy when he was younger too.


Kaito shifted uneasily in the carrier attached to Gareth. Nanaki was acting strange but Kaito could not understand the reason why and by the look his 'parent' was giving, neither did Gareth. The other 'big person' though seemed to be eyeing the direction indicated by 'Nana' seriously. "Waal," said Kato trying to mimick the other but somehow not completely capable of pronouncing the 'k' sound just yet.

Gareth followed the angel as she led the way to the cotton candy stand. Her child seemed rather put off over something but was quickly losing interest in whatever it was as they neared the stand. Ruffling Kaito's hair a little Gareth peered down at his charge. "What about you Kaito? Want to get a taste of junk food?"

"Foo?" gurgled Kaito as he cocked his head and eyed his parent. The word sounded odd and Kaito wasn't entirely sure of what it meant. But the little one was starting to get hungry. It had been ages since he had had a meal and the blue haired infant began sucking his fist while looking expectantly at his parent.

It looked as though he was off the hook for now and the stranger allowed himself a sigh of relief. He would continue to stalk them of course but now he'd have to play it safe and observe them from a distance as the thought of a wallet full of money was simply too tempting to resist.

Kaito stared at the offered treat with interest. It was fluffy and cuddly looking and it was probably called 'gooooddd' since the angel was referring to it. Extending his drool coated hand, Kaito giggled and repeated after the angel. "Gooooddd."

"Oh dear, you have got drool all over your hands," said Gareth and took out a piece of tissue to clean the infant's hand. Satisfied that it was sufficiently clean, Gareth then turned to the cotton candy seller and placed his order for a vanilla flavoured cotton candy. While awaiting the said candy seller to finish making the cotton candy, Gareth's eyes caught sight of a nearby booth. It was one of those shooting booths where prizes could be earned provided that sufficient amount of bottles have been knocked down. Gareth was interested as he had once won a prize in such a competition. Casting a glance at the cotton candy seller ( the cotton candy seller was nowhere near finishing Gareth's cotton candy just yet), Gareth stepped up to the shooting booth to inspect the offered prizes.

"Care for a shot at it mister?" the person in charge of the booth enquired as Gareth aproached the shooting range. "We have got some mighty fine prizes."

"I would like three tries please" said Gareth as he paid the person in charge. However, it was only after Gareth had paid the person in charge that the teenage boy realized how difficult it would be to actually aim with a baby strapped to your front. Looking sheepish, Gareth gave a glance toward the angel. "Umm...would you mind holding Kaito for a moment? I promise it won't take long..,"


Aha! So the boy would be trying his hand at the shooting range would he? And he hadasked the winged woman to look after the blue haired kid while he wasat it. This was the perfect opportnity to strike! Having thusly made up his mind, the stranger then made his way casually to where the youth was and eyed the wallet in the teenager's jeans with interest.

((Added a bit to my awfully short rp. Hope you don't mind. XD ))

Kaito was surprised when Gareth took him out of the carrier and handed him over to the other grown up. It felt odd being carried by another and Kaito squirmed a little but did not put up much of a fuss. At the sight of a disgruntled Nanaki covered in cotton candy however, Kaito began giggling and reached over to pat the other. Upon contact with the other’s fur, Kaito’s hand became sticky as well and the blue haired child was surprised. Rubbing his sugar covered hand across the shirt that Gareth had made him wear, Kaito then turned his attention back to the angel that was carrying him. She seemed to be talking to some weird stranger who looked as if he rather not be spotted.

Gareth on the other hand, was oblivious to the conversation between Nikomas and the stranger that was going on behind him as he concentrated on hitting the target. Taking aim, Gareth pulled the trigger and was pleased when the cork hit its intended target. Fitting another cork into the gun, Gareth took another aim and pulled the trigger once more and once again the intended target was hit. Nodding to himself in a sort of satisfied manner, Gareth then fitted the last cork into the barrel of the gun. If he could hit the target just once more, he would be able to have the prize that he had had his eyes on. Taking a deep breath to calm himself, Gareth then took careful aim and fired. The cork flew and as if in slow motion, found its mark. Joy flooded the teenager and Gareth gave a triumphant whoop.

