fandomtownies | Homecoming Carnival: General

There are cotton candy, roasted nuts, and everything you can possibly imagine fried (and probably a few things you didn't know could be fried, like Coke).

Mingle, hang out, and people watch.

There's a carousel, a Thing With Swings, and a spinny ride specifically designed to give everybody vertigo. Mod away or add your own!

Throw darts at balloon! Lasso a fish! You do you!

If you can find one. There's probably room under a bush somewhere.

*flop* If I missed something, please let me know!

If Sia hadn't planned to be here a while ago, she wouldn't be back so soon after the last time. There was something nice about being back without all that hanging over her, though, do she found a spot to sit and people watch. She always recognized fewer of these people, it was a good way to get a feel for things.

Any hope Astrid might have had that her newly dyed red hair would throw anyone off into thinking she wasn't who she was, that she would just disappear and cease to exist because of it, was probably spoiled by the fact that, incredibly nervous about it and not knowing what else to do, she spent most of her time at the carnival at a table, nibbling on an elephant ear, and sketching the things around her, hoping maybe she could forget about the hair. Fat chance, it was the only thing she was thinking about, torn between absolutely loving it and the whole fact that it did make her feel like a whole new person and the deep pit of fear and loathing and regret that knotted up her stomach.

...maybe no one would notice. Maybe no one would care.

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Who was that mysterious weasel making his merry rounds of the carnival, ferreting away any little bits and pieces of discarded food that he could find?

It was totally possible that there was a small mountain of half-eaten fried foods stashed behind a garbage can, and Sparkle would thank people to not mess with that, okay.

Kaidan was there with Girl and Zack and had given up even trying to keep the doggos from eating whatever they found on the ground. It just wasn't possible. Girl was more choosy and would wait for permission, but Zack was a zoomy little Hoover and apparently spilled cheese corn was the Best Thing Ever!!!!!!!

After a walk through to see where things were - and to laugh a little at the tooka in the dunk tank, because come on! - he found a spot in the shade and sat down to people watch.

He kind of hoped Summer would show up. If he was going to dunk his cat-shaped friend, she should at least be here to witness it. Otherwise, he'd have to find a way to get video.

Zack dragged over a spent plastic bag and dropped it on Kaidan's foot, looking up at him with ears perked expectantly.

"Thanks, buddy," Kaidan said, absently picking it up, wadding it into a ball, and tossing it into the nearest trash can.

Weasels weren't the only little critters milling around trying to stuff their faces with scraps! Summer was pretty sure it was a bad idea to come to the carnival in her current squirrel state...who even knew when this would wear off, and that's just what she needed, to turn back to normal, probably without clothes, in the middle of the homecoming carnival, but...it was the homecoming carnival! She totally had to be here, and now she had the added bonus of being able to score some free food from scavenging. Score!

She was just going to keep a close eye out for dogs, making sure she always had somewhere to scamper if any showed up and thought it was cute to start barking, and also for Larry, because that squirrel seemed a little too excited about this whole turn of events when she went to seek some of the radio squirrels to help her out with a little booze to make this whole thing a bit easier to deal with.

Usually Kitty did a booth, but this year it just felt weird. Pie tossing? Nothing bad would happen if she got a pie tossed at her. But she also thought people wouldn't want to throw anything at someone who could potentially go into labor at any point t.

So she got pie from a booth instead. And had walked away a bit before looking at it and stopping. "Wait, why is this fried?"

Breq had picked up some food and found a table, and was happy to people watch on her own, while quietly humming Shis'urnan song to herself.

Fenris wrapped up well so he could bring Fjord to check out the to-do in the park. He wore an expression of slight disapproval. He enjoyed the park best when there wasn't anyone else in it.

Nevertheless, here was Fenris, walking around to various food booths. Having a serious discussion/admonishment with a snake about what, if anything, the snake wanted to eat.

"Fjord, they're tiny donuts. They're snake sized donuts and they smell of spices. How can you not want to eat one?"

Fjord definitely did not want to eat a mini donut, thank you so very much. Though his tongue did flick about the air inquisitively.

Fried or otherwise, as long as there was some sort of meat on sticks, you know Amaya was there, currently discovering the joy that was corndogs, though she did wonder why they had to make them so small, it would save her a lot of trips back and forth to get more.

