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Those bright green orbs grew wide hearing about the truth that Briar must answer; the worst thing that he has ever done to someone. While the little coin has no eyes, the grass type could feel it staring at him and very impatient. He looked over to Logan who was somewhat nearby as his leafy ears caught the answer and the name of his father which oddly enough is his name too. It was a little funny to hear really but he heard the tiny voice of the coin coughing to get his attention. "Oh! Sorry . . ." He apologized to the snack which is . . . odd to see . . .

"Well . . ." Briar began to speak, seeing his long leafy ears drooping down slowly. "I . . . I lied to my papa and it was the first time I did that too." He felt extremely terrible for it. The Shiftry asked him if he had checked the feed box for the chickens to see if he needs to add more to it. He lied saying yes since he was busy. Then some of the chickens got sick from not eating. "But in the end I told him the truth! Even though he was sad about it . . . . but papa was happy that I did the right thing." Little Briar did learn his lesson then which made him happy seeing how he flicked his leafy tail back and forth. The mysterious coin was silence and fell flat in his gloved hands as he had passed the challenge. He wasn't sure what it was doing but Briar had to poke the coin making sure that if it has anything else to say or if it was actually alive in the first place. But after a few seconds of poking it, the Leafeon unwrapped the pretty foil and happily ate the chocolate coin. "Yummy!"

Soon, he looked up to see Maximilian as he spoke to everyone to follow the boy along and sleep wherever within the tent. But he couldn't help but to stay put and look at the other infants, especially Zale who looked like a complete nervous wreck as he spoke to Malo about . . . trading clothes? How odd?

Malo was kicking his legs happily on the edge of the table, mostly watching lazily and enjoying the rest of his treat. He looked down- and furthermore- jumped down when he saw Zale.

He liked Zale a lot. They had become pretty close in their previous meeting and Malo listened, his eyes widening at the suggestion. He itched behind his head, then pouted and said "No!" Very defiantly, putting his nose in the air.

But again, always fast to give away his joke, Malo burst out laughing again, the other's face almost priceless. "I'm just teasing, Zale. Sure, we can. As long as you don't mind not having a hood."

Never one to be too concerned with being naked, he pulled his oversized cowl shirt and his undershirt off in one pull, shaking his head a bit when it was out. He was pale all the way down to his white pants and he turned his clothes inside out. "Hope you don't mind if they're a bit musty." He then slipped his pants off, now standing in pantaloons. He really hoped he didn't have to take those off too.

Arms outstretched, he offered his clothing to Zale. "I am going to look so silly in your hoody."





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Firefly gulped as Malo basically stripped to his skivvies beside him. The nervous little Eevee moved away from the pair. He wandered towards the Leafeon, sensing a sort of odd familiarity, though he didn't know he could evolve into such a creature. His Papa rarely speculated about life outside the gun shop and if Firefly asked, it was always returned with "I don't know."

Slipping after the Growlithe, he came to the tents and looked for a place to sleep, not entirely tired but too nervous to really approach any of the other children. He said nothing to them, frowning as all the good sleeping spots were taken.

Zale's eyes widened when Malo spoke, about to nod and apologize when the boy instead agreed and began to strip. There was a second where Zale simply stood there, shocked. "Oh! Ah!" It took him a second to remember that they needed to switch. Looking about, he nervously took Malo's clothes, spread them from one chair and then to another, and slipped behind it, removing his hoodie, shirt, and pants. When this was done he set them down before Malo, taking the clothes of the other and slipping them on.

With a cheerful smile, though nervous, he reached to flip his hood up, realizing that he didn't have it anymore. It was awkward, but he had performed the dare. "I think you'll look fine in my clothes..." He murmured, heading for his spam roll, returning to Malo, and flopping down as he began to nibble on the sides.