“Nah, nothing, nothing,” the stranger mumbled as the winged being stepped between him and his victim. It would seem that that red furball the woman was carrying had something against him or something as his plan was twice foiled by the little critter. Attempting a sort of smile that was supposed to be reassuring but looked frightening in the glare of the carnival’s light, the stranger pointed to Gareth who was busy aiming and fidgeted “He’s a good shot, he is. Can’t a fellow watched without being hit on?”
But things changed when after the third shot, Gareth could be heard crowing with delight. With a speed that was almost unnatural, the stranger gave Nikomas a hard shove and in a split second later had his hands in the teenager’s pocket. With a deft tug, the wallet came out easily and the stranger began making a beeline for the shadows between the booths. Not the most subtle of his tactics, but it’d have to do given the situation.

What was this?Did I run into something? thought the thief as he nearly lost his balance during the collision with the barrier that Nikomas had created. Preplexed, the pick pocket stared ahead of him and noticed a sort of greenish shimmering wall that seemed be in his path. Letting out an inaudible curse, the stranger was about to alter his direction when his arm was firmly grasped by a strong and rather rough hand.

"Whoa, steady there fellow. Fancy seeing you here on my day off," said the owner of the hand and the pick pocket paled considerably. He knew that voice and loathed it.

At the sight of the thief looking for all the world like a drowned rat, the owner of the voice let out a hearty chuckle and frog marched the sullen crook over to where Nikomas and Gareth stood. “He’s been causing you trouble ma’am?” the arm owner enquired. “I’m officer Gates, Warren Gates at your service and this ere’ bandit happens to be one of my local customers. Course’ the missus and I weren’t expecting him here. What manner of mischief has he done now?”

“He stole my wallet,” Gareth said as he made a motion to retrieve Kaito from the angel’s arm. “He did it while I was at the shooting booth,”

“You don’t say,” said the officer with another hearty laugh before giving the crook a rough shake. “You av’ moved up in the world haven’t ya? You used to target them ol’ ladies and now I find you targeting young kids. Though of course…,” here the officer paused to give Nikomas and Gareth a thoughtful look. “It being my day off and all, I’d have to call a friend o’ mine over. You might have to answer some questions and stuff at the station; nothing hard, just em’ standard sort o’ questions,”

The officer nodded in understanding and grinned as the infant in the angel's arm said "Seep". It reminded him if the time when his own children were learning how to talk. Scratching his head with one hand while still keeping a firm grip on the criminal with the other, officer Gates turned his attention to the teenager and his blue haired brother. The teenager looked a trifle pale; Perhaps due to the excitement thought the officer as he eyed the duo kindly. The little one seems quite attached to the big one

Then turning to exchange a few words with a woman who was probably his 'missus', officer Gates took the stolen wallet out of the pick pocket's hand and handed it over to Gareth. Then with an equally easygoing smile, the officer nodded in Nikomas' direction. "Seems fair ma'am. I'll handle the crook myself with Tom at the station. Now you have a safe journey back you hear?"

Saying thus, the officer then led the sullen crook away as an interested crowd looked on.


Gareth had paled at the thought of the questioning session in the station as he had no idea how he was going to explain Kaito's situation. He might even be thrown into the same cell as that pick pocket! That thought troubled the teenager greatly. At Nikomas's request of not going to the station however, the teenager brightened up and stared eagerly as the officer contemplated this request and accepted the offered wallet gratefully.

When the officer mentioned that he could handle the crook himself at the station, Gareth felt a huge bubble of relief as he watched the officer leading the pick pocket away from the carnival.

When both the officer and the pick pocket was gone, Gareth gave a glance at his watch and was surprised at the lateness of the hour. Turning to face the angel, Gareth smiled. "I really must be off now but thanks for everything Nikomas! For the funfair's entrance as well as for stopping that pick pocket,"

Kaito watched Gareth curiously as he talked to the other grown up and when Gareth told the little one to say "Bye Bye" to Nanaki, the blue haired infant merely cocked his head to one side and said "Nana?"