Hernando took the day off and went to the carnival. He enjoyed them. The food was of a sort that had gone past "terrible" and come out the other side.

He found himself looking dubiously at the item he'd just purchased. Irish Tater Kegs: large tater tots made with corned beef, sauerkraut, swiss cheese, sour cream and potatoes, served with Thousand Island dressing on sauerkraut.

The individual parts sounded good. He wasn't sure the sum of the whole would. They needed to cool a moment before he could try them. Hernando knew better than to bite into something that had rolled out of a fry vat while he watched.

The interesting thing about Force powers was that you tended to get an idea of people's senses, and sometimes, you found them in the body of a weasel.

So Sia was watching him for a bit, trying not to be amused.

Mitsutada was enjoying the food immensely. It wasn't matsuri fare, and that was really exciting for him. All these odd foods from other cultures!

He was eating deep fried Oreos. They were ridiculous and terrible but also delicious.

Ooo, what was that thing? Was that a deep-fried peanut butter and jelly sandwich!? THIS PLACE WAS FULL OF MAGIC AND WONDER AND GLORY AND he would so totally be horrified by that thing if he was more people-shaped, but since he wasn't, he was lugging it across the ground backwards, not paying attention to where he was going, riiight up until his tail bumped against Sia's foot.

And then he was peering waaay up.

"Hello," Sia greeted him.

Sparkle's answer to that was a sort of rapid-fire chittering kissy sound, which could either have been him saying 'hello' back, or possibly was just him explaining, at length, that his stash wasn't really for sharing, but if she happened to have a hankering for deep fried peanut butter, he could totally hook her up.

If it was the second thing, it was probably for the best that Sia couldn't understand it.

"I intended to catch up this weekend," she said, "which I see might be slightly difficult."

Again, due to not speaking weasel.

A lot of the people Brooke went to school with never showed up anymore, and anyone who showed up now she probably either saw frequently, or there was a chance they mistake her for Short Brooke.

Still, she liked seeing who was around. And seeing who had booths she might be interested in.

Hm, yes. Yes, Sparkle could understand her dilemma, and it was truly a pickle, wasn't it?

... Maybe there were deep-fried pickles in his stash. Wasn't that a tempting thought? He chattered up at her some more, and then scampered the last few feet to the garbage can again to investigate.

SUCCESS.

Yup. He was totally lugging it back out for her.

"Uh," Sia said, frowning a little. "That is a... pickle?"

He couldn't be doing what it looked like he was doing.

IT WAS A PICKLE!

See Sparkle. See Sparkle chatter away while sitting up on his haunches, holding it up to her in his forepaws.

Never let it be said that Sparkle wasn't generous.

Oh no. She was an empress who was being offered a trash pickle.

"Oh, I couldn't," she said easily. "It's very sweet of you, but you've earned that."

It was a very considerate trash pickle, okay? Sparkle had needed to search for that one. It was the prize of his entire collection!

But she was right. He'd totally earned it, and so he was chattering away quite amicably before nibbling at it.

Mmmm, pickly.

"You enjoy that," she told him. "Find me if you turn human before I leave, All right?"

Sparkle paused mid-pickle to peer up at her again and chatter his confirmation. He sure would! Maybe he'd have another pickle to offer, by then.

Here, have a shopping wet Jedi getting her frustrations out at the shooting gallery.

Look. Some things were necessary.

"You seem to be enjoying the food, Mr. Mitsutada."

Astrid hadn't really talked to him since their class ended; she definitely hadn't seen him much since she ran into his one visitor a couple weeks ago, either, and that might have been enough that she wouldn't have gone to talk to him, but the new red hair was emboldening her a little, so she smiled, nodded a little. Figured this would also be a good test if the red hair made her a little less recognizable, too.

Of course, Astrid had caught Mitsutada with his mouth full. He had to smile around his mouthful of molten, greasy fried cookie and quickly chew and swallow. He dabbed the corner of his mouth with the back of a gloved hand as he spoke.

"Oh, Astrid, hello," he said. "I am, yes. It's definitely different fare than I am used to, even from my time at the diner."

"I almost didn't recognize you."

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