Loren was disappointing that they still hadn't seen any of their friends at the festival, and was feeling a bit down when they were invited over to a vendor's table. This one had a few little trinkets on it, and so Loren decided to donate a bit to eat some candy. If they were going to be here by themselves, they might as well enjoy it by eating something sweet!
They chose some candy floss, and knowing how messy it could be, put their hood down and walked over to an empty bench nearby so they could enjoy it in peace while looking around at everyone who was at the festival. Who knew, maybe they would find someone that they recognized? Or at least could talk to.
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Jay grunted some more, still annoyed that they couldn't find any of their siblings still. Why were they the only one that could commit to being at a place AND on time?! Really, what were those siblings useful for anyway except making Jay angry? They wondered why they put up with them sometimes.
It was then that they saw another table, though this table was advertised as "things your friends will love!" which made Jay take a closer look at it and... all of the items on there sucked! Seriously, who only gives out toothbrushes without any toothpaste?!
She glared at the vendor, who seemed to be sporting a continuous troll face the entire time, and Jay slammed down some money, before picking up one of the rocks and shoving it in the bucket before stomping away.
Gemini's face redden, eyes tearing up. Did Prosper really like the costume? But... he was also disappointed that Gemini didn't tell him about dressing up like a cat. Was he upset? Gemini couldn't sort out his emotions and tears threatened to spill. "I wanted to surprise you!" he blurted out before ducking his chin, eyes looking away. His husband didn't like when he cried and today was supposed to be fun. "I think you look cute," Gemini mumbled.
He perked up a bit when Prosper said he got him something. So, he wasn't upset or disappointed? Eagerly, Gemini put away his own rock and reached out, waiting for the prize. When he saw what was given to him, it took a moment to process it. It was... a rock. A plain rock. He examined it before turning it over and reading what was on the back. His eyes widened before swelling with tears that did spill over. So Prosper was mad! And probably didn't want to spend the rest of the festival with him. Why, Prosper was probably regretting even marrying him!
Gemini's brain worked in overtime with exaggerated reasons and he dropped the rock, scrubbing at his eyes with his arms as he clumsily backed away. "I-I'm sorry," he blurted out.
A wisp seemed to notice the exchange and, with alarm over the suddenly crying geist, floated some candy out of the trashcan. This would surely cheer the crying geist right up! Pleased with itself, it floated the candy into the bucket, also squeezing in and watching the exchange. The hybrid man seemed so rude! The wisp pondered, plotting what to do to get revenge for the poor, crying kitty geist.
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Something was wrong. Vega couldn't figure out what but he just knew something was right. Emmerate had... froze, almost. Was it his imagination? Vega opened his mouth to mention it but, as though it never happened, Emmerate was back to acting normal. Had he really imagined it?
Deciding not to mention the brief moment of weird behavior, Vega spun to show off his outfit, grinning happily. "Thank you~" he chirped before leaning in, giving a peck to Emmerate's lips as he stood on tippy toes. "So do you!" Giving the dressed up pirate a once over, Vega felt immensely proud. What a handsome and considerate boyfriend he had.
The geist was even more pleased at their matching plushies. He laughed and hugged the stuffed animal closer. "Well, now I am! Hmmm... I think I'll name the plushie Captain," Vega decided, giving the chimera a smirk. "You should name yours, too!"
Vega graciously accepted his own toothbrush from the elder as well. This would make his second one. Well... he definitely wouldn't need to be buying a toothbrush anymore. "Good hygiene is great," he retorted, placing his toothbrush into the pumpkin.
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Nym was quite agitated. Of course Liv would choose to laugh over his predicament. "I was forced to wear it," he sneered, hands clenching on his bucket, ready to chuck it. Except... he needed it for the candy. And it wasn't exactly forced. He had lost a bet. A bet he was sure that he could win. His ears twitched in anger, still red to the tips. He hated being there right now. Couldn't he have come in normal clothes? "I'm not a baby," he snapped, surprised that the heat in his face could even grow more. Crap, was he that easy to figure out? He thought he was pretty quiet about his sweet tooth.
His back stiffened and he opened his mouth to explain just who he was talking about, including as many descriptions as possible to explain why the man was so vile. Except... apparently speaking of the devil made him appear.
His tails puffed, bristling at the sudden voice, jumping slightly. Eyes flew wide before narrowing at his manservant. Except... not a manservant, manservants usually obeyed. His... girlfriend? Eyes moving from Mym to who was referring to, he saw Liv and began to sputter. "H-Her? My girlfriend? I'd die first!" he shouted.