Malo waited patiently, then picked up the clothes that had been offered to him, finding the other's bashful behaviour very darling. He wormed into the hood and pulled it up over his head, looking a bit like a Treecko. The flame on his scalp etherially shone through the fabric and lit up the eyes on the clothes. He felt silly, but drifted easily in them. "You look...very dapper." He giggled, offering the other his hand. "Let's go to the tents and find a place to sleep!"


Firefly jumped as he was approached, tensing and frowning even wider and shuffling from the Leafeon as if he was about to be struck. "N-nothing. No reason." He spoke quickly, clinging to his own tail, fur bristling on his tail. "G-goodbye." He backed up and rapidly scrambled away from the Leafeon to find a place to sleep and be alone. He sort of wished his papa hadn't left so soon. He didn't like this as much as he thought he did.

As he scrambled over a few small fences, he dropped his golden coin and hurried to a trunk of clothing, climbing inside it and 5/6th closing the lid, only his eyes peeking out to see if he had been followed.

Briar had jumped as well from the Eevee's reaction and felt terrible seeing him shuffling away and clinging to his tail like his security blanket. He was about to speak out again but the little Eevee spoke out so quickly and even left quickly; running away to the other direction. "Wait! Come back!" Briar yelled out as he saw the pretty Eevee running off to the direction where he saw the fences. The little blonde felt really terrible as he was just concerned about him and yet he had only made things worse.

Just as he was about to go and find him, the Verdant gijinka felt someone standing besides him and sees another Eevee but this one had blue streaks in his hair. Seeing the wink that was given to him, Briar blushed suddenly for he was never winked at before. "Ah but . . ." He started to speak but noticed that the bluish Eevee had already walked off closer to the tent and even tilted his head back to signal him to follow. The little blond has done so and quickly walked up to be beside him even though his eyes still stare at the direction of where the other Eevee have ran off to. "But what about him? He ran off from everyone else from the group. He's frighten, alone, and he could be hurt . . ." His long leafy ears lowered down in his worrisome thought and his bright green orbs grew fuller. "I need to look for him . . . but I don't know the area at all." It would be great if someone could go with him who knows the area but if not then he will still go off to try and find him. No one should be alone in a brand new place after all.

Malo looked around lazily, yawning and shaking his own head. It was almost time for his nap. He needed something, preferably on fire...but there was nothing lit here. He sighed, knowing he probably wasn't going to get to sleep if he didn't have fire. May as well make the best of it. He bobbed along, still clutching Zale's hand firmly, looking for a hammock. He simply could not sleep on a flat surface. It had to be hung in some way- a bag, a hammock, a sack nailed to the wall.

When he saw the high wire and trapeze safety net, he knew they had found their napping spot. "C'mon, Zally." He giggled, just making up the nickname on the spot as he clambered up a few overturned podiums. They were used for the tigers to sit on in the ferocious cat part of the show, but now they were stairs. Malo could have floated, but he wanted to stay with Zale.

Finally reaching the top, he jumped onto the net and smiled comfortably, nuzzling into its strung, pully surface and sighing contently, using the hood as an impromptu pillow.





Firefly didn't want to be found, especially by another eevee and that blonde boy. As he watched them through the slit of the box, he whimpered and pulled more outfits over his head. His papa would be disgusted if he saw his boy snivelling in a trunk of dirty circus clothes, but Firefly didn't care. If they were following him it meant they were going to hurt him! He didn't like that at all.

When he was sure they were out of sight, he clambered out of the box and rubbed his arm, trying to find a better place to hide before they circled back. As he looked about madly, he paused, seeing a huge clown canon in the middle of the tent's three rings. He hurried to it, ears flat to his head, and clambered into the tip. He'd always wanted to see a real canon. Sadly, the canon operated with a special suit and had to be greased before entry. Even his tiny little form was too wide and he promptly got plugged in the hole. He squirmed and began to yelp, now truly horrified, nothing but his legs, the ends of his arms and his tail sticking out of the tight squeezed barrel of the canon.