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 Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 5:22 pm
Layton gazed longingly at the handmade merchandise and goods while being dragged along by Darnell, who was trying to be as patient as she possibly could. "Mamma! Lookum!" Layton pointed to a small wooden toy shaped like a horse in one of the nearby stalls. It was skillfully crafted, and looked like it could come alive any second. Darnell rolled her eyes. "No, Layton, now come on." She began to tug the now frowning child away when the stall keeper regarded the boy and his mother with a smile on his face. "It seems that your boy has taken a liking to my wooden creations. If you want, I can give you the horse there for half off." Darnell smiled politely, but spoke firmly. "Thank you for the offer, but we'll pass." With that, the woman tugged Layton away and left the frustrated stall keeper to his creations.
Darnell had always liked the farmer's market, even as a child. Running around and looking at the fun and colorful products, there was no end to the excitement. But now that she had grown and now that she has a child of her own with her, the fun had yet to come. Layton was grabbing and ogling at everything he saw and it was driving Darnell insane. Now I know how my parents felt... Even so, Darnell was excited for one thing: the glass blowing stalls. There was always one at the farmer's market, and it was her favorite place to go when she was little, and she was equally excited that she could show them to her son.
"Now, Layton, you have to be careful and not touch anything, okay? The glass can be pointy and can hurt you, so no touchy." Layton looked at his mother with what would be considered a glare if he was a bit older, but he replied dutifully, "'Kay, mamma..." Darnell sighed and let a small smile slip. She was quite fond of her son, and even though he could be a greedy, tricky brat, she loved him just the same.
When the two arrived finally at the glass stall, Layton's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. The glass formations glistened and glittered and caught the light so that the area was blanketed in color. The glass wind chimes and sculptures and vases were expertly created, and Layton was in heaven. He walked excitedly through the pieces and grinned as he saw himself warped in a glass mirror. "Mamma mamma! Lookit! Thewre pwetty, huh!" As he wandered through the glass creations, the noon sunlight caught them and surrounded him with a rainbow of colors. He never wanted to leave now. Layton smiled as he twirled through the glass, happy as can be.
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Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2009 11:25 am
Ellery was bored. B. Ored. Bored. This was boring. He sat with a small pout on his face behind his dad, who had set up his make-shift stall of paintings per usual and was playing music for the people's money. The two came here every week, and although the idea of going where there were a lot of people and things were originally sounded exciting, it was, um, boring. Joseph had made him stay by his stall every single time, and while it was occasionally fun to make the money in the guitar case jingle, Ellery's attention span quickly waned.
Pouting, he stomped his foot on the pavement decisively. Not today! Today he was going to have fun, whether his daddy liked it or not! Besides, he almost was never paid attention to, anyway. Snickering to himself at his brilliant idea, Ellery stood up and quietly clip-clopped away from his foster father, heading towards the majority of the shops. He was certain there was something he could get for himself there. Plus, perhaps he could get his daddy a present, and he wouldn't be mad. Yes, that was a great idea!
After a few minutes of wandering aimlessly, the faun-child happened upon the glass blowing stall. His eyes immediately lit up when he saw all of the shining colors, and he quickly dove inside, sharp eyes looking for something he could take back to Daddy. Eventually, he selected a small blue-and-yellow glass dish, and was turning to take it back to his father when he bumped into a blonde boy who was playing in the light. Ellery stumbled, almost loosing his balance. Once he had it back, he stomped his foot and glared at the other boy, hands gripping even tighter to the dish. "Stoopid! Watch where yah goin'! You almost maded me dwop it!"
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Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2009 11:49 am
Layton wandered the glass stall, gazing at the odd formations and creations. A small wind picked up and the glass wind chimes played a lovely tune, bathing the stall in colored lights. Layton gazed up at the beautiful sight and, out of sheer joy, began twirling around in the light. He began to spin faster and faster, and he soon became oblivious to all around him. As such, Layton did not notice the boy standing close by and he bumped right into him. He fell back onto the ground, knocking one of the displays over.