Great, the event got worse. Why couldn't he just get candy and go home? Baring his teeth, he began to back pedal. "I don't want your stupid nose!" He was about to shout some other things when he heard a squeak. Jumping, he whipped around, spotting a dustbunny roll back upright, some disgusting looking candy coming out of it's mouth. Did he... step on it? Whoops.
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Sizzling? Baby wanted to cry. The one time of the year that people enjoyed dressing in near to nothing and Buster was in this sort of outfit, hiding away such a perfect body. But... he was way old enough to know how he should act and so, instead, he gave a smile he would give a student who had no talent in sculpting. "It's definitely something!" he replied vaguely, turning to grab a treat from a stand and stick the sucker in his mouth before he could say anything that he'd regret.
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Knox wanted to fall to the floor, laughing. But instead, he settled on a few chuckles. Oh geez, this was too fun. Messing with Baby and Buster was almost as fun as messing with Buster's older brother.
A person he shouldn't be thinking of right now. Determinedly, he pushed the thoughts away and also grabbed the same treat from the stand. "I think he looks fantastic," he mused, placing the treat in his bucket before crouching down to pet poor Pancake. His own tail perked up and began sniffing at the mouse enthusiastically. "We should try out some of the games here," he suggested, taking pity on the poor sculpting teacher.
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Etienne crossed his arms, eyebrow raised as he waited for Blitz to get out the whole situation. And... it actually did help. Etienne's shoulders slumped and he let out a laugh, shaking his head. Of course Blitz was talking about kisses. The drink was blue and Eti's skin was blue so he had naturally been thinking blood, since it was the season for people to dress up like vampires. But... Blitz was a romantic idiot. Of course he would be comparing it to something like that.
Studying Blitz for a moment, he finally grabbed it and took a swig of the drink. It was... sweet? Probably good mixed with alcohol. Then, he pushed himself up against Blitz, straining up to give him a kiss. After a moment, he pulled away slightly, smirking. "I suppose the kisses do taste better," he agreed before moving back. An object caught his eyes. A ghost with an idiot smile. His eyes moved from the toy to Blitz and back again. The similarities were uncanny. Cackling slightly, he decided to grab one, tying it to his costume. Deities, he loved his idiot too much.
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Ambrosia dozed off for a minute or so on his hay pile, before waking up in a start as a bag of... eyeballs? Were thrown on him. How rude. Letting out a large yawn, he was settling in to sleep some more when a familiar voice appeared. Ah. Akane. He rubbed at his eyes and squinted them up at his brother, wishing the sun was already down.
Stretching comfortably on the hay pile, he yawned again. "Pet?" he mused but didn't protest. He eyed the tutu. It looked... familiar?
"Issat mom's? Dad let you wear that?" Well, that was a dumb question. Their dad probably insisted on one of the children to dress up like their mom. He was glad he got away with the rabbit ears and bit of face paint.
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Cure loved the festival. He really did. But at the moment... well, at the moment, he wanted to do nothing but go home with Plague. Or somewhere closer. Swallowing thickly and feeling his love cling to his arm, he smiled. Matching costumes was a great idea. Especially considering how dolled up Plague was.
Which presented another problem.
His eyes snapped away from his dear, looking around, daring someone to oggle at his date. His attention was easily pulled at the suggestion, however. "That looks fun!" he agreed, wiggling his arm out of Plague's grip just so he could place it possessively around his waist. A child bumped into his leg, stared up at them, before scrambling away. Surprised, Cure saw something on the ground... a little ghost. He picked up the treat, eyes moving to search for the tyke who lost their treat. No where to be seen. "I can't wait to bring our own children to these kinds of places," Cure blurted out.
.:Note:. Didn't count the last number. Took Delja out of this post so that posts align with Pin's. Also, forgot to give Cure a plushie. It will show up here and starting on page 9
This time, Misa stood beside Jocelyn because she wanted her to ring the doorbell with her. She tugged on her costume and motioned her to ring the doorbell.
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j o c e l y n "Alright, alright. Get ready imma press the bell now. " she told the little freshie. "3... 2... 1....." "Trick or treat!:" they shouted together.. the lady at the door was so happy to see them that she gave each one of them a sweet treat. Jocelyn patted on Misa's head as they both watched the treat being dropped into their buckets.
