Summer Festival

[thalassino]

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- Station Master

◣ Summer Fair ◢

If anyone actually wanders up there, they will find the whole village decorated with strings of light, fish shaped lanterns, streamers, and kelp. Just past the North edge of the Village was a fair.


Events


✗Baking Contest on Tuesday
✗Pie eating Contest on Wednesday
✗Three-legged Race on Thursday
✗Karaoke Contest on Thursday
✗Chocobo Race on Friday
✗Host Club Date Auction on Friday
✗Concert by Marceline on Friday
✗Lanterns on Saturday

There was a large stage in the center of the fair, rides, a fortune teller, contests, games, a petting zoo, a fish exhibit, stalls, booths and everything else you can find at a fair.

Comments

[halfhearted]

[He didn't say the other could touch him. Freezing up for a moment, but soon relaxing. It was Kimblee. Even if he was wary because of other things, the other still had a lot of power over him. It was stupid and frustrating.

Allowing him to adjust his stance as he listened.

To show he understood, he was going to do exactly as instructed. And letting it go!

At least it hit the target, but it was no bulls-eye.]

[fulmination]

Just like that.

_{[And because it's public, he's just going to ruffle his hair a bit.]}

I'll lecture you about everything else later if it's something you'd really like to learn, alright?

<sub>[And then he's untangling himself from the other to pick up his own bow so he could take a crack at it. It's different than instructing someone how to shoot, that's for sure--he needs to adjust his aim more than once before he takes in a breath, then fires.


And he's close to the center!

...But ow, his wrist stings already.]</sub>

[halfhearted]

[Placing the bow back and observing as Kimblee tries it out. Rolling his shoulders as he feels the soreness already settling.

And he's waiting until after the shot is fired before he invades Kimblee's space to lean against his back. He's finished after one shot, right?]

[fulmination]

<sub>[Shhhh, he's still setting up the last shot. At least he's not spooking this time! He'll lean back into him a bit at first, then he's straightening back up to fire the third arrow--


Bullseye!]</sub>

There we go.

_{[And then he's setting the bow back down and leaning back against him.]}

Is there anything else you'd like to do?

[halfhearted]

[He didn't say he could move. Frowning as the other returned. Settling his chin on his shoulder as he blew against his neck. There. Some stupid affection. Stepping away now as he headed for the next one. Tried archery, darts, and fish bowls.

Sling shot.

Pausing for a moment as he held out his hand. Still not talking, but he'll give him this for the moment. Nodding towards the sling shot booth.]

[fulmination]

<sub>[Vanitas what the hell is he going to do with you? Seriously.

It's scary how easily he takes the offered hand--especially to himself, but it wouldn't hurt to stay close during the festival.]</sub>

Are you ever going to stop giving me the silent treatment?

[halfhearted]

[Just giving a smirk at that. Good enough of an answer? Kimblee hopefully has brushed up on Vanitas' body language translating. He's keeping it up until either he's done or the other begs for him to talk again. :D

Leading him over to the sling shots.

This looks interesting. Targets actually move! They have to beat the stationary ones before they move though.

Letting go of Kimblee's hand to hand a sling shot over. He wants to see Kimblee do it first.]

[fulmination]

<sub>[Hey, he's learning!

Just...

Not with slingshots. This is... What. Vanitas.]</sub>

...Slingshots?

<sub>[UHH. Okay. Let's just go along with it and start trying to hit the stationary targets.

Except that isn't going so great because he's missed all but one.]</sub>

[halfhearted]

[It was good knowing he can definitely beat him for this. Bumping his head against Kimblee's shoulder as he picked up a slingshot. It's a little difficult with the few inches or so height difference to show him in the same manner the other did, so instead he'll stand next to him and show him. Kimblee was a keen observer. He should get it from just watching.

Taking aim and firing at the targets.

...sling shots definitely gives him ideas for later mischief.]

[fulmination]

...

_[Well.]

...Let's see you hit the moving ones if you're that good.

_{[Such. A. Showoff.]}

[halfhearted]

[He's proud of his skills. If he was a bird, he would have a puffed up chest all of his feathers on display.

Giving that shit-eating grin. Challenge accepted!

He'll give the other a light nudge. Just watch me, Kimblee.

And he'll do his best to get all of the targets!]

[fulmination]

<sub>[Shhh Vanitas don't jinx it.

When Vanitas starts shooting, Kimblee raises an eyebrow. Is he really--? Dear lord he is.

...And this is a time where Kimblee is very, very glad Vanitas isn't a five-year old child. Arming him with a slingshot when he's angry would be a very, very bad idea.]</sub>

...Well.

[halfhearted]

[He'll take that as he was very impressed. Putting down the sling shot as he pointed to his prize.

Even if it was a step lower for prizes than he earned. Handing the second Game Buoy over to Kimblee.

And he can be a five-year old some times! This silence game at present was the best show of that.

Pointing to the ferris wheel. They can beat each other at arcade games afterwards.]

[fulmination]

<sub>[Such a brat.

...Vanitas how many of these games do you need, good lord.]</sub>

Oh no, not until you quit the silent treatment.

_{[y e p, he can play stubborn too!]}

[halfhearted]

[Holding what he wants to do for hostage is cheating. Waving his index finger disapprovingly as he smirked.

Tsk. Tsk.

He's pointing to Kimblee as he raised his brows. It could be translated as Kimblee didn't ask or didn't say the magic word. Crossing his arms as he tilted his head almost to say go on. It'll be interesting to see if Kimblee could even translate this.]

[fulmination]

...You're impossible.

<sub>[He's

really not sure what he wants him to do, so he's going to tug that scarf out of his pocket again to wordlessly wrap it around Vani's neck. He really doubts it's what the other wanted, but it's some form of a start, right?

Wait, wait, it's crooked. Let him just fix that, okay?]</sub>

...I doubt I'll ever have an answer to the question I ask myself every day, you know.

[halfhearted]

[He'll give him a C- in Understanding Your Vanitas 101.

Watching him fuss with scarf for a moment before he reached up to flick some of his hair.]

What do you ask yourself every day?

[fulmination]

Usually 'how do I put up with him?' or 'what am I going to do with him?' I haven't figured out a clear answer to the first part yet, but I think I'm getting somewhere on the second.

_{[Just like how he's working on understanding him during his silent fits!]}

I'll tell you the answer later.

[halfhearted]

[Giving a little smirk as he looked around for a moment. Moving his hand from antenna flicking range to rest against his cheek.]

A lot of patience. [Letting his hand drop to snag his hand.]

Come on. [He spoke so they can go now, right?]

[fulmination]

More than you can imagine. ...I don't care for silence, you know that.

_{[It's a start! He'll let him lead him along.]}

[halfhearted]

Might need to practice on our silent communication.

[Especially if they can't use their SFCs without being watched and something connected to his old master was now in the bubble.

Leading him to the line.]

We'll talk when we're back at the apartment.

[fulmination]

...That'd be best.

_{[You never know who might be following!]}

They have black scarves like that one, too.

_{[And then he's moving behind Vani a bit so he could rest his chin on top of his head, his arms going around his midsection.]}

[halfhearted]

[Once again liberties were being taken. He thought about telling him to get off, but decided to let him have his fun for the moment.]

We aren't getting matching scarves. [Kimblee can pick up as many as he wanted for himself.]

[fulmination]

I never said we had to.

_{[Hey, he owes him for the silent treatment. Dealwithit.gif]}

[halfhearted]

You would have gotten it if you had wanted it for yourself.

[He thought the other got his affection in when he molested the unversed. Leaning back against him.]

We can go through those booths if you're really set on it. [And he can get more deep fried things.]