"Owwie! That huwrt! Yoo look whewre yoo're goin'!" Layton massaged the back of his head when the light caught the blue and yellow glass plate. Instantly, Layton disregarded everything else, including his pain, and reached up to the plate. "Hey hey hey! Lemmee see that thingy! I wan it!" He swiped at the boy's hands, wanting to grab the plate, but he was too far on the ground to reach it.
Meanwhile, Darnell was looking at some glass vases when she heard the display crash. Immediately, she thought of Layton and she ran over to where the sound was heard, taking care not to touch anything. When she got to the place where the display fell, she was relieved to see that it wasn't broken at all, but she was angry to see her son on the ground there with another... odd looking boy by him, holding a glass plate. "Layton! You could have broken it! And you could have been hurt!" Darnell set the display back up gingerly and lowered her eyes at her son, who shrank down instinctively, but who's eyes were still transfixed on the plate in the other boy's hands.
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 6:43 pm
Ellery scowled fiercely at the stupid other boy and took a defensive step back, holding his daddy's present close to his chest. Wow, this boy really was stupid and a jerk! The glass stall began to rumble slightly as the faun-child grew angrier, and he aimed a kick at the boy's stomach. "NO! ES MINE! GO AWAY!" A few of the displays started falling over and crashing as the mild earthquake grew deeper, but Ellery paid it no heed. He was too angry at the stupid other boy to care about the other stupid glass things. All he wanted to was keep his daddy's.
He snickered evilly when the other boy's mommy yelled at him, and stuck his tongue out rudely at the other. Serves him right, being a greedy Pete. That's why it was better to only have parents around when they can get you things. Still taunting the other, he called out jeeringly. "Yeah, you could'a broked it! Stupid clumsy!"
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 10:46 pm
Layton scowled at the weird looking boy with his plate. He wanted the plate and he cried aloud when the boy stepped back with it. "No! I wan' it! Gimme!" He stood up and lunged forward, but as the ground started to slightly shake, he stepped off balance and fell to the ground. Tears sprung to Layton's eyes, but he fought them back in his greed-filled rage. He stood up and spread his feet apart to keep his balance.
"You'wre bweakin' evewryting! You gonna bweak the pwetty tings!" In his rage, Layton was wringing his hands and pulling some darkness from his shadow to create an appendage-like blob. Layton completely disregarded his momma, the glass around him, and the quaking earth, and shot the arm at the weird looking boy, all the while shouting, "I WAN' TH' PWETTY!"
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 1:11 pm
Ellery giggled wickedly when the other boy feel, believing it was exactly what he deserved for being a greedy meanie, but his delight quickly turned into fear when a shadow hit him. He yelped pitifully as it struck him in the leg, almost falling before scowling deeply at the blond one, an expression no one so young should know yet. Why was he making these so hard?!
Growling fiercely, he picked up a shard of glass and threw it clumsily at the boy. "Take DIS 'pwetty ting'," he shouted mockingly, gathering more and more shards of glass to throw. "And DIS, and DIS! Jus' leeme alone, you meanie-face butthole!" he cried with furious tears in his eyes, using the biggest swear he knew. Joseph would be mad at him if he heard, but he wasn't here and that stupid boy deserved it.
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 8:34 pm
Layton growled at the meanie boy. Why did he have to mess everything up? And he was gonna break all of the pretty glass! But the little boy's growl turned into a sly sneer as the mean boy got hit with his shadow arm. He deserved it for not giving him what he wanted! "You'wre a meanie pants and you'wre... you'wre mean! I wan' tha' pwetty glass!" He stumbled clumsily towards the other boy before tripping on some uneven ground and falling down on his hands and knees. One of the glass pieces fell beside Layton and he growled at the mean boy.
"I don' wan' those pwetty things! All I wan' is THA' pwetty thing you gots! Gimme!" Layton curled up his hands into fists and wrung them against the ground. The shadow arm appeared once more and the toddler shot it out with rage a toddler should never experience at the mean boy, hoping to grab his ankle. "An' don't call me meanie-face butthole!"
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