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- 02 oct/18 = = given to Jocelyn - 03 oct/18 = = given to Misa & Jocelyn
A game of chance was next on her apparent to-do list. Or rather, come as things may list. With her bunyip plush placed in just a way that it could best survey the scene, Cameron placed her bucket on the counter of a booth to free her paws. With a bit of a show--stretching, flexing, and seeming to size up her 'opponent'--to entertain some of the freshlings gathered about, the performer finally put both paws on a large spoke of a wheel and gave it a mighty yank. Around and around it went, whirling and twirling. When at last it stopped after multiple clunkclunk... clunk.... clunk..... clunk..... clunk, it landed on a stripe on the wheel painted orange. The vendor cheered, as did her miniature audience, and Cameron had the honor of selecting her prize. A bubbling blue liquid within a neat little bottle was soon added to her bucket, situating it in a way so the bloody bunyip plush could continue to watch the festival. She then quickly stood aside and joined in the cheering for a while as others began to take their turns at the wheel.
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She'd been drawn in to watch as a rather... energetic hybrid of sorts engage one of the games. A spinning wheel, painted in stripes of black, orange, and a single spot of gold. Spin the wheel, get a treat on orange, a 'trick' on black, and a special prize on gold. Simple enough. Certainly not worth all the hemming and hawing the hybrid was doing, but it definitely got some snickers and laughs from the collection of freshlings around. Debating if they wanted to take a turn, she'd realized, when the hybrid stepped back often, trying to encourage the youngsters on up. When none took her up on it though, she finally took the spin herself. Got a treat. She stuck around, something that amused Corvus, looking comically suspenseful with each youngster's turn to spin, and cheering at any result. Cute, really. Got even Corvus curious enough to step into line and, at last, take her chance with the wheel. There'd been plenty of tricks and treats, and she'd really expected just to land on one of the black or orange spaces. That it came to rest on the gold though had her startled, and earned a loud whoop from her little--and one really big--audience. The vendor looked especially pleased as they directed her to pick her prize from... a collection of little flitterats. Corvus hesitated, having not owned one before, but as she hung a hand into their enclosure to see if any of the flitterats would approach her, one did her even better: a brown one with a torn looking wing--and... multiple eyes...--skittered up the sleeve of her sweatshirt, soon making it up to her shoulder and plunking itself down on its... new perch. "I uh... I guess this one," she said slowly to the vendor, whom by that point was laughing immensely at the sight.
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Jude at one point paused to get a small bite to eat, munching away happily on pumpkin flavored something or other. Gave her time to meander a bit slower without feeling... well, just weird. She stopped by other booths, ones that offered little games for small trinkets. A toothbrush was her prize from one, where she threw a dart and depending on where it landed meant if she got a trick or not. Another was sticking her hand into a random box and--again--either getting a gross trick (slimy something or other was what she got...) or some nicer treat. But the box got her a neat bunyip plushy that she happily stowed away in her bucket. That at least was an awesome prize, even if she got it from a trick.
They continued to wander, now and then pausing to peer at booths and their wares, perhaps pause to watch a game being played. At one point Kaden joined in one, tossing rings to see if they could get them around painted bottles. Their aim was... well. A bit lacking, and they winced, laughing as the vendor nudged over two trays for them to select a prize from. A toothbrush was tossed into Kaden's basket, and after a short further browse, a ghostly little bunyip plush as well! At least they seemed to be forming a collection of ghost plushies, hm?
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They'd tried a game together. Orion objected. Immensely. Reina won the argument. Unfair advantage of being a freshling that Orion actually cared for. She picked the game. Pick up fake guns connected to water hoses, aim for little holes beyond a counter, and use that to speed your flutterrat (cardboard cutout) along a straight track. Winner was the one with the best aim. Orion... he did not have that.
He didn't say much as he tossed the u suk rock into his bucket, but he also said equally little when Reina--after seeming to speak with the vendor briefly--ran over to him and shoved a purple skeleton plushy made of starry fabric into the bucket. There was a bit of a smile on his face, though.
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She though that... well. The game would have been easy and fun for both of them! Really! Everyone else seemed to super enjoy it. The freshling hadn't anticipated that the adult's aim would be that bad... his figure barely moved, and she had to smother her face with her paws to contain the snickers at the rock he got from the vendor. She didn't win, but she did still get a toothbrush (meh) and a cute fennekit plushy! Yay! She'd been careful about her selection, finally opting for a starry one that made her think of Orion. Who... she felt bad for. She didn't mean to make him look silly! So she spoke to the vendor after, pleaded and used her best puppydog eyes to get another plushy to give to him. And it was one that really made her think of him! A mini-me! She didn't say anything, but Reina definitely saw that little smile of his~
Omri hummed to himself as he slid confidently into the rows and rows of different booths, his surgeon mask slipping as he moved past. In school he would have quickly pulled it up. He had to play the perfect role of a surgeon, after all.
