Prompt 5 - The Festival!
username; Mareep
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Rudy watched as a couple of viscets laugh as they chunked cotton candy at one other, and managing to catch it in their mouth. Other viscets jumping in joy as they won a stuffed animal they wanted. Rudy desperately wanted to get out of his room and participate in the festival, but his bone disease were spiking, and he could barely walk a step. It always seemed to happen every time there's a celebration of sorts.
"Rudy," a large viscet walked in his room, brushing her black mane aside, "I have something for you, it's right here."
With a deep breath, the male viscet rose from his seat next to the window, taking few careful steps towards Bronte who had her paw out in case he needed help. Outside his room, he noticed a chair with wheels, he gave his best friend a confused look.
"It's a wheelchair, I made it myself from scratch," Bronte pulled on a rare smile, gesturing to the chair, "since you always wanted to go to the festival, don't you?"
Rudy stared at the chair, it looked uncomfortable, but it had a pillow, so it was better than nothing? He took a seat, shifting as other helped him wrap his tail around himself so it don't end up being a hindrance. He gave the chair few pushes on the wheels, squeaking gleefully as it actually moved, and functioned properly.
Sadly, he had to get off for Bronte to carry it downstairs, then help him down to it. He didn't wait a second to get on the chair and wheel out of their home after the tail situation were done with. Outside, he had noticed that the sign that said 'Bronte's Blacksmith' were decorated with balloons, and the tiny hedges in the pots were proudly trimmed into a shape of hammer by yours truly. It's a no wonder why she asked him to trim them that way.
Rudy wheeled down the road, taking in the birthday-like environment, the balloons, songs, the decoration in general. He spotted a viscet he haven't seen in a while, hosting a tea stand. He went over to it with a wide smile, the green viscet looked over, returning a smile.
"Rudy! I'm so happy to see you. How's Bronte, and Fang?" Atticus poured a small cup of some tea, passing it to him.
"They're well! Bronte made me this wheelchair for me to go around in." Rudy took the cup, and downed it. It tasted festive, and he loved it.
"That's great! I've always wanted to see you out and about, you've got a good friend," the viscet smiled fondly, gesturing to many other stalls down the road, "speaking of. Saykon should be doing his circus thing, and there's a landscaping stall you would love."
Rudy thanked the mother of four, and wheeled away. Saykon were easy to spot, glittering loudly under a sun in that pink, bedazzled, sleeveless blazer of his. The grey viscet approached him carefully, there were animals, and he didn't want to spook them.
"Rudy! Come see the new animal we got!" The viscet seemed to have no problem with potentially spooking an alligator next to him, but it never happened. He pulled out his flute, and began to play a song. The alligator began to wiggle like a snake on legs, then promptly perched a ball, pushing it around in a brief circle while still wiggling. The song stopped, and the creature got off the ball.
"Wow, Saykon! You've been training pretty good!" Rudy was impressed! Sure, elephants and lions would be easy to train, but an alligator? He hoped the viscet got all the attention he deserved.
After bidding him a good bye, Rudy continued down the road, searching for a stall that perked his interest. A glare off the metal surely did catch his attention. He realized that it was Fang's stall, something to do with weapons?
"You have an odd stall for a summer festival." Rudy spoke up as he approached the stall, and Fang only laughed brashly to that.
"Haven't you seen more? I can't believe you're out and about on a WHEELCHAIR! Finally! Look at this-" Fang explained few weapons, and showed him them. Nunchunks, throwing stars, brass knuckles, and so on. As weird as it to have a stall on weapons in summer festival, it was interesting.
After Fang's, Rudy spent most of his time at more stalls. Saykon's circus friends were doing some games, which Rudy didn't partipcate in some like 'test your strength', but he did try a fish a duck game, which he won an orange teddy bear. He found a landscaping stall Atticus mentioned, and he spend quite some time there watching the viscet trim a hedge with skill to try to learn something new. Uzomi with his lodge advertising stall, Viktoriya hosting a free photobooth stall, Ituha, and Eunika together to inform the viscets about their tribe culture.
Ohana, and Nikau were selling decorated shells and some upcycled old surfboards. Ramona were advertising 'save the planet' stuff. Harlow and Lenore were selling some potions, hex bags, and witchy stuff, Cyrille behind them reading a book. Juno had a showing where viscets could watch her build a simple robot to put together a hotdog, mustard and ketchup included. Pallas also had a showing where she taught the art of fencing with a sandbag dummy or any volunteers, most of time Wren participated. There were SO many things to see, and his wheelchair's wheels were starting to break down a little, and his body was aching, so he had to hurry back home. Once home, Rudy were greeted by Bronte, who wanted to know how the wheelchair felt.
"Thank you, Bronte, really. But I'm sore, and the wheels were starting to give away. I had a lot of fun, though. I got you an orange teddy." Bronte smiled at that, reaching over to help Rudy up the stairs to his bedroom. Before tucking himself in the bed, he gave his best friend a tight hug. For once, he finally was able to get out and experience the festival. Even though the wheelchair sucked, he still had a lot of fun. Rudy also caught a glimpse of Bronte tearing up as she squeezed the teddy in her paws before she left the room. One of the best days ever, he'll probably sleep for weeks, but it was worth it.
{viscets used / credits}
Almost everyone here
Rudy, and Bronte.
Fang.
Atticus and her three children, Saykon, Uzomi, Viktoriya(sans Keaton).
Ituha, and Eunika.
Ohana and her son Nikau.
The witch squad; Harlow/Wicker, Lenore, and Cyrille
Pallas and her son, Wren.
Ramona.
Juno.
