Chambersite wasn’t sure why he was in this part of the festival. The name alone was enough to keep him away usually and he would have avoided it like the plague with all of the new decorations around the fountain, but for some reason he had been drawn to it. He wasn’t sure if he thought that he would get more victims to drain energy from or if it was some other force, but he was here now, by himself, powered up, and not a victim in sight.

“Thought it would have been more crowded…” He muttered to himself. The only good thing about his outfit was other than the sash it looked somewhat normal. Perhaps it would turn heads a little bit, but it wasn’t anything that would have people staring for a long time like some of the other outfits his fellow Agents had to deal with. Or any Order person for that matter. He was sure that they had the most ridiculous looking outfits most of the time. Agent uniforms were at least a little bit, well, uniform. He did like that aspect of being in the Negaverse, besides all of the others, at least there was a bit or organization within it.

Chambersite waited a few minutes to see if anyone would come by or perhaps even an Order character patrolling nearby, but he felt… nothing. It was as though he was by himself in this whimsical area. He couldn’t be too surprised though, this felt like it would give anyone a heart attack due to the overwhelming… well, he wouldn’t say it, but he certainly thought it.

If he was going to hang around for a while, he decided that he would check the fountain out a bit to see what the big deal was about it. It appeared to have a lot of foreign coins inside of it, which was weird but whatever. It wasn’t until he followed the decorations swirling around the fountain that he got to a point where he found a bell that had been hung. Why it was so hidden and why it was on one of the lower tiers of the fountain was weird. After all, if they wanted something done with the bell, shouldn’t it have been higher? Especially if they wanted to avoid little kids breaking the bell or something. After all, it looked quite expensive with how ornate it looked.

Still, he couldn’t help but take the opportunity to poke it a little. Unfortunately, when he did so, it seemed that it had set something off, as soon as he had done so, it sounded like the whole place was surrounded by tinkling bells.

He quickly stepped away from the fountain, wondering what the heck had happened when he a small voice that sounded far away asked him to make a wish. He looked around to see if he could spot whomever had told him to do so, but he couldn’t find anyone.

With a sigh and moving his hands to his hips he said, “I don’t make wishes. If you want something to happen, you have to do it yourself.” He almost thought he felt the air of displeasure around him, but perhaps that was just a feeling. Still, he thought it best to go now, and headed away from it, trying to find another spot to drain energy from. The rest of the night though, he could have sworn he was still hearing those bells…