Now? He was too enthralled about what goodies laid before him. And seeing Delja. Just what would his future husband dress up as? He smirked to himself as the idea of Delja dressing up like him came to his mind. Not nearly as good, but admirable.
Without a thought, Omri took a few hard candies from a passing nightmare, quickly popping into his mouth. His mouth turned, first in disgust but then...in slight wonderment. Was this a cough drop? Some sort of medication? He felt the sugar coated nub with his tongue. It sure did feel like a pill, although bigger.
Hmm...Maybe he should save some of these to test on. INVENTORY
The festival was something that Rivalina would have liked to avoid. Every year, each celebration was something that she dreaded. The fey might have loved living in the city, couldn't trade it for anything else---but the sheer amount of crowds made her stiffen and glare at any fan that came up to her to ask for an autograph. She didn't have the time to sign someone's shirt, or take a picture with them. It might only be a few moments of her time, but a few moments meant a lot in her life.
She sighed as another fan wandered away to enjoy the festival. If it weren't for Sisal's persistence, she wouldn't be here. Why mingle among the crowd when they could have spent some quality time together?
Especially since they now had kids...
Another slow exhale fell from her lips as she saw one of the three freshlings that she had left Sisal with a few years ago. It had been a few months, perhaps even a year, but she still wasn't used to being a mother. Curse her dumb ideas of thinking that it would be good for Sisal to help him from feeling lonely.
But she had to try. At least, for her husband. A small, strained smile brushed across her lips as she approached Honeycrisp. Honeycrisp. She should have expected him to name them all after apples. "What are you up to, hm?" She leaned down....just as a fennekit ran past her foot. The fey let out a shriek as it started running circles around her. Really?! A familiar?
If something else were to happen, she was going to shriek. INVENTORY
"Well. I mean. I'm surprised." Prosper cocked a hand onto his hip and eyed Gemini up and down once again. Why couldn't have he thought of a costume that looked that good? "It's very cute. Your kids are a wreck compared to you. And me." he picked at a piece of hay that was threatening to come out of his sleeve. So itchy.
Really, he should have thought of a better costume idea instead of a scarecrow.
The man raised a brow. "You think this is cute?" he looked at his sleeve again, now confused. This---this was something that he put together in a few hours because he had forgot that the festival was today. There was no planning, he had gotten all of his supplies from a nearby gardening store and what they had at home. It---wasn't much. Not as thoughtful as Gem's outfit.
He really should have asked him to dress up the kids... Deities be damned.
Deities be damned indeed. Why was Gemini crying now?! "What's wrong? What's the matter?" It was just a rock..that had given to him. Was it a bad rock? Nah, couldn't have been. How could a rock be bad?! "Look, next time I'll let you be the one to dress the kids up, alright?" he scratched the back of his neck. "I know I'm not the greatest at costumes.." Crap, he needed to make him better somehow. "Want some cotton candy?" he fished it out of a nearby booth and held it out to his husband. "Will that cheer you up?"
Ah, yes. A smile fluttered against Emmerate's lips as the corners of his eyes creased affectionately. This place was safe. This was Vega. Only Vega would give him kisses sweeter than any type of confection across the land.
But it still made him nervous when his past was brought up. Not like the other man knew. The ex pirate's grin twitched, threatening to fall. "Haha, yeah, thanks." He wanted to wince. It sounded so hollow. Going as a captain was a terrible idea. There were so many memories, so many bad memories....Shopping at the dollar store for demon horns and tail might have been a better idea. ...That wouldn't have impressed Vega though...
Why did normal life have to be so--well--difficult?
"Ye---" his eyes went up, expecting to see a member of his crew and was met with a flood of memories again. Mermaids..their scales, their soft voices, tempting faces. Starry ski-----
Vega.
He was with Vega.
Emmerate beamed at the man, a bit too much and took a step back, mindlessly grabbing a blue bottle and chugging it all in one go. ********, it may have been carbonated, but there wasn't a drop of liquor in it. Burning his throat would have been ideal right about now. Bring him back to reality. For good.
"That's such a cute name." The chimera hybrid cleared his throat and wiped at his mouth. "Uh--I think I'll call mine Agev." Cool. Original. Gosh, he was bad with naming things.
