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We`rika took the proffered food with thanks. The yam or... sweet potato (Why the ******** did it have two names?) looked nice and big and warm against his cold hands. He swirled the liquid suspiciously in the cup. Why was this stuff pink as well?! God, this color was a curse! Well... not always, he added foolishly as he looked at Chloe biting into her yam... or sweet potato... thing.

"I-Ish hah.. be cah-fuu."

Hearing Chloe, the Huicholan's ears perked up and a large toothy grin split his face in half. "It's whaaa?" He asked, teasingly. And he thought his English was bad. Still smiling like a fool, he unwrapped his yam............ or again... sweet potato and sunk his long teeth into the thin skin, receiving some nice burns on his gums. "Sahmofa'bish!!"He cursed and pulled back, leaving little teeth marks in his yam. He frowned childishly and rubbed his cheek. The Huichol's eyes wandered down to Chloe who was having the same problem. Now he understood. Seeing as the young woman's drink wasn't going to help, We`rika offered his cold lemon... thing in turn. "Here..."

"Oh! It says--Gah!" Tyson cried out as Lillian's hand fell across his mouth. Aphismet guessed right, if Tyson hadn't been cut off by Lillian, he would have surely told him what was on their messaging machine.

"Shush Tyson!" Lillian told him, blushing deeply. Now she had to make sure that Aphismet did not hear that message. Maybe to him it would be funny, but to Lillian it was just too embarrassing.

"N-No! You wouldn't dare!" Lillian cried but as she saw the older man walking off she knew he might actually be serious.

"A-Aphi! It's nothing! Wait! Stop!" Lillian begged, that wouldn't work though...she'd have to chase him down. Quickly, the young woman darted after him with Tyson in tow.

"Run Aphi! Run to the phone! I'll stop her!" Tyson yelled trying to fight his giggles, this was just too much! Rarely did he get to see Lillian so flustered, it was just too much fun to see her chase after Aphi. Purposely, Tyson suddenly fell to the ground and had begun to wriggle about on his back.

"Lillian! Lillian I can't get up! I'm a turtle cupcake now! Help me up!" The child cried. Lillian had to stop for this! It was a brilliant plan of his.

Lillian paused in her run to look back at her little brother, than back to Aphismet. She moaned and ran back over to help up Tyson. If only Marmaduke was here! He'd handle that tease long enough for Lillian to halt him in his steps. Before Lillian could catch herself, she too started giggling. This was all too much, but the giggles just wouldn't stop.

"Aphi! I'm gonna get you! Come on Tyson! You're just a cupcake!" She called out, trying to drag Tyson along back to where Aphi was headed.

Roux stared unblinkingly back into Rivener's eyes, his face only holding the vauge expression of something.. like a mix between confusion and a child wanting something. He pouted, looking toward the exit. He wanted to stay too, but come to think of it... the end of this whole afair was coming close.

Roux sat back, pulling away from Rivener's touches only a little reluctantly, and looked toward the exit.

Maybe...

Yes... but they'd have to be...

He'd have to think more of it, but it could work. Roux turned back to Rivener with a small smirk, once more floating equal to the other's height. He reached forward, fingers brushing against the dark Frei's cheek before he 'stood', moving out of the swan boat and onto the track below. "Leave now again later be." He began heading toward the exit door, pausing to turn and wait for Rivener to follow, eyes watching him intently with every movement and shift he made.

He couldn't keep his eyes away for some reason...


Chloe greatfully took the cup, only taking a small sip - she didn't want to drink it all, it was his - and handed it back timidly. "I-I guess w-we should be m-more careful.. b-but it's good!"

She gingerly took a smaller, daintier bite, carefully chewing it with concentraition.

Aphismet had been running, laughing, towards the Lab, but once he saw how upset it was making her, the man stopped. He just couldn't REALLY do something like that to someone; he just wanted to tease. He walked back and smiled.

"Maybe I'll get the machine some other time," he said, helping the little Cupcake-boy to his feet. "Sorry I ruined your plan," he whispered to the boy.

"It's getting late; shouldn't you two be heading home?" The man said, nociting the time on his watch; the event was drawing to a close! Soon he'd have to find Rivener and head home, himself.


Rivener had smiled, resigned, as Roux pulled away. That last playful smirk of his was another mystery, to which Riv tilted his head and smiled sensually. Whatever the other's plan was, it would no doubt be interesting to say the least.

Riv watched Roux "get up" and float to the exit, admiring ever graceful curve of his ribbon, the easy manner in which his hair drifted, so nonchalant... Even his almost-bare wings seemed like grandiose things, only because of the way Roux held himself when he moved. As though that's how they were meant to be, an no one would dare to argue about it.

The Scorpion grinned as the other turned to wait for him. It was always such a compliment to have Roux pay him any kind of attention; surely no other Raevan received this kind of thing from the Ice Frei. Rivener stood and picked up the ice sculpted Roux, which thankfully, hadn't begun to melt yet. Riv floated over to his companion and leaned for one last soft kiss, smiling as he pulled away. "I'm sure we'll be together again soon," he agreed. "Time to go." He pushed open the door for the other, a blast of snow-laden air greeting the two.

Tyson shook his head with a pout clearly on his face. He was not very happy that Aphi came back,"You were so close too!"

Lillian reached into her pocket and pulled out her cell phone, wanting to see if it really was late,"Wow...I didn't think it was that late. Tyson, I need to get you to bed. Marm is probably wondering where we are now. Ugh...I bet he tore up more of his sheets waiting for us." She hadn't realized just how fast their day went by.

"B-But! I wanna stay! Lil....few more minutes? Please! I really wanna stay!" Tyson cried hugging his sisters legs, looking up her with a sweet and innocent face.

Taking back the cup from her petite hands, We`rika swirled the contents once more almost in hesitation to try it. He took a small sip and wrinkled his nose. It was... sweet, but kinda tart. It was alright he supposed, but not what he expected. Still, his mouth was melting from third degree burns sooo.. beggars couldn't be choosers and he downed the rest of the cup in one gulp. Licking his lips clean of the sweet sugary liquid, the Huichol nodded to Chloe's good advise.

He blew gently on he sweet potato before taking a bite, chewed once and stuffed it against his cheek like a squirrel. Another few deadly flakes assaulted his dark cheeks and he looked up at the sky, watching his breath create a string of fog. The heavy weight of another day loomed in the sky and he sighed. He was disappointed that this festival would have to end soon, very soon. Letting his ears fall back, he looked back at Chloe and pursed his lips into a flat line

"Ah uhmm...." Remembering the stashed piece of potato he still hoarded in his mouth, he quickly swallowed and pulled on his hair awkwardly. "Ya said.... ya uhmm.. worked fer tha' Lab tha' ran thi' festivuhl, right? Well... " Oh s**t! "Well...... I s-still wanna talk to you--" We`rika stopped mid-sentence at the feeling of something boring into the back of his head. Turning around, he saw who was he? Roux is what she called him right? God, could he not be alone with Chloe for more than a few ******** minutes?! Gritting his teeth in seething frustration, he let his venom drip from his dark glaring eyes for what his tart tongue could not express in English words. Remembering his important question, he turned back to Chloe all smiles, well.. an awkward smile. "Can I get yer number... " He wondered if he could be any more tactless. Well this was hard for him! God! "I do wanna talk with ya more.. about you, about thi' Lab..." He neglected to mention the most pressing issue concerning the spirits that transcended the spiritual realm. But first things first.