Okay, now Liv was clutching at her stomach and nearly falling to the ground. If it weren't for the tall dustpan that she had to carry everywhere to clean up other people's messes, someone would have to clean up the mess that she was becoming. "You were forced to wear it?" she wiped at her suddenly teary eyes, peering at the hybrid. Oh wow, they were at the same eye level now. "You--You---allowed someone to wrestle you down and put that on you?" she smirked, icy gaze narrowing dangerously. "How pathetic."
She couldn't let this opportunity slip through her large hands though. Smirking, while the other person came near, she pulled out her phone to take a quick snap of the man. "A pair of clow---Girlfriend?!" Heat rose to her cheeks, not even registering the clown nose that the darker male was holding. "I'm lesbian!"
She really shouldn't have said that out loud. Ugh, how embarrassing. Could the world swallow her whole now?
Someone seemed to realize her peril. In all the mayhem, they slipped her a few candies in her pocket. Liv didn't even notice it. INVENTORY
Little miss lesbian didn't even state her name. How rude. Mym added that important tidbit in the back of his mind. Who knows when he could embarrass her next. Especially since...she knew Nym. Just how close were they? He was under the impression that his charge was too much of a jerk to have any friends. Well---besides himself. But did he really count when he was obligated to take care of him?
He wasn't going to miss the opportunity to tease either of them though. Mym squeaked the nose again before pushing it on the other man's nose. "There, much better." he smirked, giving the round ball another squish before removing his hand. "Now no one will ever steal your nose again---. I don't want you crying again." he mused, fondly ruffling Nym's hair. "You used to always get so upset..."
Yet, Nym was always a firecracker ready to set off at any small irritant. The guard's smile grew. It was quite cute. "Don't you like matching? Maybe your lesbian friend would also like to match..."
Speaking of matching. "Ah, Nym. He picked up a plushie from the counter nearby. It seemed to be one of the only ones. "You and your friend can get matching plushies." This one, however; was his. There was still a chance to find someone for some fun tonight. Bribery, he had found out in his early years, worked fabulously. INVENTORY
A large, toothy smile practically took over Buster's whole face. It even made his dark eyes crinkle. He liked it. The goblin hybrid hummed happily. "I'm so happy! It was really hard to choose." his face grew thoughtful as he went through all of the possibilities they could have gone with. "There was a toga---which reminded me of you! But we could have made that at home..." There was no originality to it. All it was was a sheet. "Eggs and bacon is more unique!" he hadn't seen anyone at all that looked like him. Who even were a food. It was great.
Butting his head up against Baby affectionately, he shifted his head to look over at his other lover...and tail. He let out a chuckle as his tail made a disgruntled squeak and nipped Knox's own tail. Hopefully that didn't hurt too much. Nonetheless, it was probably time to reel him back in. "A game sounds great." he stepped back, looking over towards the vast amount of booths. What...would be goo--Oh! "We should test our strength!" That was something that he could win prizes at!
A squeak had him looking down. "What---" A flitterrat scrambled up, and propped itself up on top of Buster's shoulder, hissing at Baby's cat tail. "Aw, don't be like that little buddy. They don't mean any harm." He tried to soothe it, petting it's little spine. He could have sworn it was still glaring daggers at that tail. INVENTORY
Ah, of course his brother wouldn't know what he was wearing. He was so stupid so innocent. A gentle smile curled up at the edges of his lips, his eyes growing fond. He quite liked that about him. He was there when Akane was getting dressed and ready, when he had asked their dad for the costume in the first place They even went in the same carriage!
Oblivious. Was that what it was called? He had heard their mother utter the term a few times when staring at their father. Maybe Akane had that. Somehow. His smile flickered.
What if he was the one to get "oblivious"?
The hybrid, now fully aware, brushed down his tutu in an attempt to make it prettier than it already was. "Yes, dad did. It looks nice, doesn't it?" he murmured to himself before directing his attention towards the other set of golden eyes. "What are you up to, laying around?" he eyed the hay stack. That would ruin his clothes. A larger nightmare came by and passed a nezubat plushie along with a few candies which he took, and proceeded to throw one of the hard sugar coated morsels at Ambrosia. "That's not what the festival is for, you know." INVENTORY
Loren was disappointing that they still hadn't seen any of their friends at the festival, and was feeling a bit down when they were invited over to a vendor's table. This one had a few little trinkets on it, and so Loren decided to donate a bit to eat some candy. If they were going to be here by themselves, they might as well enjoy it by eating something sweet!
